Since I was a young person, maybe nine or ten, I wanted to grow up to make a difference in the world. For me, I decided to create that difference by studying to be a social worker. Social workers were tireless beings in the world that helped those that could not help themselves. From social work, I evolved into becoming a therapist. I had a strong belief that there were so many problems and needs in the world, and that my being a helper, in the form of therapy, social work, or care management, was my best way to impact on those needs.
This has been my belief, until very recently.
Recently, I have been doing some significant soul searching. Now, when I search my soul, in the past, I would always want to find out the why of the doing of something; so, if my relationships that I sought were negative or non communicative, I would want to trace back in my history as to why I would choose that. Who was responsible for my current actions. What I understand now, is that I always get to choose; and that anything that I was ever taught along the line, from anyone, was just a person telling me what they thought might work best for me in the world.
Soul searching for me now, means that I don’t have to find out the why; all I want to do is learn how to be more peaceful, present, and forgiving. That to really be in my life, I must do all of these things, as often as possible. So, I am discovering that I do not want to help the world anymore, in the ways I have educated myself to do so.
I don’t want to be a therapist. I don’t want to be a counselor. Or a social worker. Or a clinician. I want to simply join with people, make connections to other human beings, and make our connections meaningful in the moment. Not feel the need to heal or fix the other person. Just be with them, presently, and in full awareness. My hugs help me to do that every time I give one. It is the closest I have ever come to true, meaningful connection with a stranger.
This may not make sense to you, but I have come to understand that wanting to help others, for me, is no longer noble and kind, but arrogant. The way that I always tried to help others, was to create a situation where they needed me to solve their problems for them. Or at least, tell them how to solve it themselves. I rarely saw them as being capable to solve their own problems, without my part in it. I am not judging myself for that, I am just observing the truth.
It feels so much more simple now. If I merely want to connect with others, not try to fix or “help” them, then I need to see them as strong. See them as capable. Connect with them on a deeply human level. See our sameness.
And, for now, if hugs are the way to get there, so be it. I have no idea what that will manifest as in the future, but all that matters is right here and now.