When you’re having a dark night of the soul, and it’s
lasting all day long, you have to reach out to speak to your friends. If you
just ask yourself what your friend would tell you you’d be on the way to being
all right. It’s sort of like bread
crumbs, that is, the trail that friends leave for they confirm and affirmation
yourself.
It’s true that good friends will call you out on your
stuff. That’s sort of like when your mom
would call you to dinner. In the city,
everyone could pick their mother’s voice out from the crowds of sounds that
people, buses, trucks, trains and everything else created and know it was time
for dinner.
Well, a friend calls you when you’re wrong and right. And
you know it is, as a friend of mine would say, “Spot on.” They got you and it’s time to go home for
dinner. This time it might be eating
crow but another time you might be able to have that dessert. The information from a friend doesn’t seem as
difficult to take, the being wrong part that is, as it might from someone else.
There’s power structures all over the place and somehow a friend is excluded
from them, they’re not a part of that cause and effect reflex many of us have
that makes us grit our teeth and grrrrrrrrrrrrr when our partners or
supervisors or whoever it is in the structure “above” us disagrees or
criticizes us. As Yoda might say,
“Amazing it is the power of going along with someone and finding common
ground.” Friends bring their own circle of peace along with them. That friend gene is ingenious. It’s the psyche’s soft judo. The energy is molded to the situation and
there’s a smooth turnover from the place you thought you were in to the one you
find yourself now. And sometimes that’s clear across the room.
If there’s not enough hours in your day let the dark
nights go. There’s got to be a better way. Talk to someone, talk to a friend.
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