There are many sayings about the people in our lives:
'It takes a village to raise a child'
'Keep your friends close, and your enemies closer'
'Together we stand, alone we fall'
'Friends are the family we get to choose'...
I sometimes wonder how true they, or any of them, are. But setting that aside, what struck me recently is that they all talk about plurals, groups, not individuals. We are social creatures, and company is essential.
I believe I came to this world as myself to experience the wonder, and to acknowledge the pricelessness, of community. I also believe I am not alone in such 'destiny', but rather that we all are so blessed. I give thanks for it every morning as I wake up, and every night as I go to sleep, right along blessing life and the marvel of the world.
It is then very distressing to feel the shredding of the fabric of humanity with individuals ripping others asunder, individuals calling to harm the other, individuals waging war, individuals... Why do individuals need to rip, tear and slash? To be able to slip in through the gaps, to be a part of a larger self, rather than believe themselves apart.
Maybe we should remind those who convinced themselves that they are on the wrong side of the veil that, like gossamer, it can be softly gathered, rather than slit. Gathered, like good friends for a drink and game, like family at a wedding, like children in a bear hug. Gathered, to engage in sharing love in myriad shapes and forms.
I chose a while back to move to a place I am not 100% happy with in order to spend more time with those I love, who are engaged in the activities I love. I chose to be in good company, but I also chose to be good company.
We all are good company.
Thank you for welcoming me among yours.
