I’m reading a short and gorgeously written novel called As a Friend by Forrest Gander. Came across this line last night: “Love solves nothing, but your love made me appear to myself.” That’s definitely how I heard this time last summer: SEEN. It felt so wonderful to be seen by someone else, just as it had felt wonderful several years before that to be heard by someone else. Alex never seemed to do either. I was hazily, gauzily there – a ghost presence to him. The trick is, though, how do we remain seen and heard by the world when we are solo. Just as the last comment from Shell suggests, too many of us rely on others to make us real, to help us feel necessary. When really we should be ok taking up space in this world all on our own. So on this sweltering day, I encourage everyone to be powerfully present — seen and heard — all on your own and for your own benefit.