
I didn’t come to this work through theory. I came to it through 25 years of chronic loneliness.
I moved cities. I joined groups. I tried to reinvent myself. Nothing worked. It was painful — and honestly, so confusing.
Then, as a new mom spending long afternoons in a strip mall Starbucks in Los Angeles, something unexpected happened.
Sitting at the same table day after day, I noticed that when I stopped hiding and started being open, people responded.
The café became a laboratory of ordinary human life. Conversations grew. Patterns emerged. I realized I wasn’t fundamentally defective — and neither was anyone else.
The breakthrough wasn’t that I finally became good enough. It was that I had been all along.
I’ve always lived between worlds. I left high school and homeschooled myself before being admitted to USC, where I later graduated summa cum laude in philosophy. I learned early how to move between elite institutions and ordinary life. The café simply became the place where those worlds met.
Re-humaning, for me, means staying present, being honest, and treating each other well where we already are. Over and over again.
If this could happen in a strip mall Starbucks, for an introverted, lonely mom, it can happen anywhere for anyone.
Dallas Willard

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