So many times it can feel like we are shouting into an endless, deaf void, one where not even our own voice can return to us. But other times we realize that our shouts are in fact hitting even a few chords. And those chords shake the ones near them, which affects the ones tied to those, and even with small movements we are making a movement.
Which is why I have a love-hate obsession with the stats tab of the WordPress dashboard. Today, for example, this blog was mostly read in the United States. But it also made movements in Canada, Ireland, Hungary, New Zealand and Indonesia. How about that! I love to see where people are reading this blog, and hope that they are getting useful information and connection out of it, especially when so much could be lost in translation.
And in another gift from the universe, I’ve been asked to write a guest blog on another endometriosis site about FMLA and our rights in the workplace. Score! It makes me feel like a welcome member of the community with something valuable to say. And it happens that I am working on getting even more information on this subject right now, so look for that very soon.
Is there anybody out there? Absolutely. Even if you don’t get the echo back or feel the reverberations, your voice is making movements with someone, somewhere.