It's been a while. How have you been? I have a friend named Evan. I liked him before I even met him, but that happens so often. I like everyone. He and I understand each other fairly well. I know exactly what he means whenever he says something. He's very good at reading people, but has a problem doing it with me. He gets bored with people easily because he knows everything that they will do. He doesn't really know what's going on with me, though. We often share the same thoughts and feelings. I don't know if I am just more connected to him in some way, or I just notice it more because he points it out. I just wondered what your thoughts are on him. And I wondered if there's anything between us that I don't know about. Maybe something in our past lives? I have no idea. I made a friend a month or so ago named Tony. He often compliments me in how I see things. I think things are beautiful, as he does, and I like my life, as he likes his. He thinks there's something really beautiful about me. He's really glad that we met and.. I don't really know. Do you have any thoughts on him? He just thinks that there's something about me, and he doesn't really know what it is. He doesn't know why he's drawn so strongly to me. Thank you for everything. I hope you're all well.
Hi Juliet So good to hear from you. I often wonder, as all things change, how old friends, and ones I have met on this forum are doing. If you do not mind I am going to get a little more intense, and deeper into this answer than I might have. The reason is because every now, and again There are these questions, and moments that sit in front of your face, and make you see yourself, and others from many different sides. Today I weep for love, for connections, and for what simple truths are. The faith to believe when there are no promises, and yet you count your blessing, as though you understand from the heart, that this moment too was why we woke up asking to face this day. Love, reaching out, or connecting is simply a choice. We build the emotions around these places. You will hear everything from “We were meant to be together, to fate was on our side, old business you understand from past lives, and we just love each other, and a million more reasons we try to put into words. Asking Oh is this what this is about. Relationships, and friendships are like paintings, and still life photos that we create within ourselves. We choose the frames What turns someone on with recognition, and or an excuse to play the games they do, will always seem a mystery. The truth is we choose the steps we take, often finding the narrow selfishness that wraps around us is no more than a blind eye to justify why we rise, and fall to color the justifications of our own wants, and desires. We are here to learn, and grow. The work is inside each heart. Love is pure openness, with one embrace, and connection searching for a way to express itself on a long road of being true to our natures. Love is not exclusive, stagnate or possessive, and or selfish. Love is wholeness looking for a way to share the light from within the depth of a spirit looking through the eyes of a flesh made shell. We are our own hope. The many paths love takes is from our own awareness of what makes us feel good, and the games we seek to play with our own hearts at times. If we were so willing to fondle the center of our own truth, and being would we not love others as we love ourselves. Would we not want for others what makes them whole inside. Would we not dream of perfect worlds, and someone ( including ourselves) seeing the beauty inside. Would we not feed the nature of purity, and trust so we might understand compassion. Would we ask if flames of passion energy are as much our teachers, and reflections, as they are our door to being more than we dreamed we could be. Would we not understand we are not alone, just single moments looking for a way to build on the greater whole of becoming one inside, and out. We all have our Evans, Tony’s, Bills, Bobs, Dave’s, Georges, Smiths and Jones, Faiths, Rosemary’ s ,, Jennifer’s, Sally’s, Graces, to name a few. The reason they have crossed our path at all is for the energy we put out, what we take in, and the focus we look through. Where you let your choices take you is a choice. Each will add to you a stroke of different vibration of your already awakening awareness. Like notes in a song. The trust factor is knowing you can trust who you are, and embrace the deeper commitments inside of what it means to be whole, and what Love and friendship mean to you. Nothing is forever, and all we have is eternity showing us we are illusions, and spirits wanting to be real in flesh. This validation takes us to beds we never looked at understanding how they were made. So relationships, and friendships come, and go. We rise and fall with the orgasm of truth, and completeness. We feel our emotions, and seek our deeper dreams to open our sacred places. We find our vulnerability is but the willingness to leap into the abyss of nakedness. We are what we choose this moment to be. We are what we face in each other. We are what we do, and say to each other and to ourselves. Wondering at times if our words, and honor hold no more than what we “Need” or “Wish” for. The truth is we are spirit seeking a way to heal the innocents, and memory of why we exist, and live at all. Asking are we the other side come through, or just lights going out while looking for a way home inside the dark nights of our souls understandings. Love promises to find our way if we let go. Let me leave you with this poem. {FOR THIS MOMENT} For this moment We came through. To see with eyes not always open, To feel with hands that have lost the virgins touch. To hear with clarity the words spoken in deeper truths. For this moment We came through. This is the way it is you know. For this moment we choose what we are by what we do. How we touch another And what makes us whole inside. For this moment we came to get over the proverbial fence of time To show us where the edge of the abyss is Inside the fog so low to the grounds we walk. For this moment we ask not for who we are but for assurance we will become. For this moment we are forever And nothing more than spirit Calling out We are. We are the thoughts, and choices bubbling up from within. We are the whole. A breath in living. For this moment. We are the dying too.
