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During a busy week, I scan my drafts folder to see what resonates for this Wednesday post. Most entries are just snippets, meant to be filled out later. Read all at once, they say something about me, and where my brain goes looking for generative ideas to share with you, as—alone and together—we write about what matters.
There are plenty of poems—always good for a writing prompt. I gravitate towards more modern, plain-spoken poems. Is there a poetry term for that genre? Maybe.
A couple drafts include links to news stories, like the one about the grieving orca mother, and another about singing at funerals.
There are some seasonal ideas, with temporary titles like “for next January” or “Annie Dillard on a solar eclipse.”
Some are quotes from smart thoughtful people like Barbara Brown Taylor, David Whyte, and Parker Palmer.
Some are now nearly indecipherable, like the one that says “Barbenheimer sound, portmanteau” (although I did plug that into my search engine and found a NY Times article, so maybe I can get back to that thought someday.)
Others are just titles: “My dad does not delete.” I wish I had made more notes about that idea, but even the title is a starting place.
Then there is this note to myself: “Belonging, community, listening, the epidemic of loneliness. Where are the spaces you belong?”
That feels like something for this week, but I’m out of time to really develop it. I’ll just say this, which you likely already know: Despite being more technologically connected than ever, with more information available to us non-stop, we are living in a time of an epidemic of loneliness and social isolation. According to the former surgeon general of the United States, more than half of U.S. adults meet the criteria for loneliness.1 Young adults are more than twice as likely as senior adults to describe themselves as lonely.2 Spaces of belonging and real community, where people see you and know you, matter more than ever.
Where are the spaces where you belong?
Where do you know you belong?
What makes you feel like you belong?
I still feel new in my town, so I’ve been shopping around for a book club. I’ve tried two so far. One is hosted by our local bookstore, and the group reads novels. I was the oldest person there. Another is working their way through classics and cocktails inspired by the book Tequila Mockingbird. Last month we tried a “Gin Eyre” so you can guess which book we read. I felt very new-to-town at both meetings, and didn’t know anyone in either space. I wasn’t sure about going back to either one. Then last week I was in the bookstore again and ran into three people I knew, one after the other. One was the cocktail maker and host of the second club and she remembered and called me by my name. It mattered that she was listening. I’ll go back.
In a time when so many have opinions about so much and plenty to say, listening—really listening to those around us—makes a difference. It’s an invitation to belonging.
a writing prompt
One of the poems I had saved in my drafts folder connects with this idea of listening and making room for the people around us to belong.
This one is from John Roedel. You can find him on Substack here and also here. He was generous to respond positively to my inquiry about sharing his poems. Enjoy!
Read the poem. Notice a word, a line, a question, or an image that jumps out at you, and start writing there.
Or, begin with “life became less exhausting once I stopped…”
Or try a repeating “less of my ______, more of my ______.”
Keep your pen moving, and see where your words take you. Listen to your own inner wisdom.
Also, I am glad you are here….
—from john roedel life became less exhausting once I stopped trying to be the smartest person in the room now I just try being the most human person I’ve found that nobody in the room really ever misses my shallow insights on geopolitics or economics the biggest thing people need from me is the space to tell some of their story and then after a bit ~ I tell a little of mine and then after some more storytelling turn taking ~ we see the soul light in each other peeking out the corners of our eyes dear ego, less of my mouth ~ more of my ears less of my mouth ~ more of my ears less of my mouth ~ more of my ears it’s not about impressing people in the room it’s about giving room for people to be heard less of my mouth ~ more of my ears less of my mouth ~ more of my ears less of my mouth ~ more of my ears
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https://www.hhs.gov/sites/default/files/surgeon-general-social-connection-advisory.pdf
https://newsroom.thecignagroup.com/loneliness-epidemic-persists-post-pandemic-look
Julie, I definitely relate to your tickler file for post ideas. I have a Word document that serves that function. It's very long and I wonder how many of those ideas will still feel relevant or intelligible when I get to them. But I always find something! Same thing when I collect ideas for writing prompts for my classes. I have a very long list as well as prompts I've used over the years. And they often re-amalgamate in new configurations for a particular class or retreat. I have my favorites I return to again and again, and these, too, change over the year. And often what I thought I was going to teach is thrown out right before class because of something more intriguing that flew into my inbox or a line in a book I just happened to be reading. And sometimes I change my mind in the moment because of what's arising in the room where I'm teaching.
Thank you for this one.