Ja honey-ies, this week the most amazing things happened. One piece was a ritual monthly phone conversation with a dear friend, beginning, quite frankly, with all her grumpy being-real glory. Just jumped right in there with where she’s at and it was not delighted-with-the-world. How can it be with current miserable politics, and especially politics of the day and week? (That will be a separate post, which may or may not go onto my pegboard, the boundary work I am doing these years, this Administration.) What was amazing was the kind of authenticity my friend and I continue to build with each other. Of course I love that we both felt a mutual commitment (a Yes!) to nurture the friendship in spite of the fact that I moved to the west coast and coming up with creative ways to make that happen - mostly involving a one hour phone call usually once a month … What I love most is the level of trust that happens to actually in fact just be authentic, even it means expressing Being Blue and just UNINSPIRED. So that’s how we started this phone call. Not any anything fluffy or extra padding … Then we stayed with it … The commitment to stay with a connection … This is what I love about intimacy of all forms. Our conversation started to float … New ideas were formed, things we couldn't have predicted … And more than anything, new ideas that were connecting, healing, life giving, funny, just all around MORE … The measurable notes of this conversation I wish I had written down (but was knitting), because there IS more to be said, spiritually speaking … And meanwhile, it was just a drink of water from an oasis in the middle of a desert East and West Coasts … Which at the end of any day, any of my days, is the intangible thing I’m always going for … Thank you C, for today’s words and deeper harmony ….
My gratitude for today is this. And also the most splendid hike G and I took on the Coast this week … Visual proof of joy and gratitude here ::