I am sitting at a table at a conference. I arrived well before anybody and now as the room fills the tables begin to take on their temporary inhabitants. I am sitting alone though. Not enough of a relationship with other teams to be called to join a table, no ties for anybody to join me. My team works remote from around the country, me the only local.
My new position has been the loneliest professional position I have ever undertook. That is my problem though, it’s something I need to absorb and get to the root of. Why do I crave the interactions? Do I miss being the center of attention? Do I miss being the expert? Does my ego crave a stroke or pat on the head?
I center down into my silence, still and smiling. At peace in my solitude while the din of noise surrounds me. How can one be lonely when the Mystery abounds?