In light of the fact that I have been renewing friendships and reuniting with cousins off and on over the past few months, I realize once again how we are the wind beneath each others’ wings. We reach out and love. It has been SO amazing to step into a time machine, really. It is easy to get bogged down in the hear and now. It is easy to see yourself through the eyes of critics, or through the eyes of people who find you “not quite worthy/not nearly good enough”. They don’t necessarily say so in words, it can be in actions or body language.
But when you reconnect to those who enliven or even embolden you, it is another story. You find out it wasn’t your imagination. There were people who “saw” you. It was a good feeling back then. But boy, oh boy, it is FAR more precious now. You see, if life is a prize fight [which in a way it is], then there are times when we stagger back to our corner. We regroup. When I visited with some VERY old friends, I could touch a bit of the spark that existed then. We were young, idealistic, dreamers who were willing to work for our precious dreams.
It wasn’t my imagination. Our hearts were young, light, and free. We played hide and seek until the street lights came on. We had spelling contests at school. We played silly pranks and told silly jokes. We laughed….a lot. We spent time with each others’ families. I was amazed at the stories my girlfriends remembered about my family. In a similar way, when I talk to my friends Pattie, Katy, or Dana ~ I am thrilled and amazed at the stories we remember and times we shared.
Memories are golden and sweet. It makes the here and now precious as well, doesn’t it? Leonardo da Vinci wrote “Feathers shall raise men even as they do birds, toward heaven; that is by letters written with their quills”.
The power of the pen (or the keyboard) is mighty. It can lift and inspire, it can inform, it can alienate and destroy. I believe that it is our job in life to do what we can to uplift. What more wonderful thing can there be than to uplift, inspire, and restore others? Everyone gets discouraged. Everyone gets hurt. Our job is to bandage the wounds, listen, help each other up the mountains.
For climb we must! We will never ever be lonely if we encourage each other along in our journeys. What encourages you on your way when you are struggling, tired, exhausted, frustrated? How have others reached out to you and restored you? So many times I read someone’s inspiring words, view their amazingly magnificent photos, or read people’s comments on others’ blogs (or my own). Each time I am inspired by something. I smile, and I realize something important.
People care. People want others to feel whole and restored. People know how important it is to be whole, hope-filled and strong. Isn’t that a wonderful thing? I was in a mom’s group when my son was a pre-schooler. One day we were all sharing about being homemakers, and I said,”you know, we are a wonderful support for each other. wouldn’t it be magnificent if for an entire day we could see ourselves the way our friends see us? “
For our vision and perceptions of ourselves can be so very flawed. We tend to see our flaws, faults and shortcomings. But this blinds us to the wonder and glory within us. I believe that as bloggers we have quite naturally become a support system for each other. At least that has been my experience. It fills me with gratitude; and it raises ME up. I think that God is going to expect much from each of us very soon. Very soon. You see, He has helped us set up an entire new support system for ourselves through our blogging, and through our face-to-face friendships, past, present, and future. Tthat means if we are tested, and storms come our way (as they surely will), we have an entire support crew at the ready. Yes, He is the captain of the ship. Our ropes will be ready and we shall sail on.
As birds of a blogging flock, as we take flight over canyons with pending storms, we shall fly together. We fly in V formation, taking turns in the lead position as we tire. We give each other strength. It seems to come so naturally. That, dear reader, is the joy of writing and living and friendship, and being committed to kindness.
At the end of our days we hope to truly say “I have fought the good fight, I have finished the course, I have kept the faith” ~ 2Timothy