In this post is a few things I found while pondering issues in mine and other people lives. I found no certain answers! I make this post for myself but if you feel like commenting please do so in a positive or self-reflecting manor. For this post, "If you have nothing nice to say, please don't say anything at all."
*Fallowing from www.netpoets.com/poems/friends/ * Friendship isn't always easily described. The Eskimos, they say, have a hundred different words for snow. Unfortunately, the English language isn't quite as innovative, though it has vast opportunities to differentiate meaning. Certainly, Love is one of those opportunities. And so, too, is Friendship.
Instead of different words, however, we're stuck with simple adjectives. Close friend. Best friend. Childhood friend. Intimate friend. Trusted friend. Beloved friend. But whether you use adjectives or different words, few could deny the nearly infinite meaning in such a simple word.
Friends are special people. We can't pick our family, and we're sorely limited in the number of them at any rate. Society and mores (and often our own conscience) dictate we select a single mate. But our friends can be as diverse and infinite as the adjectives we choose. Our friends, in a very real sense, reflect the choices we make in life.
There to Here
by Lauriel Mariondatter
You ask me how we got from there to here,
And you tell me you can't remember,
And so I'll answer it for you,
Though perhaps not the way you want me to.
We got from here to there on the back of a unicorn racing through our dreams,
We got from here to there when night's silence thundered between us,
We got from here to there believing a song to be stronger than the worlds pulling us apart.
And we were right.
We stood in good relation to the earth,
We stood in good relation to the gods,
We stood in good relation to all that was beautiful,
You see, we were Alive
We got from there to here when we believed reality to be stronger than love,
We got from there to here when we forgot to look up and believe that gravity held no hold on our souls,
We got from there to here when we left our storybooks for some other distracting play,
And now I do not know my world,
And I cannot find my God,
And beauty dies,
Shut out in the cold.
And I believe we can get from here to there if we just believe,
And I believe we can get from here to there if you'll take my hand,
And I believe we can get from here to there - if only in our dreams,
And when you're dancing across the sky,
Somewhere between the stars and the moon,
Look for me by your side, I'll meet you with hands outstretched,
We'll go - from here to there, there to here, and back again.
Friendships Do End - Losing Friends.
Friends Part and Even Best Maintained Friendships End: Losing Friends
by Jan Wilson
Friendships may not last. Friendships can lose importance and die gradually. Some friendships end abruptly with unresolved conflict. The worst enemy of friendships is change by one or both friends. There is usually pain with the loss of friendship.In fact, friendships end with pain and change.
Carole King's song, "You've Got A Friend" promises "Winter, spring, summer, or fall--all you've got to do is call--and I'll be there." Many people expect that their friends will always be there. They expect friendship to last forever.
Yet, friendships end and friends part company everyday. Unfortunately, even the best maintained friendships can end.
Many end because of a change in personality or lifestyle when friends just drift apart and fade away with time. There is a retreat from self-disclosure and seeking out each other's company. Avoidance begins. The friendship slowly loses importance and finally disappears.
Sue said, "The end of our friendship was a gradual thing. I moved from one side of the metroplex to the other. We had over an hour's drive to see each other. For a year or so, we met religiously. Then our friendship began to taper off."
John wrote, "I didn't even know the friendship was over until I caught myself thinking of Alan as a former friend. In the past tense rather than the present."
Pat explained, "We started seeing each other less and less. The friendship was just over."
Other friendships break up suddenly from a disagreement or move to another town.
Paul said, "When I moved to Seattle after college, our friendship abruptly died. We were both struggling with new jobs and didn't keep in touch. Now that friendship is so dead, I don't even call him when I go home."
Sandy wrote, "That was the last straw for our friendship. I never spoke to Lisa again. It's like we were never friends."
Bob Carver, Dallas psychotherapist, says, "A friendship or any other relationship fails because of three things:
* Unexpressed expectations,
* Undelivered communication,
* And/or thwarted attention."
Yet the biggest threat to a friendship is change.
For example, moving from single life to coupled life has a great effect on friendship. Coupled persons often feel their single friends act interested in them only when a romantic prospect is not in sight. They may feel jealousy for or neglected by a single friend's new social life. The single friend may feel awkward and withdraw from a world of twosomes. Divorced and widowed people often have a feeling of being abandoned by old friends.
Lillian Rubin in her book Just Friends says, "Thus generally it's true that friends accept each other so long as they both remain essentially the same as they were when they met, or change in similar directions. If they change or grow in different or incompatible ways, the friendship most likely will be lost."
Regardless of why, when, or how friendships end, there is always some pain of loss to assimilate. When nothing can be done to mend the friendship, it is important to grieve and feel the pain fully. Then move on to enhance another friendship or build entirely new friendships.
*Fallowing Author unkown*
Once upon a time
the colors of the world started to quarrel.
All claimed that they were the best.
The most important.
The most useful.
The favorite.
GREEN said:
Clearly I am the most important. I am the sign of life and of hope.
I was chosen for grass, trees and leaves. Without me,
all animals would die. Look over the countryside and you
will see that I am in the majority."
BLUE interrupted:
"You only think about the earth, but consider the sky and the sea.
It is the water that is the basis of life and drawn up by
the clouds from the deep sea. The sky gives space and
peace and serenity. Without my peace, you would all be nothing."
YELLOW chuckled:
"You are all so serious. I bring laughter, gaiety, and warmth into
the world. The sun is yellow, the moon is yellow, the stars are yellow.
Every time you look at a sunflower, the whole world
starts to smile. Without me there would be no fun."
ORANGE started next to blow her trumpet:
"I am the color of health and strength. I may be scarce,
but I am precious for I serve the needs of human life. I carry
the most important vitamins. Think of carrots, pumpkins, oranges,
mangoes, and pawpaws. I don't hang around all the time, but
when I fill the sky at sunrise or sunset, my beauty is so striking
that no one gives another thought to any of you."
RED could stand it no longer he shouted out:
"I am the ruler of all of you. I am blood - life's blood!
I am the color of danger and of bravery. I am willing to fight for a cause.
I bring fire into the blood. Without me, the earth would be as empty
as the moon. I am the color of passion and of love, the red rose,
the poinsettia and the poppy."
PURPLE rose up to his full height:
He was very tall and spoke with great pomp:
"I am the color of royalty and power. Kings, cheifs, and bishops have
always chosen me for I am the sign of authority and wisdom.
People do not question me! They listen and obey."
Finally INDIGO spoke, much more quietly than all the others,
but with just as much determination:
"Think of me. I am the color of silence. You hardly notice me,
but without me you all become superficial. I represent thought
and reflection, twilight and deep water. You need me for balance
and contrast, for prayer and inner peace."
And so the colors went on boasting,
each convinced of his or her own superiority.
Their quarreling became louder and louder.
Suddenly there was a startling flash of bright lightening thunder rolled
and boomed. Rain started to pour down relentlessly. The colors crouched
down in fear, drawing close to one another for comfort.
In the midst of the clamor, rain began to speak:
"You foolish colors, fighting amongst yourselves, each trying to
dominate the rest. Don't you know that you were each made for a
special purpose, unique and different?
Join hands with one another and come to me."
Doing as they were told, the colors united and joined hands.
The rain continued:
"From now on, when it rains, each of you will stretch across
the sky in a great bow of color as a reminder
that you can all live in peace.
The Rainbow is a sign of hope for tomorrow."
And so,
whenever a good rain washes the world,
and a Rainbow appears in the sky,
let us remember to appreciate one another.
In my search
for the Rainbows end,
I found, not GOLD,
but you my friend.