TODAY'S QUOTE:
I don't know why we hang onto something we know we're better off letting go. It's like we're scared to lose what we don't really have. Some of us say we'd rather have something then nothing at all, but the truth is... to have something half-way is harder then not having it at all. --- Author Unknown
I think for the sake of this post I'll simply assume that the something mentioned in this quote means someone. The half-holding of objects only brings up images of things broken, or backs strained. Replacing objects with humans puts a different spin on it. Sadly it's one most of us can relate to on some level.
I'm not formerly schooled in psychology. I don't have a wall hung with degrees. No student loans... no happy day to remember with cap and gown... every single thing I know came from brutal lessons. I understand the value of holding on, and of letting go. There has never been a time where things were storybook simple. A hard life is all the education I have.
We begin believing in fairytales as children. Happily ever after is planted in our heads early on. Patterns of expectations are laid out like bricks that should form a solid foundation to build upon. Depending on that is our first mistake. I looked up fairytale in my wordweb and almost spit coffee everywhere at the synonym given of cock-and-bull story. There's the sign!!!
We swallow that concept then spend a lifetime choking on reality. We hunger to believe that other people are always who they should be or who they pretend to be. When the shit hits the fan, it must be our fault. Try harder... dance faster... hold on, you'll make it work somehow. Every relationship has its own unique set of pitfalls. One may create an issue, but it always takes two to fix whatever gets broken.
Half-way having is when the level of commitment isn't equal. Half-way is when one person has a vision of how things are, but the other doesn't share the vision. Sometimes the whole concept is flawed because it's built on lies and secrets on one side and rose colored glasses on the other. Whatever the reasons behind the imbalance it always causes pain and disillusionment.
I've learned that it's saner in life to put at least as much energy into a firm and balanced relationship with self as we invest in others. If all is given away... when things fall apart, or people disappoint us then there's nothing solid to fall back on. The only true peace and happiness comes from internal forces we gather on our own. Looking for someone else to fill all the empty spaces is an invitation to agony. Fill yourself first then where you stand will be enough, no matter who stands with you. Think about it.... Let it ride.... Then decide!!!!
Friday, November 30, 2012
Wednesday, November 28, 2012
THE KARMA DOCTRINE
TODAY'S QUOTE:
When a good deed is done, we receive good karma too. Karma comes in any ways. It may not come today but it WILL someday. Karma is the doctrine of inevitable consequences. No way mankind can escape it. Think twice or hell, maybe thrice of our actions (particularly the not good ones) because we reap just what we sow. -Sweet Pumpkin
I don't have a clue who the Sweet Pumpkin is, but I agree with every word. Doctrine means SCHOOL OF THOUGHT, and people should study there until they get a degree in true understanding. But most of us don't. It's a blessing that at any age we can revisit and gain knowledge. That doesn't save us from past dues we haven't yet paid, but it can keep us from total bankruptcy.
Nowadays when I get a solid pinch from anything truly painful to my soul, I look at my past behavior for a clue of why. I always find a clear reason why I needed a pinch or deserve an ache. Understanding helps make sense of the pain and the lesson learned is always valuable to my peace of mind.
I don't whine about how I'm blameless now. I say... ohhhhhhhhhh I see... I get it... I won't make that mistake again. Wisdom isn't gained at no cost, it's earned by taking the lumps you deserve, to learn the lessons you must. "Getting it"... is a victory. Hurts like hell sometimes, but that's life.
My hope every day is to learn something about myself I didn't know the day before. I pattern my actions now in a way that includes enough forethought to limit my bad karma. I try to avoid hurting others, and when they hurt me I look for the lesson. I don't attempt to retaliate... karma will sort it out quite well without my help.
We each learn at our own pace, but only if we study. I know there are some who'll never understand. I may feel sorrow for the one's who endlessly pay time-and-time again for the same mistakes, but force feeding enlightenment isn't an option. All I can do is learn from my mistakes and profit from the karma that earns me delight. In either case nowadays I gain ground. Think about it.... Let it ride.... Then decide!!!!
