When I got older, the wooden barrier was replaced with an invisible one. Instead of gifts of fruit, I would offer up other things. I would dangle my time, my energy, myself. And if that didn't work, clearly it was them... not me.
I had always wanted others to like me. I would go to such incredibly stupid lengths to get people to acknowledge and accept me. Like me. Be my friend. Give me the love that I can't give myself.
When you claim your personal power, it becomes apparent that not all relationships are healthy ones. Healthy relationships build off of each other and grow exponentially. The energy in a healthy relationship is cyclical and builds momentum and force. There's a magic in finding others who click.
Once we find others who we click with, it's so tempting to try to hold on and never let them go. But sometimes relationships are like leaves. We want to hoard them, pressing them between the pages of a book, and keeping them frozen in time. But these golden moments don't last forever. Even with the utmost vigilance, they can fade and become brittle. I remember finding a dictionary at an antique store once and within it were pressed flowers. Such a lovely discovery, but the moment I opened it, they started to fall apart and disintegrate. Sometimes those leaves must be given back to the earth so that they take their role in a bigger cycle of growth and decay and renewal. Everything has a season.
Upon learning of a friend's death, I am reminded of this. Cherish the people in your life that make you MORE. Honor the time you have together and be the best person you can be – not only for others in your life, but for yourself as well. Drink in the nourishment of the people and experiences that enrich your life and be thankful for their gifts. Their time with you may be short, shorter than anyone could ever predict.
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