The art of connecting.
The reason I write, every day, in one journal or another, an online blog or writing out a book concept is for one single reason. To connect. I've been thinking about connection as a whole entity these last few days. When does it stop being expression and start being co dependant? When are you solely getting it off your chest and when are you actively looking for someone to connect with? I think all of us are, on some level looking to connect with each other. The entire social media empire has been built on it. When it's dealt with healthily it can create incredible connections and loving interactions. When it's abused it can be voyeuristic and also narcissistic.
All I have ever wanted to do creatively is explore connection and recently I have been asking myself why. Why is connecting so important to me? It would be silly for me not to delve into the inner emotional aspects of it just to figure out if the reason I want to connect externally is because I have over looked an emotional connection internally. It is also fun to connect. I can't think of a better play time than two people just opening their hearts and sharing. Maybe it's a flavour of both? Maybe we all swing from one end to the other? It's made me think a lot more deeply recently about community, friendship and the dynamics of bonding.
Are we really looking to express or are we searching for the love that is ultimately within us?