POET — COACH — GROUP PROCESS FACILITATOR
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by Tenneson Woolf
In the end,
I suppose,
it is just good
to be with
good people,
to be blessed
with their presence,
their gifts,
their kindness,
their interests,
and to experience
for a moment,
a kind of togetherness,
be that for a mere few breaths,
or a longer encounter of days,
so that maybe,
any of us,
might also
be that blessing
with others.
There is life
in the connecting,
just as there is
life also
in the parting.
It occurs to me
that human beings seek
belonging.
It’s not just emotional comfort,
though that can be just right.
Belonging is biological
It’s the belonging of being on a team,
or a committee,
or a community,
or a family,
or a moment of sharing a park bench with a stranger.
It’s the belonging, not just for talents exchanged,
but rather, where we discover
and grow our gifts,
our inherent and innate gifts,
so as to offer them,
and to be witnessed as contributory.
Belonging isn’t transactional,
though that can be helpful.
Belonging is irrepressible biological
human instinct and contribution
that brings irrepressible and life-affirming fulfillment.
It occurs to me that that matters
and underlays so much of what is contemporary
deep human discouragement, and,
deep human yearning.