We disengage from the world around us in all kinds of ways. One of them is by seeking recognition. There have been seasons when I’ve deceived myself by pretending the world didn’t see me. I felt invisible, like a landlocked lake looking for an ocean to relate to. In reality, as a lake I was separating myself from all the lands surrounding me, as well as the springs, streams, ponds, and other lakes that were around me.
You are the mountains, and mountains are never alone.