Connecting with people is what we’re all about. I believe it’s an essential part of being alive. Many people search for that ‘one’ connection, while others are happy to connect with many. I think very few people are happy with solitude, at least not for very long.
I’ve heard it said recently that we’re in touch with people much more often than ever before – it’s ‘too much’, apparently. And I often hear how tools such as Facebook and Twitter are generating false connections, or the appearance of relationship without the depth or benefits of ‘traditional’ methods of knowing people.
I disagree with most of that. I think the more ways there are of connecting with people, the better, and, as someone who lives alone, I’m constantly pleased to have so many different ways of keeping in touch. I love text messages, emails, Facebook-chats, and the odd phone call.
If we all want to connect with other human beings, how can it be a bad thing to have so many ways of doing it? I accept that many of the people I have as ‘friends’ on Facebook don’t really know me, and vice versa. But they know me more than they would if we weren’t on there, especially those who live some distance away.
Of course, the people I see in ‘real life’ probably know me better still, and I feel immensely privileged to have made at least one fantastic, deep connection recently that I hope will only grow stronger still and last throughout the years. Such connections can affirm who we are; they can bring light into otherwise mundane days; they can foster joy in unlikely moments.
Those ‘kindred spirits’ (as one of my friend’s terms them) are one of life’s true delights, and who’s to say where we might meet them? Perhaps they’re on your Facebook right now, or maybe waiting for a text message, or, sure, they might be heading down the pub for the evening, ready to bump into you over the quiz machine.
However and wherever, reaching out to another person can rarely be a bad thing. So why not make a connection right now? You never know where it might lead...