A Celebration
There was a dinner last night. A thanksgiving dinner. A celebration dinner. A dinner in honour of six special people who have guided me to this point in my life and given me the courage to take that leap of faith. People who are more than just friends. They are gemstones. As they sat around the table, cosy and intimate, I observed each one and remembered why they have become pillars in my life.
The hours slipped by, the candles burned low, the wax pooled on the table, people reached out for second helpings and those who had stuck to punch switched to wine. Backs were leaned back, legs stretched out or curled underneath, hands moving in graceful puncutation marks.
I watched these people, my precious friends. Each who had crossed a trecherous chasm in their lives, survived heart-shattering episodes and emerged stronger, wiser and even more beautiful. None of whom have PhDs, but who understand life better than those who do. Whose wisdom didn't come with age but with experience. Whose beauty comes not only from the face but from the soul. Who live their lives from their hearts and souls rather than by textbook rules. There are two kinds of people in this world. The first who could walk through life for 100 years with blinkers on and will leave the world with only 5 years of wisdom. And the second who could walk through life for 5 years with their minds, hearts, ears and eyes wide open, and will leave the world with 100 years worth of wisdom. My friends are of the second kind.
My heart swelled as I looked at each of their beautiful faces. For I knew that they didn't just see me for who I am, but who I could become.
There was a dinner last night. A thanksgiving dinner. A celebration dinner. A dinner in honour of six special people who have guided me to this point in my life and given me the courage to take that leap of faith. People who are more than just friends. They are gemstones. As they sat around the table, cosy and intimate, I observed each one and remembered why they have become pillars in my life.
The hours slipped by, the candles burned low, the wax pooled on the table, people reached out for second helpings and those who had stuck to punch switched to wine. Backs were leaned back, legs stretched out or curled underneath, hands moving in graceful puncutation marks.
I watched these people, my precious friends. Each who had crossed a trecherous chasm in their lives, survived heart-shattering episodes and emerged stronger, wiser and even more beautiful. None of whom have PhDs, but who understand life better than those who do. Whose wisdom didn't come with age but with experience. Whose beauty comes not only from the face but from the soul. Who live their lives from their hearts and souls rather than by textbook rules. There are two kinds of people in this world. The first who could walk through life for 100 years with blinkers on and will leave the world with only 5 years of wisdom. And the second who could walk through life for 5 years with their minds, hearts, ears and eyes wide open, and will leave the world with 100 years worth of wisdom. My friends are of the second kind.
My heart swelled as I looked at each of their beautiful faces. For I knew that they didn't just see me for who I am, but who I could become.
posted by starlight | 8:02 AM
5 Comments:
You are the true gem my friend. Congratulations on your awakening and thank you for giving me the opportunity to learn from you.
I agree with rafleesia in that you are the true gem my friend. It takes a lot of courage to walk the path and to share that experience with others is the most wonderful gift you can give back to the rest of humanity.
I am humbled by your simplicity and sincerity and feel privileged to know you for who you are now and all that I know you will become soon.
With much love and light
Your healer pal :)
'hands moving in graceful puncutation marks' , ah, lovely. What a nice tribute to soul-friends.
rafleesia - i'm humbled that you've learnt from me.
anon - thank you so much and even when you move halfway across the world, we will always be connected.
jane - lovely to see you here again! and thank you.
Starlight, starbright - I have been so busy that only now am I looking at your blogsite. Well done, my dear - you have gone from strength to strength, and I wish you well in all the years to come. Thank you for coming into our lives and sharing with us. Sorry about Whisky, tell P I only knew today. Love to you both.
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