If you are new-ish to We All Feel, I have been sharing weekly posts for the past six months, usually sent on Tuesdays, until this August. While it has been a whirlwind of a month in the best way possible, I slipped away from this growing community and writing practice I love. So, I am back in your inbox from an unintentional hiatus… and I will send out two extra newsletters for the ones that I missed. Thanks for sticking along.
Before storytime, I wanted to share that VIRTUAL We All Feel Support Groups are forming!! If you or someone you know could benefit from a weekly space to explore and move through emotions, reach out!
Monday’s 4:00-5:15pm High School Group
Monday’s 6:00-7:15pm Adult Group
*Groups are open to Adults and Teens throughout the country*
Earlier this summer, while solo traveling, I found it overly easy to strike up conversations with almost anyone I came in contact with. The exchanges had answers that extended beyond, “I’m doing well how are you?” While I adamantly believe that New Yorkers are look out for each other and are generally kind, I could not help but notice a stark contrast when I returned. It felt like everyone was in their own world. Myself included! Most people are rushing to appointments or activities or commitments. There is an overall faster pace that equates to less time for longer meaningful connections.
While waiting at the tiny Kalispell airport in Montana this week it was apparent that almost everyone waiting to board had a connecting flight. And when the plane was delayed the vibe of the crowd was antsy and stressed and annoyed.
When the airport attendant spoke through the loud speaker system announcing, “We are now ready to board the flight to Chicago” there were quick murmurs, gasps, and then laughs… as the flight attendant corrected himself and shared “Oops don’t worry, I meant to say your fight to Denver.”
The tension of the previously stressed crowd released, people looked at each other in the eyes and regained hope of making connecting flights. Making my flight from Denver to Newark with ten minutes to spare is not the point of this story. The point is about human connection.
Before boarding, during the flight, and afterwards… I was able to relate with strangers because of our situation. We may not have been flying to the same places, but we were rooting for ourselves and for each other to make it to where we needed to go.
As we start the month of September... let’s cheer each other on. Let’s listen with compassion. Let’s be open to hearing when we have done something wrong. Let’s celebrate our accomplishments. Let’s take care of ourselves and of each other.
(By the way, this is why I created We All Feel Support Groups. Whatever you are going through, you do not have to go through it alone).
xoxo,
Amanda
PS In case no one told you today I love you.
PPS SCHEDULE A 15 MIN CHAT HERE TO JOIN THE UPCOMING WE ALL FEEL ADULT OR HIGH SCHOOL GROUPS
PPPS Happy Birthday to my incredible mom 💕