This is a strange day but I got to thinking after a series of events involving friends, why do we do make friends?The events leading up to this was brought on by one friend's depression, another's pointed inquiry in my life, one struggling with work and another who was afraid of the leap our friendships can demand.
I will attempt no witty insight or even try to drum up my inner Hallmark to tug at one's heart.
Rather I will just put it out there.
Today I offer you the chance to place your insightful thoughts, favorite quotes, or even personal stories on my blog .
All I ask is that one does not labor too much with their response. Treat this excersise like we do in art class as a quick 2 minute drawing. Just let your mind wander and your fingers respond. You will be shocked at how honest one can be under these time limits.
One last thing to get the wheels rolling. I was raised in a religious home so it would be fitting that I would have an echo happening today within me. So I will conclude here with a verse.
"A mirror reflects a man's face, but what he is really like is shown by the kind of friends he chooses."
- Proverbs 27:19
(Thank you for stopping by today.)
Photo Credit: Carmen and Michael share a beer on her stoop in Brooklyn. It was one of those magical nights that haughts us as time passes by. I miss Carmen and my other girl, New York.
6 comments:
ok, i'll bite on this one.
"To know someone here or there
with whom you can feel
there is understanding
in spite of distances or
thoughts expressed
That can make life a garden."
-Goethe
This man could write!!!
"Each friend represents a world in us, a world possibly not born until they arrive, and it is only by this meeting that a new world is born."
- Anais Nin
It is the ultimate compliment when a person chooses to spend their time with you. For me, its like my soul's pat on the back. That inexplicable connection to another is what fuels me. Time and distance can't effect it. Its very rare, but there's little I value more. There are people you are just meant to know, that make you grow and be better than you were the day before you met them.
Tommy, you are one of those people to me... even though we've never spent more than 5 minutes in the same room. My soul is bigger for having met you.
So thank you.
-Cyn
"Champagne for my real friends and real pain for my sham friends."
— Anglo-Irish painter Francis Bacon (preceding Tom Waits and Fall Out Boy)
Making new friends- real friends - not just aquaintances - its hard. Making time, intentionally making yourself vulnerable. Oh its just painful.
I've been blessed to enjoy an intimate network of freinds who enlivened my soul for 15 years. Key members, however, have left for ocean views, forcing me to find new people to fill my life.
New people with new energy that will influence me in new ways are slowly beginning to arrive. As if others had to leave to make room for new perspective. Like a force of nature, people come in and out of our lives, shaping our terrain. Can it really be controlled? Molded? Or are these things more organic than we are willing to admit?
Tommy - I took days -too many days to search for the perfect bit to post here. Do you know how many quotes there are on friendship... do you know how many of them are pure drivel... too many! It's not about the perfect bit...I finally came to realize. It's about taking joy in being together thru good and bad... and thinking of each other when you are separated by time and/or space. I am so thankful for your friendship -and am thinking of you today!! - there it is - from the heart. From me to you friend. :)
You are a wonderful person.... and we are at the beginning of a pretty cool journey... for this I am grateful.
PS -I love both of the quotes...
Goethe and Anais Nin - they are so perfect.
I'm a lone wolf, who is content to hang by myself for days at a time. But, and this I believe goes to the heart of your query, I am a human, a social animal. Thus, after spending much time by myself I need the company of other humans, their presence, conversation, interaction. Without that, I'm submerging my essential humanity, and would eventually shrink and twist into some sort of stunted, eccentric version of myself. When I'm around my dearest friends, and you're one of them, Tommy, afterwards I feel good. Laughter, the sharing of thoughts, raised voices intersecting like an Altman soundtrack, is essential. When I have a good night or day of that, I can go back into my cave for another week or so, be alone, and it's ok. Friends are our connection with the greater mass of our brothers and sisters; we can't know everybody, can't spend time with folks all over the globe, although we can try our best. But we can foster a closer network of support with those who we feel a bond.
Hey, another interesting topic concerning friends would be: why do we lose friends? Why do we cut people off, or get cut off?
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