A friend asked me the other day, hypothetically what are the traits of my ideal partner, assuming I wanted to be in a relationship. On a whim I answered, “The person loves politics, loves to read, and…”, I trailed off as I looked at my friend’s face wondering if I should continue answering his question, if he could accept my answer.

I decided to carry on, because I keep saying I want to be the change that I want and that means I don’t believe in having any skeletons hiding in my closet. So I continued, “…she must be accepting of my weird beliefs including the one which…

I think I am from outer-space.”

He laughed, genuinely amused by my candid answer. I was half-surprised that he didn’t give me that look. From that moment I felt like I was free, regardless whether he felt I was being serious with my answer.

It does not matter if I truly believed I am from outer space. The key lies in whether the other party is genuinely curious why I even made that statement instead of being outright dismissive.

You may be surprised to know that I have had a significant number of people who made the effort to find out why I would say something seemingly so outlandish. These are my kind of people, be it friends or lovers. People who have a natural insatiable curiosity about other people, a deep interest in this world, to have the humility to accept that the human race doesn’t know it all, that what is unproven may simply be because we don’t have the capacity to prove it yet.

Or in life, not everything needs to have scientific proof in order to be experienced or to exist.