When a good deed is done, we receive good karma too. Karma comes in any ways. It may not come today but it WILL someday. Karma is the doctrine of inevitable consequences. No way mankind can escape it. Think twice or hell, maybe thrice of our actions (particularly the not good ones) because we reap just what we sow. -Sweet Pumpkin
I don't have a clue who the Sweet Pumpkin is, but I agree with every word. Doctrine means SCHOOL OF THOUGHT, and people should study there until they get a degree in true understanding. But most of us don't. It's a blessing that at any age we can revisit and gain knowledge. That doesn't save us from past dues we haven't yet paid, but it can keep us from total bankruptcy.
Nowadays when I get a solid pinch from anything truly painful to my soul, I look at my past behavior for a clue of why. I always find a clear reason why I needed a pinch or deserve an ache. Understanding helps make sense of the pain and the lesson learned is always valuable to my peace of mind.
I don't whine about how I'm blameless now. I say... ohhhhhhhhhh I see... I get it... I won't make that mistake again. Wisdom isn't gained at no cost, it's earned by taking the lumps you deserve, to learn the lessons you must. "Getting it"... is a victory. Hurts like hell sometimes, but that's life.
My hope every day is to learn something about myself I didn't know the day before. I pattern my actions now in a way that includes enough forethought to limit my bad karma. I try to avoid hurting others, and when they hurt me I look for the lesson. I don't attempt to retaliate... karma will sort it out quite well without my help.
We each learn at our own pace, but only if we study. I know there are some who'll never understand. I may feel sorrow for the one's who endlessly pay time-and-time again for the same mistakes, but force feeding enlightenment isn't an option. All I can do is learn from my mistakes and profit from the karma that earns me delight. In either case nowadays I gain ground. Think about it.... Let it ride.... Then decide!!!!
Tuesday, November 27, 2012
DON'T BE A PUSHOVER
TODAY'S QUOTE:
Don't be pushed by your problems. Be led by your dreams. - Author Unknown
Trouble can push you face down or tumble you backasswards in an instant. There really is no defense against the pressure of being blindsided by tragedy. The best we can do... really is the best we can do during the tempests. Afterward it's pick up the pieces, rebuild, and carry on. Most of us find the strength once the shock gets out of our way. But issues that don't fall into that category shouldn't be treated as if they do.
Most problems we can see gathering strength before they hit us full force. We can find a solution and embrace it, or face a fact... however unpleasant. Any other options are really a waste of precious time and energy. The things we can change we should. The things we cannot alter will alter us until we become part of the problem... face facts... regroup... then move forward.
So what if, "IT IS WHAT IT IS" isn't something you bargained for? Not liking something won't make it vanish or rearrange it into a pattern that fits you in complete comfort. When I'm forced by life to wear an outfit that isn't flattering, I make sure I accessorize as close to perfection as possible.
I've come to understand that when everything else around me is fluid, my dream is a solid rock to stand upon. No matter what else happens, no matter who does what, as long as I stay centered I cannot be totally upended. Everyone needs a dream they can depend on, that comes from the part of them that belongs only to them. Without that rope to grasp it's all too easy to be pushed headlong into deep water. If you've got one, use it and let go of the issue before you need a tissue. Think about it.... Let it ride.... Then decide!!!!
Don't be pushed by your problems. Be led by your dreams. - Author Unknown
Trouble can push you face down or tumble you backasswards in an instant. There really is no defense against the pressure of being blindsided by tragedy. The best we can do... really is the best we can do during the tempests. Afterward it's pick up the pieces, rebuild, and carry on. Most of us find the strength once the shock gets out of our way. But issues that don't fall into that category shouldn't be treated as if they do.
Most problems we can see gathering strength before they hit us full force. We can find a solution and embrace it, or face a fact... however unpleasant. Any other options are really a waste of precious time and energy. The things we can change we should. The things we cannot alter will alter us until we become part of the problem... face facts... regroup... then move forward.
So what if, "IT IS WHAT IT IS" isn't something you bargained for? Not liking something won't make it vanish or rearrange it into a pattern that fits you in complete comfort. When I'm forced by life to wear an outfit that isn't flattering, I make sure I accessorize as close to perfection as possible.
I've come to understand that when everything else around me is fluid, my dream is a solid rock to stand upon. No matter what else happens, no matter who does what, as long as I stay centered I cannot be totally upended. Everyone needs a dream they can depend on, that comes from the part of them that belongs only to them. Without that rope to grasp it's all too easy to be pushed headlong into deep water. If you've got one, use it and let go of the issue before you need a tissue. Think about it.... Let it ride.... Then decide!!!!
