From
The Book of Awakening: Having the Life You Want by Being Present to the Life You Have.One climbs, one sees. One descends, one sees no longer, but one has seen. There is an art in conducting oneself in lower regions by memory of what one has seen higher up. When one can no longer see, one can at least still know.
-Rene Daumal
We are moved to ask how is it possible: They have spent more time apart than together. Yet the presence of a friend like this can shape one's entire life. If blessed, we have one, or maybe if wealthy in blessings, two friends like this during our time on Earth.It is a cliche, that your life partner, your spouse, your husband or wife, whatever you wish to call the person that occupies the beat within your heart, is your best friend in a way that others you might call your best friend are not. Perhaps I am more sensitive to this, living so far away from mine... but whenever something happens that I wish to (but don't always) share, my thoughts turn to her... how she'd find x funny, or how y is like one of the 'things heard in this house' moments, or so on. The day was like that for me. Knowing all that she was doing today - taking the rats to the vets - going to the pet store - bringing home new babies *grin* Were all in my mind, and in my heart even though I wasn't there. When I walk back into home its as though I've never been away and we just pick up where we left off. She's everything to me, and not just in the soppy way of the romantic notion of it, but as the person I know I can lean on, share with, laugh with, read with - cry with, even if just for a moment or two. Watching the things about Japan of late, just sharing that, made me feel such blessings to have her in my heart and to be in hers.
(And I look forward to meeting Ray and Zenny).
like a deep and ancient friend, can shape our entire lives. So the inner task becomes how do we make a lasting friendship with the Unities that are larger than us? How do we keep their light in our heart when no stars appear in sight?It was long past 1am, and we stood in the middle of the Stones, gazing out over the Land as She dropped away from our slightly elevated position. Circle cast, sword in hand and raised toward a sky in which heavy clouds were gathering - filled with energy, not with rain. This was a moment of union between Universe and Earth, between Male and Female, God and Goddess and the conduit was the sword, held in my hand. I doubted my ability to channel such energies and was about to speak to my companion to come and assist, when and arm closed around my waist, and a hand closed around mine holding the sword aloft... and then I realised, by virture of being able to /see/ my companion across the other side of the circle, that the one that had stepped up to assist was not he, but my Guide... He was at my side even then, and remains with me now.