You know that thing of branding a person towards another… yeah that thing we do, to make us either the victim or the hero, that coded DNA thing of never wanting to be in the wrong, never having to be blamed for anything… yeah that thing…
Have you ever considered that words are the most powerful “things” in this world? The tongue, with no bone, can either build something, or destroy someone… I know it has been said so many times over. But in the end truth cannot be hidden for a long time.
Pretense, and perception… we tend to think we “know” another and have to the right to speak about a person, without thinking that in the end, we could be causing so much damage. Why not just mind your damn business.
See, here is me – in the years, I have become a tad calmer – stop laughing, I said a tad. I have learned that every situation in my life must be viewed with a magnifying glass. I MUST take responsibility for my part in every experience, and yes, I hear you scream that how does a child take responsibility being in a household of aggression, or betrayal, or dis-respect. Challenge me, says I. Because I have lived this, I know how I WANT to react should it cross my path again, with a tad of wisdom. You get my drift?
The little pieces of paper stating achievement in gaining book-knowledge with an open mind of understanding, the will to own whatever my part may be, and being honest about it, I believe makes me stand out from the rest. I call it, being authentic.
What else can you be, other than your unique self. How much work and energy does it take to play the little puppet string concert for all the different groups of people in your life… Makes me tired just thinking about it.
Yesterday, I was blessed to connect with a longstanding friend of mine. And the beauty of this person is still the same. I looked at her, and saw the years fall away of not “seeing” each other. The energy still the same, just beautiful. And I have spoken about her many times over. I stand back, and I am proud, that never a bad word over my lips. But funny stories of rugby and wine and kneecaps of policemen… yeah you can laugh.
The hugs received as well, and the love felt, by a “first”, or maybe it is a second meet, who the hell knows, remember I have lost a tad of my life…
But beauty, I was once again reminded that the universe does take those that are not meant be around you away, 
sometimes it takes a close friend on another travel, however if the soul is connected, then so shall you meet again…
And, happiness for me, as a comment that was made – you are exactly the same as in “fake-book” world… yeah dude, see above, I cant be anything other than me… weird, wonderful, beautiful (no ego, I am speaking internally)and a mouth that “speaks” the same everywhere…
How blessed am I as well, to have friends, who are exactly as I have pictured them, sounds the same as in cyber world, and well – true to their own heartbeat…
Mind your mouth, do not spread a story, not even if you have lived it – I said story, and do not get me wrong, sometimes, a vent session is in order – but do not make yourself out to be the victim or the hero… as we all contribute to an experience, good or bad.
Many Blessings on this Monday, and apparently another “short” week – I am so confused with all the public holidays… Keep the bright side up – if you can’t – place a mirror facing up on your head 😊
