I recently read a blog and this line caught my attention, “I fear that when I mention the ‘mystical’ element, people probably hear the following in their brains: “WhooOOOooOOoooOOO!””
I can relate. On this side of the pond we call it woo-woo. I’ve become rather fond of the term actually. I can’t stand small talk. These days, I’m more likely to turn the tables and bridge the distance from small talk to something with more depth. Flashing a smile and playing the woo-woo card, I just might say something that will stop you in your tracks.
I used to not tell people the, er, clues I would get when conversing with them. Internally I’d make excuses, giving myself permission to remain silent and not say that I caught a glimpse of them behind their mask. Cue up the Rocky theme song. “I saw something wonderful in you and didn’t say a word, and even better, you think I’m as on the level as you are.” I’d be so relieved to have calmed my fears yet again, that a lot of time went by before I noticed the flaw in my plan. I was so busy holding my own mask in place, and patting myself on the back that I didn’t have a free hand to help up the person next to me.
Now I give people credit, and speak up. Turns out, the least likely folks have said, “You know, you might have something there.” Some cry, then hug me. Even if I get a perplexed look followed by silence, I know I’ve placed an idea in their mind. I point out sign posts that are visible to me. Kindly. And if what I say strikes someone as woo-woo, then maybe it’s an opportunity for them to consider a different way of seeing themselves.
If that woo-woo sound echos through your brain, spin your internal dial and give a listen through your heart. Of one thing I am certain, that we are all capable of climbing our personal mountains, AND giving the person next to us a hand up. Everyone has that light in them. No matter how distant or small it’s perceived to be, it’s there. And if you want a hint, sharing it makes it bigger and brighter.