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There are, I have discovered, many different areas of "wellness," from physical, to mental, to emotional, to spiritual, and so forth. This is intuitively obvious to many people, I know, but I feel it necessary to state it as a preface to the fact that I have found that balance is not just the best course, it is indeed the only course for maintaining overall health.
So today, although I am slightly fatigued, I have been in better spirits overall than I have been in a long time.
It was my original intent to go home from an utterly unproductive evening at work (with the exception of changing a woman's headlight for her... the sole rewarding highlight of the evening) and collapse into bed without further ado. However, I hazarded a call to a friend who is far closer to me than would be evident by the manner in which I neglect her, fully expecting to only hear her voice directing me to leave a message, after which I would collapse as previously stated.
To my pleasant surprise, however, she picked up, and what was originally intended to be a half-hour conversation turned into fully an hour and a quarter, with a suitably reluctant 40 minute farewell. Not only did it remind me of where my true priorities should lie, as well as the true depth of friendship which I am honored to share with her, but though the conversation itself was seemingly innocuous enough, I left it uplifted in ways I had nearly forgotten were possible.
Wherever I go, whatever I do, I am accepting of, almost resigned to, the fact that I am a warrior spirit. I am the defender, the protector, the shield, and when no other resolution exists, the sword, which means I spend a great deal of time with people who are significantly hostile to my presence. To be able to simply speak with her, on even terms, to be able to actually trust someone to that extent, and to even allow myself a brief moment of weakness (which was still far too much, and for which I still feel somewhat guilty, as I should not burden her with my petty troubles...), was one of the most refreshing experiences in my recent memory. To remember that there are people out there with whom I can be close, with whom I can let my guard down... although it is something I cherish in all of my friends, to have it actively affirmed, to actually share that connection, meant more to me than I can ever tell her. She is a true friend, in every sense of the word.
If I can be that to those people around me, even if only in passing, then I shall forever be satisfied that my life was worthwhile.
May all my friends know that I am thinking of them, even as they read this sentence, and that they are never alone, and shall always have at least one person who will hear them with an open mind and heart. May all find comfort this night.
Sir William of Drakenwode
So today, although I am slightly fatigued, I have been in better spirits overall than I have been in a long time.
It was my original intent to go home from an utterly unproductive evening at work (with the exception of changing a woman's headlight for her... the sole rewarding highlight of the evening) and collapse into bed without further ado. However, I hazarded a call to a friend who is far closer to me than would be evident by the manner in which I neglect her, fully expecting to only hear her voice directing me to leave a message, after which I would collapse as previously stated.
To my pleasant surprise, however, she picked up, and what was originally intended to be a half-hour conversation turned into fully an hour and a quarter, with a suitably reluctant 40 minute farewell. Not only did it remind me of where my true priorities should lie, as well as the true depth of friendship which I am honored to share with her, but though the conversation itself was seemingly innocuous enough, I left it uplifted in ways I had nearly forgotten were possible.
Wherever I go, whatever I do, I am accepting of, almost resigned to, the fact that I am a warrior spirit. I am the defender, the protector, the shield, and when no other resolution exists, the sword, which means I spend a great deal of time with people who are significantly hostile to my presence. To be able to simply speak with her, on even terms, to be able to actually trust someone to that extent, and to even allow myself a brief moment of weakness (which was still far too much, and for which I still feel somewhat guilty, as I should not burden her with my petty troubles...), was one of the most refreshing experiences in my recent memory. To remember that there are people out there with whom I can be close, with whom I can let my guard down... although it is something I cherish in all of my friends, to have it actively affirmed, to actually share that connection, meant more to me than I can ever tell her. She is a true friend, in every sense of the word.
If I can be that to those people around me, even if only in passing, then I shall forever be satisfied that my life was worthwhile.
May all my friends know that I am thinking of them, even as they read this sentence, and that they are never alone, and shall always have at least one person who will hear them with an open mind and heart. May all find comfort this night.
Sir William of Drakenwode