"The world is a better place because you're here, and we are better because you're here. We couldn't be who we are without you. We couldn't see all that we can be without you." -- song for HT
Each person in my life, whom I trust, taps into a unique aspect of who I am, bringing out different melodies and fragrances and laughter and poignancy separate from the others. Aspects of love, or loyalty, compassion or wisdom. With some I listen well, others I ramble, with some I play music, with others I talk about health and fitness. Of course most overlap, but there are 'certain things' that some specialize in. Like sassing me, for example... or challenging me to dream. The friends who surprise me the most are the ones who bring out the silly in me. Perhaps because this feels the farthest from "guarded" that I get. To be with a friend like that is an absolute gift for my soul, like the idea of a jubilee year--replenishing, renewing, liberating me from limits, if that makes sense.
Each person in my life, whom I trust, taps into a unique aspect of who I am, bringing out different melodies and fragrances and laughter and poignancy separate from the others. Aspects of love, or loyalty, compassion or wisdom. With some I listen well, others I ramble, with some I play music, with others I talk about health and fitness. Of course most overlap, but there are 'certain things' that some specialize in. Like sassing me, for example... or challenging me to dream. The friends who surprise me the most are the ones who bring out the silly in me. Perhaps because this feels the farthest from "guarded" that I get. To be with a friend like that is an absolute gift for my soul, like the idea of a jubilee year--replenishing, renewing, liberating me from limits, if that makes sense.
One thing I am especially grateful for is friends who give me the gift of being able to delight in myself. They see things I do not see--and celebrate what they see. Teaching me to see it too, and enjoy who I am and delight in the becoming. Oh how narrow my view and small my world would be without friends.
“In each of my friends there is something that only some other friend can fully bring out. By myself I am not large enough to call the whole man into activity; I want other lights than my own to show all his facets. Now that Charles is dead, I shall never again see Ronald’s [Tolkien’s] reaction to a specifically Charles joke. Far from having more of Ronald, having him “to myself” now that Charles is away, I have less of Ronald… In this, Friendship exhibits a glorious “nearness by resemblance” to heaven itself where the very multitude of the blessed (which no man can number) increases the fruition which each of us has of God. For every soul, seeing Him in her own way, doubtless communicates that unique vision to all the rest. That, says an old author, is why the Seraphim in Isaiah’s vision are crying “Holy, Holy, Holy” to one another (Isaiah 6:3). The more we thus share the Heavenly Bread between us, the more we shall have.”
--C.S. Lewis
This sentence jumps at me: "Now that Charles is [gone], I shall never again see Ronald’s [Tolkien’s] reaction to a specifically Charles joke. Far from having more of Ronald, having him “to myself” now that Charles is away, I have less of Ronald…"
The reality of friends lost through move or decision hits me hard and challenges my heart. Not sure what to do with all that.
Feel it.
Let your heart speak.
Create space for something new.
This sentence jumps at me: "Now that Charles is [gone], I shall never again see Ronald’s [Tolkien’s] reaction to a specifically Charles joke. Far from having more of Ronald, having him “to myself” now that Charles is away, I have less of Ronald…"
The reality of friends lost through move or decision hits me hard and challenges my heart. Not sure what to do with all that.
Feel it.
Let your heart speak.
Create space for something new.
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