To be friends with someone, I must admire something about them. I must want to be like them in some way. They must exhibit character traits I find fascinating —character traits I don’t have but want.
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Two Friends Go For A Walk
I took my weekly walk with my friend Nikki today: two women, striding along an expanse of snowy tundra under a clear blue sky, masked, talking a mean streak. How are you managing? We ask each other. We don’t want the, at-the-end-of-the-day, answer. We don’t want the pre-packaged, wrapped-up-in-a-bow answer. Each of us wants from … Continue reading Two Friends Go For A Walk
The Importance of Conversation and Connection
I am a shitty friend. I tend to neglect friendships by not keeping up, or arranging lunches or emailing regularly. I don't know why I do this, but I do. When I was a kid, and people would compliment my mother on how good her children were, her stock response was, "They thrive on neglect." … Continue reading The Importance of Conversation and Connection
Rich in Friends
Right after I posted last night, G sat me down and said," Look. Nobody is paid what they're worth. Nobody. Who could afford to pay either of us what we are truly worth? We are Linchpins. We don't work for money anyway. We express ourselves authentically in the world. We never look at the "job … Continue reading Rich in Friends
A Little Spring Meme
This afternoon I walked Boomer to the studio to check the mail and to see if anyone had slid Yoga Challenge money underneath the door. It is still weirdly warm, but it was cloudy and there were a few sprinkles as we walked. I could smell the ground. It smell like dirt and roots and … Continue reading A Little Spring Meme
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