From a short dialogue …
by tamarjacobson
… which started back here:
Descriptions of purely inner musings are self-obsessive and irrelevant to anyone else. Andy at Older, But No Wiser.
… and continued with Andy:
But something I read at your place, Tamarika, made me wonder whether that joining up of worlds always has to be in a single post, or whether the weaving might not take place just as effectively across a spectrum of posts and the conversations which arise out of them?
… and I replied:
Yes, yes, Andy. I think that’s true for me, certainly. The weaving takes place across and through all of my posts and comments all over my blog all the time. In fact, I think of it as one long tale of my emotional, imaginative, psychical, cyclical, realistic, physical, and spiritual worlds/life – whatever – all the time. So that, indeed, even though it might be considered self-obsessive, navel-gazing, it can be relevant and connected to others too. By knowing me, by identifying with pieces that are themselves or the external world of society really or virtually …
For we are, all, connected.

Weird. I finally get my act together and visit you and you mention navel-gazing when I have just posted something related to navel-gazing. Yes, we all are connected.
All connected, although some deny it, some are only intellectually aware of it, whilst a few swim immersed in the warm seas of that connection. I know it, although for the moment I seem to have become disconnected from that knowledge, if that makes any kind of sense. But seeing this post brought a glimmer of remembrance and a smile to my face, at finding myself part of a conversation I didn’t even know was happening 🙂
All connected, yet all separated. Traveling alone in a crowd. Beyond the six degrees of separation theory, which I think is dead on, we seem to be connected on another level, a plane beyond the current physical reality. Spiritual? Perhaps. Something to do with ancient Hindu teachings? Maybe. Too much wine this evening? Quite possibly…
I’m always battling the self-obsessive need to post my inner musings. And perhaps it’s self-obsessive, but the inner musings usually win out because in fact, it WAS inner musings which drew me to YOU, Tamar, and so many other wonderful bloggers. And Andy, your occasional diversion from external observation to inner musings never fails to draw unique attention. In the end, the quiet contemplation of our daily lives is, as Tamar says, so very relevant.