Saturday, November 24, 2012
THE TRUTH ABOUT AGE
TODAY'S
QUOTE:
"Age is not a
particularly interesting subject. Anyone can get old. All you have to do is live
long enough.".... Groucho Marx, 1890-1977, American
Comedian
Aging takes no
special talent, just hang out and it'll happen eventually. Agelessness is an art
form, but simple aging is little more inspired than any other habit. Spirit age
seems the real decider, because numbers upon paper say nothing about us worth
hearing.
Be as young as
you're able and no older than you must... that's my chosen plan of action, as
well as very sound advice. Give to life only the price demanded and not even one
wrinkle more. Trust me if you live long enough you'll have a fair share. Refuse
to donate any face-space for wadding up when you can avoid
it.
Remembering a
few simple facts can cut down on the deep creases dug by any heartache. A broken
heart mends much easier than a broken spirit. Chest wounds are inevitable, but a
crushed soul only occurs if its master allows the pressure. Face facts. It is
what it is. A wish will never change truth, no matter how pure its
intention.
Make peace
with reality. Know the difference between what is real and what is simply hoped
for. When seen clearly it can be dealt with in the same fashion. The truth may
cause a much deeper injury to the heart, but the soul will be safe. What is real
from your point-of-view is your reality.
Each person
sees from a different vantage point. Always place more trust in actions than in
any words spoken. Deceitful facts can be easily hidden behind pretty lyrics
we need to hear. Love may be unconditional, but trust needs proving. Never
invest more faith in others than you spend upon yourself.
Life isn't
always as it seems at first glance. What is visible to the masses often has
little or nothing to do with our reality. Love isn't always as trouble free as
it should be, or as equally balanced. Like the song say, "every point of refuge
has its price.
And the price
of paying too much is a face that shows the miles traveled in the lines traced
there. Worry deposits more, yet gains nothing in return. Stress leaves its mark,
as well. By taking a careful look at reality we can make decisions
or adjustments that minimize the damage we suffer. Putting things into
perspective creates better facial restoration than plastic surgery ever could.
Keep your soul healthy and your face will age gracefully. Think about it... let
it ride... then YOU decide!!!
Friday, November 23, 2012
OUR FATAL REACTION
TODAY'S
QUOTE:
It's not stress that kills us, it is our reaction to it.... Hans Selye
The pressure we apply daily to our own nervous systems can be deadly. The fact that often it's totally unnecessary doesn't seem to slow us down much. We can't move a mountain by vibrating at its base with the power of unhinged thoughts. We can't alter what is already crazy, by adding more insanity. But we try as if it's our destiny to fight fire with fire! What we end up with after enough pointless battles is ashes for brains.
We're not to blame for every misfortune, or responsible for every solution. Why do we so often excuse others for faults or actions we would never allow in ourselves? We often place heavier burdens on our own backs than anyone else would ever dream of asking us to carry. There aren't any true rewards for back breaking or brain boiling our way through life. Doctor's bills and a pretty casket don't seem like much compensation to me.
We become our own worst enemy, without really trying. We make demands of ourselves that we would never dream of anyone else ever living up to. We get into the habit and then simply repeat over and over. If we stop being a slave to our reactions things do change. Breaking that cycle is so much easier than we realize.
Rethinking negative patterns and fashioning reaction that are a more comfortable fit just makes perfect sense. Stressing over most things is as useless as running in place in a marathon. We wear out long before getting even a few inches closer to a winning position. Energy expended is totally wasted, then when the real struggle begins we are simply too tired to do anything besides be its victim. Be easy on yourself over the small shit and the big shit won't stink nearly as much. And as always.... Think about it.... Let it ride.... Then YOU decide!!!!
It's not stress that kills us, it is our reaction to it.... Hans Selye
The pressure we apply daily to our own nervous systems can be deadly. The fact that often it's totally unnecessary doesn't seem to slow us down much. We can't move a mountain by vibrating at its base with the power of unhinged thoughts. We can't alter what is already crazy, by adding more insanity. But we try as if it's our destiny to fight fire with fire! What we end up with after enough pointless battles is ashes for brains.
