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To Know Someone Deeply
To know someone deeply is like hearing the moon through the ocean or having a hawk lay bright leaves at your feet. It seems impossible, even while it happens. – Mark Nepo
What I know for sure about knowing and being known.
An Imposter Self
I am blessed to be known and know deeply (not by a lot of people, but by a few). Glennon Doyle writes about an imposter self – a self that we show the world to fit it and numb pain. I, too, have an imposter self. I fight fear and doubt and anger to get beyond my imposter self. In getting beyond my imposter self, in looking straight in the eyes of the pain, I know and am known.
Depth can’t be easily measured.
There is no easy way to measure the depth of relationships: The amount of time spent together. The storms weathered by each other’s side. Sharing similar stories. Family. Indescribable chemistry. Consistency over time. It seems that knowing and being known is a combination of all of those elements. The depth of knowing and being known is determined by the contours of our experiences.
Life can be written in short hand.
When we know someone deeply, and they know us, we can cut through the backstory, the history, the extraneous crap to get to the point of the relationship. Trust is already established. Short hand is both a blessing and a curse. When we speak in shorthand, our truth is exposed. When we speak in shorthand, we say things that sting. When we speak in shorthand, we have to remind each other of the love that lives beneath our words. When we speak in shorthand, humor dances in our eyes and warmth exudes from each syllable.
Miles and years don’t separate hearts.
When we know someone deeply, and they know us, we can pick up where we leave off regardless of miles and years. Hearts that are joined bring joy to one another immediately. Hearts that are joined understand milestones, rituals, and traditions. Hearts that are joined drop everything for each other when needed. Even/especially after trial and tribulation, even/especially when the bonds of friendship have been tested, hearts don’t separate when we are known and know.
About Katie
Born in Louisville. Live in Atlanta. Curious by nature. Researcher by education. Writer by practice. Grateful heart by desire.
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The Stage Is On Fire, a memoir about hope and change, reasons for voyaging, and dreams burning down can be purchased on Amazon.