I know it’s egotistical to think that I’m one of the few sensible people on this earth but in “The Alchemists” way of speaking, I do believe that the universe conspires to validate this wacky thinking of mine time and time again.
I feel that once I go outside the comforts of the few good friends that I trust, the people I come across operate from a very traumatized or “crazy” state. There’s definitely two types of crazy that I’ve continuously witness.
One of my most recent encounters with that of the traumatized nature was at a family gathering. I was talking to a distant cousin about a man she was seeing. She told me that things were going well and he was the best guy she’s met in years. Everything about him and their courtship thus far sounded wonderful. So when she said “well, it’s great, but you never know what could happen by this weekend,” I was a little surprised. She went on to explain that there were a lot of beautiful single people out there in the world and he may just get distracted. Huh? After I explained to her that connections are rare and that if we interpreted everything as a numbers game, then nobody would be with anyone for too long, she started tearing up. At 36, she was so traumatized by her past relationships she couldn’t even accept the sacredness of a real connection. I was taken aback that at 36, she couldn’t understand that there was something more at work here.%0