The value of friendship is immeasurable. Nurturing these magical connections takes time, energy and intention. This labor of love has a return on investment beyond my wildest imaginings. My intimates help me learn and grow – they share my triumphs and tragedies. They are the best of life.
“If it’s true from the start
That the names of those we love
Are written on our hearts
And we’ll search ’til we find
In this jungle of confusion
Something that reminds us
How we love each other
Then I think I’ve found the clue
Because I’m certain I remember you“
Michael Franks wrote these words in his song “How I Remember You.”
The emotion this song evokes is how I experience my dearest and most beloved. I knew you before we met. We made a pact to help each other during the interlude of this lifetime. The bond of community; my sangha – is my greatest fortune.
Of this world or beyond – we keep each other; hold space for passage to meet our purpose.
Wherever you are, near or far – you’re still here.
“A chorus of sparrows in summer
Is how I remember you
The fire of maples in autumn
Is how I remember you
The Silence of snowfall in winter
Is how I remember you”
“Don’t walk in front of me… I may not follow
― Albert Camus
Don’t walk behind me… I may not lead
Walk beside me… just be my friend”
