Friends Redux

 I was thinking of friends I've had in my life.  

We all have different kinds.

Sometimes childhood friends diverge.  Maybe some maintain.

High school sweethearts end with graduation.  A few carry on and even marry.  Then again others split eventually.

Some longtime friends turn their backs.  Maybe there are embarrassing incidents and some don't want to see a reminder of indiscretion one way or other.

Others are suborned because a friend might interfere with crimes.

Then there are friends separated by death aka transition/crossing over.  Those actually mean noone can actually separate friends again.

Friends serve a need at certain times.

True friends are just that.  They do serve and that is one another.  

Give and take.  Honesty.  

It's a rollercoaster ride.

That honesty is sometimes painful.  It is healing, keeping in mind some wounds take time to heal

Don't fear.

Worth the risk.

Energy

 I ask the Angels and spirits of Light for the energy to

Focus and concentrate

Build my strength and stamina

Retain and sharpen my memory

Attract and accept the things of the Light that I need

To be truthful in my convincing

Guilt...

Guilt weighs us down like a big rock on the back. 

We can let it go.

We don't go lah dee dah like a sociopath.  We are acutely aware of our shortcomings.  

Forgiveness from above and within keeps us from the darkside.  

We persevere.  

We go on in spite of our faults, a cliche nonetheless true.

Now, there is guilt by association.  Jesus encountered that.  He spent a lot of time with tax collectors and prostitutes etal.  He witnessed indeed.

So might we.  As said previously, I accept people as they are.  No, I don't imitate their behavior.  I just am able to communicate.  There is no false pride nor condescending.  

And these days, but I think it has been always, guilt by projection.  Call it a smear campaign if you will.  Then the proof is in the pudding.  Let 'em cook til it boils over and they fail.  Let them simmer as we are seen in truth as we really are.  And as they truly are.

Freedom is not license so to speak.

It's dangerous with all the bumps and wounds.

Yet we are never alone.

Our opponents cling to misery loving company.

We adhere to courage, hard fought and to the long haul.

Honesty vs lies.

Faces Masks USW

 Ever since I can remember, I've accepted people as they are.

Whatever, on any level, people are people. 

There is no horror, shock, no real surprise, nor ooh aah like some weird fetish for appearances only.

People just are.

And that scares some.  

I do not accept evil.  There is no nod of acceptance there.  Figure out what that means (such as liberty/tyranny even into the spiritual).

I talk of beyond the obvious, of content of character.  Who you are.

Sideways moment:  I often reflect on Babylon 5's Vorlons and Shadows.  Vorlons ask 'who are you'.  Shadows ask 'what do you want (not need)'.  

Never forget looks can be deceiving.  

When health is involved, then take note.  Bodies are an example.

But accepting people as they are, well you have to start somewhere.

And masks hide for weal or woe.  Physical or figurative.

There are many people come to mind.

Think of yours.