Sometimes I feel alone
adrift in a sea of painful human stories
lost in the needs around me
that I can’t even touch.
I feel self-pity
doubt
shame
I feel alone.
In this place,
I tend to forget
that this alone-ness I feel
is also an opportunity
to ask for help
to be vulnerable
to connect
to admit failure
and join humankind
in imperfection and need.
And when I remember
to ask for help
to let my vulnerability show
to admit failure
I find that I am not alone
I’m one of a vast multitude
of imperfect
lovely people
who need one another.
Vocation: 