Tag: friendship
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The joy
of simple things,that aren’tthings. A genuinesmile,connection.Sipping wine,whilecooking everydayfood.Laughter.Kinship.Appreciationfor theother’sspecialness,rarities, quirksandoverallgoodness. Contentmentin easyconnection.Followed byeasy partings,knowing thatthiseveryday event,will happenagain. This isthe beautyof aneverydaylife,well-lived,forever gratefulfor theseno-longer-strangersand theirprofoundimpact. ~Lu
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I love
being greedywith time.Splashing it aroundlike it’s a nearunlimited resource. Oh wait,it is. Whenit comes to theright people,that is. So who exactlyare thesefolks?They arethe multipliers,the do-gooders,the joy-bringers,and the trueparticipants tothis, yourone preciouslife. They bringknives,to cut through thecrap.They bring crumpledup maps,of places and mindscapesthey’ve explored.Sometimes,they bringvisions that wouldput even theOracle of Delphito shame. And perhaps,most importantly,they bring…
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I put
three bottles of winein the fridgethis morning:rosé,pinotage,and a cap classiqueI’d been saving.That said, this volumeof alcoholis alsomorethan I haveconsumed inthe lastsix months. So whatis actuallyhappeninghere? Well, see,I’m doing thatthingthat mosthumans dowhen we likesomeone,and also feela littlenervous…We pull outall thestopsto try toimpress them. I realisedwhat I wasdoingby the timeI closed thefridgedoor. And yes,I do believethat, in…
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I watch
as Synchronicity cast her silver thread, and draws us closer together. You come into view and I finally really see you: at once a boy, a shaman, an elder, a god. We both look away not sure what to make of this mysterious kinship. When souls collide there may be a bang, most often though…
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Obulu
says the man making my coffee exactly so, just right, and to my exact and specific requirement. Obulu says this same man, far from his home struggling with government officials and bureaucratic paperwork as he steadily builds a better future for himself and his family, one smile and kind gesture at a time. Obulu smiles…
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Forest bathing for beginners
Dear Friend I see you I feel your warmth Our connection Laughter Early morning peace. We walk. We dissect. We judge. We cry. We holler, sometimes with laughter, and sometimes in pain. Husbands, dogs, lovers, work, kids, shoes, food, family, what next… And then we emerge. The same, yet new again. Bonded, yet free. And…