Have you ever read The Alchemist by Paulo Coelho? It’s likely that you have since it is such a famous book by such a famous author. However, in case you have not read it, let me tell you about one of the most striking lessons in the book.
A boy, the main protagonist of the story, arrives at a Wise Man’s/Sage’s home and waits two hours in line to meet with him. After hearing the reason for the boy’s visit, the Sage invites the boy to walk around his magnificent home and see all of its wonders–but he asks him to carry a teaspoon with two drops of oil in it as he tours the home. He instructs the boy to not lose the oil. So, the boy takes the tour, being mindful of the oil, and returns two hours later, oil still in spoon, to speak with the Sage once more. The Sage asks him if he noticed his art, his gardens, his tapestries…but of course, the boy hasn’t. He was paying attention to the spoon and the oil. Once more, the Sage sends the boy on a tour with the spoon and oil but tells him to please appreciate the magnificence of his home. The boy sets out again, but this time, he pays attention to the art, the gardens, the tapestries, the architecture…and returns to the Sage later with an empty spoon. Ultimately, the Sage tells the boy that the secret to happiness is taking in all of the wonders of the world but never forgetting the two drops of oil.
Lately, I have forgotten my two drops of oil. I’ve also forgotten to take in the art, gardens, and tapestries. I’ve let my spirit and attention become taken away by things that I cannot control. Rude and demeaning emails and DMs. Personal health issues. People not keeping promises that they have made without so much as an apology. Drama created over nothing. There have been a lot of events over the last few weeks that have almost made me forget who I am as a person and a writer. Luckily, I have amazing friends who remind me of who I am.
Chase Connor is a kind person, a hard worker, creative, loving, adventurous, happy-go-lucky, thoughtful–sometimes a smartass–and wants to lift others up. But Chase Connor has not been these things over the last few weeks. He has let the aforementioned issues make him reclusive, quiet, taciturn, indecisive, and suspicious of the kindness of others.
I don’t want to be that version of Chase Connor–because, again, that’s not who I am. But, I’ve been taking everything in without paying attention to my two drops of oil, I suppose.
Henceforth, I will allow myself to notice the wonders (and the not so wondrous) around me, but keep my eyes on my two drops of oil as well. I will not let myself lose sight of what it is that I want for myself as a person, a writer, a boyfriend, and a friend. I cannot control how the things I say/tweet are taken, nor am I responsible for people assuming that they can treat me a certain way because of those things. I also cannot control that people make assumptions about me due to the fact that I belong to certain communities. Everyone will get the true version of Chase Connor, regardless of the people on the periphery who make that difficult at times.
To my friends in the Writing Community (especially the LGBTQ+ community), the past few weeks have been difficult for reasons I will not make us talk about further. However, I know the greater majority of all of you are wonderful, kind, beautiful, creative people. Don’t lose sight of your two drops of oil because of all of the distractions.
Those things do not define us.
Tremendous Love & Thanks,
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I see you. And I love you. My affection for you can never waiver. I hope to encounter you carrying your teaspoon that contains two drops of oil as you walk and admire the beautiful tapestries while I walk that same ground carrying my own teaspoon with my drops of oil and hopefully the beauty we encounter will transform us both and you will not spill your oil nor will I spill mine and though our steps are our own and your eyes which devour beauty belong to you as mine do to me I will smile at the sight of you because your soul is radiant and one of the beauties that I see.
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How does one act out “big sloppy kiss” in a comment? Love you.
A sobering blog. In the one instance, this has made me feel very sad to learn you are having problems, particularly on Twitter, as I think you are one of the kindest Twitter friends I know, caring and responsive. In the next instance, it’s so uplifting to hear you are rising above all the crap that life, and social media, is throwing at you and that you are mindful of your ‘two drops of oil’, while recognising the good things around you. You are a special person and, am sure, are all the things you strive to be. Keep being your authentic self: you are very much loved and appreciated by those people who matter to you, including your readers. 💜
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Thank you, Betsy. You are very much loved, as well, my friend!
I’ve been staring at the oil and getting resentful of the oil, standing still in the middle of the estate, wishing I had time to explore it, but I can’t because of this stupid oil I’m holding.
I needed to read this post today.
So know, Chase, that even when you’re not at your best, and when you’re worried you’re not being the Chase you want to be, you still instruct, inspire, and motivate me.
I love you, dude. And remember, there’s sunny days ahead.
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I love you, too, Travis. Don’t let the oil make you stand still for too long–you’re too talented and amazing to not keep moving forward.
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