May 30

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The dial tone

My parents finally gave me a phone extension in my room when I was 12. Not, as today’s kids would assume, my own phone line, mind you. Just a handset for the house phone. 🙂

Those were hard years. I felt alone most of the time – like no one would ever understand me or love me the way that I wanted to be loved. In my desperation for human connection, I would pick up the handset and call the number for the local movie theater a dozen times in the middle of the night. Just to hear the voice on the pre-recorded message, hoping that by some miracle they would have changed the message in the couple of minutes since I last called. Which, of course, they hadn’t because it was 2 o’clock in the morning and they changed the phone messages on Thursday evenings around 10.  Yes, I knew the schedule.

As a kid, that dial tone represented so much of my angst and loneliness – wishing that there was someone who would pick up the other end of the phone and talk to me.  I didn’t even care about what.  I just wanted to hear another human voice and feel like I wasn’t alone in the world.

Today I heard a radio story that blew my mind because it gave me a TOTALLY different take on the same story.

Another young kid in an unhappy home, desperate for connection.  He picks up the phone, wanting to hear another voice.  But instead of just dialing a number and praying, he starts imitating the high-pitched tones he hears coming from the phone and discovers that he can manipulate the phone signal.

He learned to recognize all of the tones, pulses, clicks and beeps and started using them to talk to other people just like him – kids and adults who were lonely and looking for a connection.

He had the exact same thing that I had – a dial tone.  I used it to convince myself again and again of my own loneliness. He used it to create community.

I felt like crying as I listened to this story – not because I felt sorry for myself or wished that I had been like him.  I guess it was because I was reminded once again that at any moment I have the opportunity to look at a situation and find a different solution. A solution that may not be obvious.  But there’s always another option.

I know that probably sounds kind of cliche, but it’s an example that resonates so strongly for me that it takes my breath away.

Here’s a link to the Radio Lab story – it’s a terrific piece about a young blind kid who started a movement: http://www.radiolab.org/2012/feb/20/long-distance/

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Leah Carey

Leah Carey is the Chief Miracle Officer of The Miracle Journal, where she writes about the large and small miracles that happen in her life every day. She is a life coach, speaker, journalist, freelance writer, and lover of life. In all of those pursuits, she works with people to identify what’s already right in your life so you can build an even more joyful and fulfilling daily experience from that foundation. You can find her on Facebook, , Twitter, and YouTube.

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