Connections

One of the things I love the most about my Summer of Nothing is waking up, lying in bed, and deciding what I feel like doing for the day. Of course, there are some non-negotiables like coffee, meditation, reading Emerson, exercise, and a dip in some body of water, but for the large part of the day, I can do whatever I want.

One of the things I keep finding myself doing after I run but before I drink my morning green juice is cruising over to my friend Lacey's house for a morning cup or five of french press. We sit on the patio of her cottage by the beach, sip coffee, and talk about life. We talk in the way old friends do about the past, the present, the future or maybe all three because according to quantom theory they're happening simultaneously, anyway, so why not cover all bases.

I value this time because Lacey is golden and friendly and clever as hell.

Her wit rubs off on me and together we are more than the sum of our parts. We stay laughing most of the time, even if its through tears at some stupid lesson (read; mistake) one of us is going through or supposed to be learning from.

But the way she helps me look at life keeps me smiling, in check, and on my path. She never tells me what she thinks I should do, only offers mostly impartial perspectives I might otherwise fail to see.

Anais Nan says, "We do not see things as they are, we see things as we are."

Thinking can be our worst enemy at times. We are programmed with our unique schema of the world, and stepping out of our own perspective can be a challenge without the help of another. Sometimes, we need another frame of refrence to bridge our path north, if that's where we intend to go. Of course, we sift through the pieces of alternative view point and decide which will help us grow in the direction we want, or which to take with a grain of salt, a shot of tequila, and a prayer for the good of all involved because sometimes that next day can really creep up on you and you have to think about these things when you're an adult.

You are the sum of the five people you spend the most time with.

I like being around people who help me grow, who challenge me when I'm wrong, and who know when to stop talking even if I'm wrong because maybe I can't handle admitting it in that moment. Good friends know this because they're connected like that.

In my seemingly infinite amounts of free time and flow, I'm savoring the connections that enhance me and examining those that bring out the less savory parts of myself.

Flowers and weeds both grow toward the light, but the adoration of one over the other is obvious.