We are ultimately and existentially alone. Our aloneness comes with a profound longing to belong, that is never truly realized.
"Nobody’s watching," is a message I woke up with a several nights ago. And the message was confirmed by a friend who without knowledge or warning spoke it back to me two days later.
In the message there is both melancholy and hope. And there is a kind of freedom.
Nobody’s-watching will tempt you to acquire what’s not yours. Nobody’s-watching can have you preening and crowding others for a lifetime.
But nobody’s-watching can suddenly free you. Nobody’s-watching properly received, will lift you high enough to see beyond your latent or real self-rejection.
And here you will no longer allow eyes that aren’t yours see for you. Or let someone else’s hands paint your pictures. Or let the feet of peers, friends, or even your most intimate loved one, walk a direction for you.
Your path is yours. Do what you do.
And know, that nobody’s-watching is given to you, in time; because you, "as beloved," are everlastingly watched, and waited for.