LUGGAGE Lady

Contemplations about Life, Love, & the Pursuit of Meaningful Existence…

The Lost Art of Communicating

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What on earth has happened to the art of communicating? I’ve seen people on buses, trains, airplanes, and park benches so engrossed in their phones and miscellaneous gadgets that they have no clue what’s going on around them. They miss interacting with that stranger next to them who could be the most intriguing individual they’ve ever met. A career connection, a spiritual inspiration, perhaps a future lover — sadly, they’ll never know.

I’ve observed families at restaurants, each of them lost in their own electronic world. It makes me grateful for the fond memories I have of family mealtime. Each night we’d gather, say grace and swap stories of the day. What we discussed wasn’t as important as the bond we forged.

And when I watch couples out on dates, checking their phones obsessively, I thank the heavens above I’m not single. Because, unless my date was an on-call neurosurgeon, I would get up and leave if he dared to eyeball his phone during our conversation.

True, the myriad of paraphernalia has made life easier, providing a certain sense of security, but — as with everything — moderation is the key. Far too many are missing out on precious moments happening in real-time right before their eyes…

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2 thoughts on “The Lost Art of Communicating

  1. Fredrik Kayser on said:

    I see the same thing with cameras. I once stood and admired the view when a person came up to me and asked, ‘you’ve stood here for several minutes, why don’t you just take a picture?’
    I laughed and told her that I was doing exactly that, one in memory. 🙂

  2. Hello sweet Fredrik, you’ve gone further back in my archives than most. 🙂 I was still writing for myself back here. Thanks for your witty insight!!

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