This was written in November 2019 (pre-“C”) Flash forward 6 months and my thoughts are the same. For some the absence of face-to-face is satisfying. Others may crave it. Despite our differing views, one truth exists~we all communicate.
The glare of the screen will never replace the light of sun. And viewing 1200-1800 pixels on a post will never replace the realness of real. The silence is deafening and the air feels stale without words.
It was practiced during my day-looking someone directly in the eye. Even nodding your head to confirm their thoughts. Maybe a tilt of the head to display interest. Even a smile to represent the humanness of the verbal exchange. There would be a pause and that meant that the speaker is graciously giving the opportunity for a listener to respond-simply ingenious.
It seems now most heads are down. Rarely will you hear a voice. But you’ll hear a click or a ding. It’s to notify. Someone is living, someone died, someone is sharing a funny, someone is wondering what you’re doing. Milestones in life are celebrated on a screen. These technology talks should bring us closer, so they say. Yes, some celebrations of life last only the length of your battery.
I look up and around-and get out. It’s with nature I have the best dialogue. The two of us prefer face-to-face. Imagine a stare-down contest. Nature always wins. Sometimes I chit-chat with the leaves and squirrels. The trees nod to show they understand me. Clearly, they’re seen as they are and don’t hide from their reality. They only know to exist in truth. During parts of the year they’ll stand completely bare. There will be no beautiful cover. For they know glorious change is just around the corner.
The wind embraces me, and sometimes sings a melody, when it’s time to hug goodbye.
“It was great to see you!”
“And you as well.”
“Let’s meet again.”