We're not to blame for every misfortune, or responsible for every solution. Why do we so often excuse others for faults or actions we would never allow in ourselves? We often place heavier burdens on our own backs than anyone else would ever dream of asking us to carry. There aren't any true rewards for back breaking or brain boiling our way through life. Doctor's bills and a pretty casket don't seem like much compensation to me.
We become our own worst enemy, without really trying. We make demands of ourselves that we would never dream of anyone else ever living up to. We get into the habit and then simply repeat over and over. If we stop being a slave to our reactions things do change. Breaking that cycle is so much easier than we realize.
Rethinking negative patterns and fashioning reaction that are a more comfortable fit just makes perfect sense. Stressing over most things is as useless as running in place in a marathon. We wear out long before getting even a few inches closer to a winning position. Energy expended is totally wasted, then when the real struggle begins we are simply too tired to do anything besides be its victim. Be easy on yourself over the small shit and the big shit won't stink nearly as much. And as always.... Think about it.... Let it ride.... Then YOU decide!!!!
Thursday, November 22, 2012
EXERCISES IN COURAGE
TODAY'S
QUOTE:"We
learn to fly not by becoming fearless, but by the daily practice of courage."...
Sam Keen
If flight is your dream, you must be willing to spread your wings and take a huge leap of faith into the unknown. Free falling takes balls. It demands more courage than most of us possess. Our only options are to give up here, or cultivate some... some how.... some way. When in doubt practice is a perfect place to start. With enough exercise most anything becomes doable. I'd much rather work hard on rising up than spend any energy holding myself down.
Some people spend their whole lives fighting primal urges for freedom of one sort or another. The rut they own holds less terror than the unknown. What if they fail? Oh yeah, but what if they don't? The trade off for settling on what is... is that you never, ever get to know what could have been. Bad or good it's gone. For me, that would be a bitter pill that I'd never fully swallow.
Soaring is within reach, yet all too few take the trouble to seek their true hearts desire. Reaching them is never certain, but it seems a crime to let that stop us from even trying. Fear is not our friend. Why do we so often make it our constant companion? Terror has dug more bottomless pits and buried more good people than I like to even imagine. I know this because I used to reside in one.
I finally got a clue and became more fearful of being satisfied with the status-quo than I was of leaping headlong into the unknown. I figured the rut wasn't going anywhere even if I did. That's the only good thing about a rut, it's there if you need it. Not needing it has been the journey of my lifetime. Whatever happens next, I'd do it all again.
Life is meant to be lived by taking upward steps, one after another toward first one goal... and then the next, so our golden years aren't a time of bitter regret. Any fear we face head-on will eventually evaporate to nothing. Remember that and half the battle is won. We give it power by embracing it in the first place. The simple truth is fear has a hard time holding onto us after we let go of it.
Find the courage to take the first step... and the next one will be much less terrifying. Sure there are times when we trip up and land on our face, or slip and slide to a lower level, but the stairs remain stationary. No searching is ever necessary, remounting is all it takes. Don't simply stand there waiting for the escalator that doesn't exist... lift one foot then the next and climb on. Think about it.... Let it ride.... Then decide!!!!
If flight is your dream, you must be willing to spread your wings and take a huge leap of faith into the unknown. Free falling takes balls. It demands more courage than most of us possess. Our only options are to give up here, or cultivate some... some how.... some way. When in doubt practice is a perfect place to start. With enough exercise most anything becomes doable. I'd much rather work hard on rising up than spend any energy holding myself down.
Some people spend their whole lives fighting primal urges for freedom of one sort or another. The rut they own holds less terror than the unknown. What if they fail? Oh yeah, but what if they don't? The trade off for settling on what is... is that you never, ever get to know what could have been. Bad or good it's gone. For me, that would be a bitter pill that I'd never fully swallow.
Soaring is within reach, yet all too few take the trouble to seek their true hearts desire. Reaching them is never certain, but it seems a crime to let that stop us from even trying. Fear is not our friend. Why do we so often make it our constant companion? Terror has dug more bottomless pits and buried more good people than I like to even imagine. I know this because I used to reside in one.
