When I was growing up, my contemporaries were learning social skills so that they could engage others in social occasions, gathering events. I did not do that at the time. I escaped social skill development, but found other methods, crutches, to be in the midst of a social gathering, party. Even today, I am rather behind. I went to a going away mid-morning event for one of our old monks who was transferring to another monastery for his health. I had been directing people where to go to find the venue in the monastery, so when I walked into the room, the party was on with lots of conversations. I know what I am supposed to do, but I lack the enthusiasm to mix in. Everyone looks occupied with someone or some eating. And of course, no one seems to notice I am in the room. You have to talk loudly to be heard. I go to the food trays and pick out something for a plate. Someone asks me why I am wearing a mask. Apparently, I am the only one. I say hello to one or two others, a little conversation and then I am ready to go. I stayed long enough so I don't feel guilty. I go to my room and enjoy the quiet, the prayer, reading and being with me. And the Presence. I don't think I am a loser. But I avoid a second opinion.
Wednesday, November 2, 2022
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small talk together should be easier for those who pray together
ReplyDeleteDon’t underestimate the social value of your smile. While I guess that asset is obscured by the mask, I bet your Irish eyes are still smiling.
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