The Space Between Us

Is perspective...

We don’t walk down the same street as the person beside us.

We may be shoulder to shoulder, moving in rhythm, but our eyes land on different details—our minds shape the world through our own history, our own longing, our own wounds.

All we can do is share with the other person…

What we see.

We can point at things, try to name them, describe the colors, the light, the way the wind moves through the trees… We can tell our version of the story, knowing it will never be quite the same as theirs… But that is the beauty of it.

… expression, communication, and desire.