Looking for Connection

Connection is not found in the bright lights and flickering screens. Though these things need connection to exist. Connection is not found on the endless feed, and ever changing Memes. Though these things need connection to exist.

Connection is found in front of you as two eyes and a story untold. Connection is found with plants and animals that we can only pretend to understand. Connection is a voice or a kind touch. Connection does not depend on anything other than a mutual acknowledgement of the others existence.

I notice every time I open my phone I am seeking something… most likely connection.

What is it about the flashing images, loud voices, and annoying sounds that make me believe this is where connection is found?

We are highly connected and disconnected all at the same time.

Maybe it’s because I’m searching for those moments reminisce of hanging out with friends. In a group there was always the entertainers and the entertained, and together we shared laughs, many laughs and acknowledgement of the others existence.

Maybe that’s what I search for in these devices, that same feeling of being a part of something, not big, but small and significant.

And even though it hints at providing that satisfaction, it never does, it was not designed to, and so in our search for connection, we encourage the tornado of disconnection.

Stop the scroll, the influencers shout… It worked the first time until they tried to sell me the new thing… maybe I need it, but I wasn’t looking for it.

Actually, I wasn’t looking for any of this, except somehow I found myself here… we all did.

And so, in an estranged way, we are connected by our disconnection… How poetic.

Journal prompts if you are looking for connection or feeling lonely:

• When did this feeling start?

• What has triggered this feeling?

• What is the root desire of this feeling?

• What is another way you can satisfy this desire?