Messages in space

Back in the day, long long ago, I had a blog before blogs were popular. I can't remember the name of the publisher, but it was sort of a pre-blog without the features they have today. I kept this poetry journal. The style I chose to write in was simple, four line poems. They were very raw and real. I wrote for a long time and then tired of it. So I closed the journal down when I felt done.

All of a sudden I got swamped with messages! People asked me to put it back up and keep writing. Evidently I had a lot more readers than I realized. The common theme in the messages I received was that the readers could relate to what I was writing. And they felt touched and connected. I was just this depressed, lonely voice out in space but people heard me. So I put the journal back up, and aspiring poets started networking with me.

I was remembering the experience today. Sometimes we think we're just dangling out in space and all the while there's others around us. It feels like a solitary path, and the Buddha described it as a solitary path in the sense that we have to do the work for ourselves. Of couse I agree, but there's other solo-travelers around us too. They're dangling around and I think the obstacle is a lack of awareness.