savor

savor a life’s simple relationship as harmonious

the complication interludes do be parsimonious

i love myself and do believe that i am truly good and right

dear partner understand this please and do not hold to spite

i am but true to only you my heart is yours alone

the innuendo doubt and pain this thing do not condone

"I am arriving at that circle where one works on oneself as a gift to other people so that one doesn't create more suffering. I help people as I work on myself and I work on myself to help people."

~ Ram Dass

with thanks and appreciation to friend Darlene.

Advice from a friend...

Love…


1)   …and care for yourself first and foremost as you will need yourself first and foremost to care for you and all others.


2)   …your partner best next and expect that they will love you second only to themselves.  The love and support of your partner can be like no other and together you will conquer the world with support and compassion and understanding.


3)   …your family third.  They will love you best when they see you love yourself first and they see the example of a partner who will love and support you and whom you will love and support. 

People need each other.  A partner is a gift like no other to each other.  A partner is hard work but so worth the effort.

Vennt

Look out there.  Do you see it?  That is my circle!

Please respect it.  My circle is my experience. 

It contains my truth and my lies and my lies that have become my truth.

It is all the things I have seen and all the people I have known.

My circle is full of stuff all good, all bad, and everything in between.

It is simple and complex.  It is full of colour and music and poetry and stories.

It is love.  It has hate and hatred.  It is agony.  It is empathy and compassion.

It is friendships on all levels, it is full of things and people I like.

It is my love, it is me in love.  It is sex and it is frustration.

My circle is me.

My circle is my truth.

I look out there and I see you and I see your circle.

And I see his circle and her circle and I see the circles of everyone.

All of these circles, mine and yours, and his, and hers and theirs,

They are changing in size and dimension and thickness and colour.

My circle is my favorite colour and that colour changes, as does all circles.

And those circles cross. 

They lap over each other changing hues as your experience melds with mine.

And my experience meshes with yours.

And our experience measures each other’s from the experience contained in our own circles.

And often times you are right and often times you are wrong about me and me about you and about him and about her and about them.

And we act upon that experience and think it our new truth and we hurt or we are hurt and we confuse and we walk.

We venn with each other, we vet from our circle, we vent at each other.

And we trust or we don’t that decision is mine and is yours. 

Remember this friend.  I do not let you into my circle easily but do trust you when there, please trust me with you.