I finally got a clue and became more fearful of being satisfied with the status-quo than I was of leaping headlong into the unknown. I figured the rut wasn't going anywhere even if I did. That's the only good thing about a rut, it's there if you need it. Not needing it has been the journey of my lifetime. Whatever happens next, I'd do it all again.
Life is meant to be lived by taking upward steps, one after another toward first one goal... and then the next, so our golden years aren't a time of bitter regret. Any fear we face head-on will eventually evaporate to nothing. Remember that and half the battle is won. We give it power by embracing it in the first place. The simple truth is fear has a hard time holding onto us after we let go of it.
Find the courage to take the first step... and the next one will be much less terrifying. Sure there are times when we trip up and land on our face, or slip and slide to a lower level, but the stairs remain stationary. No searching is ever necessary, remounting is all it takes. Don't simply stand there waiting for the escalator that doesn't exist... lift one foot then the next and climb on. Think about it.... Let it ride.... Then decide!!!!
Wednesday, November 21, 2012
MENTAL STARCH
TODAY'S QUOTE:
Faith, to my mind, is a stiffening process, a sort of mental starch...
E. M. Forster
Two words define faith in a fashion that my soul understands, even when my brain gets muddled, or my heart gets bruised. For me, "complete confidence" says it all. No matter what has happened in my lifetime I've always possessed faith. Any issue that has ever occurred was never because of any lack of faith on my part. Most often it has been the direction I pointed it toward that has been faulty.
Just saying that made me pause... I want so strongly to make it clear that I don't believe it was an error to have confidence in the people I've loved. My error was that I went so very long without having any confidence in myself. I should have placed more value in my own ability. I should have never blamed myself when others broke my trust. It took me almost a lifetime to realize how very special I am... how capable... how worthy of trust... how forgiving... not perfect, but perfectly comfortable inside my skin.
I've very often deserved more than I've received from others. The default wasn't mine, yet I hugged it to me as if it were something I could alter with just a bit more effort. When I stopped having blind faith in others and invested complete confidence in my own worth, things balanced out to a place where I found peace.
People didn't stop disappointing me, but their shortcomings became their own issues. If they screwed up I didn't abandon them, unless screwing up was all they ever did. If I love someone, but they're dangerous to my soul, I may have to put distance between us... but the love remains. My faith in others isn't endless. But my confidence in myself is, or falling back into old patterns would be my just punishment.
It took me ages to iron out the wrinkles inside of me that cruel words and clenched fists applied so unjustly. It took me longer still to apply the starch that stiffened my resolve to never again be a willing victim.
I begin each new relationship with anyone, both friend or lover by placing complete confidence in both of us really being who we say we are. I'm wide-open... unprotected by the safety that any doubt would supply. Hopeful rose colored glasses sitting loosely upon my face. I have complete confidence in who I am, and the value of what I have to give. Any loss of trust is their doing, because I'm real to the soul. Knock my rosy shades off and it's just never quite the same.
If the betrayal is bad enough and the love isn't deep then I let go and travel on. A bit wiser, but still intact. If the love is deep then I show my sorrow and explain my position. I allow time for understanding, but I'll protect myself by caring just a bit less. Every wound will shrink fondness, until nothing of value remains.
I give fair warning by both word then deed. All my relationships, both large or small, have the same warning labels. Don't view this quiet person as simple. Don't see my forgiving soul as a blank check to redeem for any amount of agony. Don't imagine simply because you seek to deceive that I swallow blindly. Don't push at me endlessly, imaging I'll always spring back and carry on as before. One push too many and I may just roll away.
And never underestimate yourself and the incredible possibilities a bit of starch applied to a mind can create. Have complete confidence in yourself, before you dole it out to others. It isn't an either or kind of thing. You don't have to abandon self to gift love to anyone else. Better to hold on tight always to the faith you earned yourself above what you bet on anyone else. Emotional bankruptcy can be avoided with just the right amount of starch applied. Think about it.... Let it ride.... Then decide!!!!
Faith, to my mind, is a stiffening process, a sort of mental starch...
E. M. Forster
Two words define faith in a fashion that my soul understands, even when my brain gets muddled, or my heart gets bruised. For me, "complete confidence" says it all. No matter what has happened in my lifetime I've always possessed faith. Any issue that has ever occurred was never because of any lack of faith on my part. Most often it has been the direction I pointed it toward that has been faulty.
