“The world is so empty if one thinks only of mountains, rivers and cities; but to know someone who thinks and feels with us, and who, though distant, is close to us in spirit, this makes the earth for us an inhabited garden.”
It’s a mystery how human connections begin and how they make us feel as they develop. Sometimes it’s a glance that sparks a conversation or a gesture followed by an exchange of cautious statements. Then suddenly or expectedly a human connection is established. It’s possible that an unfavorable first impression can get in the way and suppress its development. It can also happen that what seemed a meaningful human connection turns out to be a fraud. A fraud of emotion, belief, trust.
Engaging with some people creates in us the need to explore, dream, create, be better. We feel that our true, even better self comes out as a result. Connecting with other people, in contrast, makes our gloomy side manifest itself (On a side note, these same individuals perhaps connect in a positive way with other people).
Have you ever asked yourself why and how exactly this happens? I have been pondering on this question for many years. I don’t have an answer yet and probably I will never have one. But along the way of questioning, I realized that connections are by far the most beautiful gift we, humans, are endued with. I also discovered that restricting or strictly categorizing human connections is an incredibly limiting (even foolish) thing to do. They happen beyond age, countries, gender, cultures, occupations and can go a long way. If we are willing to embrace them, some of them can make our small world a beautiful “inhabited garden”.