In a college class I took, a presenter one day led an icebreaker game called Cross the Line. Maybe you’ve heard of it. In it, the presenter read out statements one at a time and students crossed onto the other side of the room if they agreed with the statement in question. Years later, I still remember what happened when the presenter announced, “Cross the line if you’ve ever felt lonely.” Everyone except one woman crossed. Then, a woman who had crossed along with the rest of us called out, “Well, you’re alone now.” It was funny but kind of sad.
According to a recent Globe and Mail article on a loneliness crisis, almost 25% of Canadians describe themselves as feeling lonely. Yet we don’t talk about it.
Not in an I-can’t-resist-an-ice-cream-on-a-hot-summer’s-day kind of way. More like this: what about yourself do you wish were different—but no matter what you do, you can’t seem to rid yourself of this thing completely?
Can anything beat the joy of finding a book you love so much that you have to finish it in one sitting?
I’m sure it’s possible, but for me, reading is pretty high up there in hobbies that I can get lost in. And I love getting book recommendations–but the saying goes that you have to give to get. So, how about we strike a deal? I share four books that have impacted me in some way related to my being an introvert, and you share some of yours. Just in time for summer! Sounds solid.
We can gain so much by listening to each other’s stories.
It’s easy to take this for granted when everything is going great, ‘hunky-dory’ as the saying goes–but I’ve been experiencing a change in perspective over the past couple of months that has made me want to reach out, to be a little more vulnerable, and to encourage others to do the same. So, in this post I want to share a little story of what’s been going on with me as it relates to mental health. Conveniently, it’s Mental Health Week in Canada, so I hope my voice will add to the many other important stories being told in the next few days across the country.
Recently I have been packing in preparation for a move and have found myself looking at old journals I wrote in. It’s been strange reading things from over five years ago and noticing how much has changed but also how much has stayed the same.
The main similarity is that I still find myself caught in my own thoughts, sometimes neglecting to take action in the process. I have these strong values that I want to do something with, but I get paralyzed.
The saying goes that we help ourselves by helping each other. This is certainly something I have experienced to be true, especially during those all-too-frequent moments when I find myself focusing too much on me, me, me. In honour of National Volunteer Week in Canada, here are a few tips to help you find a fulfilling way to lend a hand as an introvert.
You’ve probably heard that the world is full of suffering people and injustice. We saw an example of this yesterday in Brussels, where senseless attacks have deeply impacted both people who live there and their allies around the world. We can see this everyday in the news and you can likely find some of it on the streets to some extent wherever you live, no matter how wealthy your city or town is.
Many people ache for justice to be served and for people who do bad things to experience a change of heart. Whether you believe in the power of prayer or not, you might agree with me when I say that often it seems like a miracle would be needed for things to change.