Just saying that made me pause... I want so strongly to make it clear that I don't believe it was an error to have confidence in the people I've loved. My error was that I went so very long without having any confidence in myself. I should have placed more value in my own ability. I should have never blamed myself when others broke my trust. It took me almost a lifetime to realize how very special I am... how capable... how worthy of trust... how forgiving... not perfect, but perfectly comfortable inside my skin.
I've very often deserved more than I've received from others. The default wasn't mine, yet I hugged it to me as if it were something I could alter with just a bit more effort. When I stopped having blind faith in others and invested complete confidence in my own worth, things balanced out to a place where I found peace.
People didn't stop disappointing me, but their shortcomings became their own issues. If they screwed up I didn't abandon them, unless screwing up was all they ever did. If I love someone, but they're dangerous to my soul, I may have to put distance between us... but the love remains. My faith in others isn't endless. But my confidence in myself is, or falling back into old patterns would be my just punishment.
It took me ages to iron out the wrinkles inside of me that cruel words and clenched fists applied so unjustly. It took me longer still to apply the starch that stiffened my resolve to never again be a willing victim.
I begin each new relationship with anyone, both friend or lover by placing complete confidence in both of us really being who we say we are. I'm wide-open... unprotected by the safety that any doubt would supply. Hopeful rose colored glasses sitting loosely upon my face. I have complete confidence in who I am, and the value of what I have to give. Any loss of trust is their doing, because I'm real to the soul. Knock my rosy shades off and it's just never quite the same.
If the betrayal is bad enough and the love isn't deep then I let go and travel on. A bit wiser, but still intact. If the love is deep then I show my sorrow and explain my position. I allow time for understanding, but I'll protect myself by caring just a bit less. Every wound will shrink fondness, until nothing of value remains.
I give fair warning by both word then deed. All my relationships, both large or small, have the same warning labels. Don't view this quiet person as simple. Don't see my forgiving soul as a blank check to redeem for any amount of agony. Don't imagine simply because you seek to deceive that I swallow blindly. Don't push at me endlessly, imaging I'll always spring back and carry on as before. One push too many and I may just roll away.
And never underestimate yourself and the incredible possibilities a bit of starch applied to a mind can create. Have complete confidence in yourself, before you dole it out to others. It isn't an either or kind of thing. You don't have to abandon self to gift love to anyone else. Better to hold on tight always to the faith you earned yourself above what you bet on anyone else. Emotional bankruptcy can be avoided with just the right amount of starch applied. Think about it.... Let it ride.... Then decide!!!!
Sunday, November 18, 2012
SILENT CONVERSATIONS
TODAY'S QUOTE:
Silences make the real conversations between friends. Not the saying but the never needing to say is what counts... Margaret Lee Runbeck
If we're lucky friends like that come along early and stay late. If we're blessed they come along midway and linger forevermore. I've been mostly blessed, and have had the good fortune to gather together a group of women with whom I can be silent in total comfort.
They "get me"! I "get them"! Perhaps they aren't always turned into each other, yet their connection to me has been a bridge that any one of them could cross in safety. Jealousy isn't a factor... it's their respect for each others special place in my life that keeps them from overstepping.
They listen, but never judge! They respond without resentment! They rescue me without bitching, when the need arises! Their homes are scattered, but they all share a precious trait. I'm always safe wherever they reside! They don't lie, neither do I, so trust is complete on all sides.
In a life that has held so much pain and disillusionment they have been steadfast in their devotion. Most of the joy I experienced during my darkest days came from easy silences with sister-friends who simply loved me in spite of myself.
It's always been my nature to look for the best in others. Even the worst among us have precious portions that respond to kindness. I used to believe every word ever said by anyone I loved. I've outgrown that, which often makes for silent agony. Sometimes "IT IS WHAT IT IS"... and nothing more.
Life is a bitter-sweet thing. If we're lucky there is enough of a balance between the two to teach us what we need to know. If we have too much sunshine then any storm will uproot us in an instant. If we have too much rain then any sunny day is spent head down mopping up the mess. Pain has value, cause nothing else makes us appreciate pleasure more completely.
Today I give thanks for the friends who know it all, every twisted turn.. and love me as much as I love them. The journey has been both as rough as it gets, and as smooth as can be. I carry each of them with me always. They surround me in all kinds of weather.
