Have you ever seen a tornado? Maybe on TV, as it spins and grows and swirls big stuff and little stuff and debris and cows all around? Spinning and meandering, blowing and going, picking up momentum yet oddly bouncing up and down engulfing some landmarks but leaving that one trailer park untouched?
Well, then you know what my brain looks like. That. Complete with cows and occasional trailer parks.
Here’s a twisty vortex of thoughts for you…just from this morning’s tornado in my head…
Ironically, you can be totally surrounded by people and feel alone.
Interestingly, you can wish you didn’t feel alone, yet dread anybody being around.
Some people have an extraordinary ability to carry the weight of life. Some collapse under very little weight.
It’s liberating – and pretty cool – when you aren’t ruffled when someone gets mad at you. (I’m rarely good at this, but when I got it, I got it.)
The ability to totally be yourself in front of a select few people is necessary. Actually having those people around on the regular is priceless.
When I think about it seriously, I don’t have very many of those people, so I super cherish the ones I have. I am always hopeful that I can gather more of those kind of people, but I’m often let down and so the search continues.
I often need an anchor, something to ground me and bring me to a stop when I’m being pulled in different directions by life.
Some people never really evolved. They were in their own world, didn’t venture much outside that world, and thus only understand that world. I find that terribly unfortunate, and I never want to be that.
People who are always “on” and giving the world all they got need something they can call their own that nobody else can have a piece of. Trust me on that one.
Surface people do not understand deep people…and probably vice versa. Surface people are confounded by deep people, and deep people are annoyed by surface people.
When a deep person finds another deep person…WIN!
I guess I’m a hyper-observer of people lately, and for the life of me, there are some things about people I can only observe but never truly understand. And I am the “seek first to understand” type who really tries. At the end of the day, I can only share my thoughts and hope they resonate with some of you despite my speaking in generalities. Maybe if I had more time and was willing to risk it, I could tell you about all the nonsense I observe and how I reach these conclusions. Until I decide that’s a thing, I always appreciate your riding out the cyclones in my head.
Amanda Herring, Writer 