The Web We’re Already In
by Michael Feeley
Stop. Look around. You’re surrounded by invisible threads.
Your morning coffee? Someone grew it, roasted it, transported it.
The electrician at your door carries knowledge passed down through apprenticeships.
At the farmers market, a baker shares her surplus because she knows next week she might need extra zucchini.
We imagine ourselves as separate. We’re not.
Every light switch proves it. Every shared laugh in a movie theater. Every vegetable exchanged at market stalls.
This isn’t philosophy—it’s Wednesday morning preparing us for Wednesday afternoon and then guiding us into Wednesday night.
We are sustained by others. The plumber who fixes your sink connects you to functioning civilization. The line you wait in connects you to communal patience, to the agreement that fairness matters.
Connection isn’t something to achieve. It’s what we already are. We are beautifully incomplete without each other.
The question isn’t whether we’re connected. It’s whether we notice and how grateful we are for our connections.
Watch the electrician’s van pull away, your porch light glowing in the dusk.
Thanks – Michael (he, him)
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This also matters – Connection Destroys Age Apartheid.
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