Vicky shines from the handy work hanging above my desk, saying I'm truly family. Net smiles from a photo so sweet that I can hear her beloved giggle. Charity and Nancy stand hand-in-hand inside a memory so dark that they shimmer like angels. Mary is the glue that held me together, when nothing else could.
Linda with class lives just across the way, which gives me more comfort than I can even begin to say. Patt's love supports my soul and she believes I'm worthy of my task. Jackie loves me too and reminds me of all the reasons why; we both cherish a forever friendship that developed at first sight. Devin will always be hooked to my soul by love of her spirit and a flickering lamps proof of the power of ducks.
Joan shares coffee with me every morning in a cup fashioned by the magic of love. Bonnie Sue hangs above my head, in a beaded angel that says everything will be okay... no matter what! Dee is in cards sent across the sea, and Iggly is too. Andi is as shinny and sweet as the jewels made with loving hands. Tammy who I loved so much, for not nearly long enough resides here too.
In life I can think of nothing as everlasting as the circle of sisters that every woman possesses. I can think of nothing quite as comforting as a shared special silence that says everything. Thanks my sisters... I love you all! And welcome to any new that come, it isn't the length of love that matters... it's the depth. Think about it.... let it ride.... then decide!!!!
Silences make the real conversations between friends. Not the saying but the never needing to say is what counts... Margaret Lee Runbeck
If we're lucky friends like that come along early and stay late. If we're blessed they come along midway and linger forevermore. I've been mostly blessed, and have had the good fortune to gather together a group of women with whom I can be silent in total comfort.
They "get me"! I "get them"! Perhaps they aren't always turned into each other, yet their connection to me has been a bridge that any one of them could cross in safety. Jealousy isn't a factor... it's their respect for each others special place in my life that keeps them from overstepping.
They listen, but never judge! They respond without resentment! They rescue me without bitching, when the need arises! Their homes are scattered, but they all share a precious trait. I'm always safe wherever they reside! They don't lie, neither do I, so trust is complete on all sides.
In a life that has held so much pain and disillusionment they have been steadfast in their devotion. Most of the joy I experienced during my darkest days came from easy silences with sister-friends who simply loved me in spite of myself.
It's always been my nature to look for the best in others. Even the worst among us have precious portions that respond to kindness. I used to believe every word ever said by anyone I loved. I've outgrown that, which often makes for silent agony. Sometimes "IT IS WHAT IT IS"... and nothing more.
Life is a bitter-sweet thing. If we're lucky there is enough of a balance between the two to teach us what we need to know. If we have too much sunshine then any storm will uproot us in an instant. If we have too much rain then any sunny day is spent head down mopping up the mess. Pain has value, cause nothing else makes us appreciate pleasure more completely.
Today I give thanks for the friends who know it all, every twisted turn.. and love me as much as I love them. The journey has been both as rough as it gets, and as smooth as can be. I carry each of them with me always. They surround me in all kinds of weather.
Vicky shines from the handy work hanging above my desk, saying I'm truly family. Net smiles from a photo so sweet that I can hear her beloved giggle. Charity and Nancy stand hand-in-hand inside a memory so dark that they shimmer like angels. Mary is the glue that held me together, when nothing else could.
Linda with class lives just across the way, which gives me more comfort than I can even begin to say. Patt's love supports my soul and she believes I'm worthy of my task. Jackie loves me too and reminds me of all the reasons why; we both cherish a forever friendship that developed at first sight. Devin will always be hooked to my soul by love of her spirit and a flickering lamps proof of the power of ducks.
Joan shares coffee with me every morning in a cup fashioned by the magic of love. Bonnie Sue hangs above my head, in a beaded angel that says everything will be okay... no matter what! Dee is in cards sent across the sea, and Iggly is too. Andi is as shinny and sweet as the jewels made with loving hands. Tammy who I loved so much, for not nearly long enough resides here too.
In life I can think of nothing as everlasting as the circle of sisters that every woman possesses. I can think of nothing quite as comforting as a shared special silence that says everything. Thanks my sisters... I love you all! And welcome to any new that come, it isn't the length of love that matters... it's the depth. Think about it.... let it ride.... then decide!!!!
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