I'm Sharing.

Before I delve into the current status of my thought life, let me first begin by saying HOLY BUCKETS! Seriously can't believe it's been almost 15 months since I've written anything on here. Well, here goes nothing. Or something.

Someone asked me the other day, "What do you want to do? Like above everything else, what is that thing that you want most? With your life?"

Often a pretty trite question, with a pretty trite response. And believe me, been there done that.
Something new popped up, though, this time.

"I want to share my life."

(why) (why not)
(what does this mean)
(what does this look like)
(what's the motive, the goal)
(where's my heart in this)

Let me see if I can articulate.

In my brain, sharing is the opposite of self-serving; self-preservation.
To share means to reveal; no room for hiding.
Intentional non-isolation. (though, gotta love those hermit ways)
Life is so much more than something to own, to manipulate, or even master in the best of ways.
Perhaps there's an ounce of fear, a strive against the ever-haunting-"lonely"
But, to share...
It implies there's someone on the receiving end.
Someone on the other line.
Someone with whom I'm known; I'm received.
And! There's someone TO know. Someone TO receive.
This is life.
And for me,
I'm sharing.