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Saying goodbye allows saying hello to a “new” friend …spontaneous poem

 I said goodbye to a little friend today…

And I won’t fib or act like it was easy…

My eyes watered up when I sent her on her way…

I’ve been so grateful for her support…

After all she gave me good footing and kept me warm…

She was sturdy and steady…

A really fine foundation…

But for a long while…

I’ve felt this nudge: I can do better

And it’s not that she wasn’t a quality friend

It’s just she winged it here and there and sometimes became unraveled and frazzled in her appearance

I actually was fine sharing moments with her

Til I noticed a hole and then a few more tares

See her function served me well but her substance wasn’t lasting

She had promised she would endure indefinitely

Which proved a bit dishonest…

See I keep long hours and pace much …

And I need that stand by me no matter what

And so I’ve given her wings…

To go play with others

And it’s really okay we thanked each other for the years we’ve hung out together.

But I decided a while back to go ahead and commit to a sturdier kind

The kind of friend that doesn’t ware and tare over time…

The kind who will put up with all the standing in one spot I do:)

The kind who won’t sour if I shed a tear or feel a bit clumsy with dirt too.

And this new friend actually feels snuggier and warmer on my toes which makes me smile

Indeed me thinks Berber and me are gonna be good buds for a long while:)

Now here’s the thing I wanna hug with you:

Ridding an old friend or choosing a new friend is the easiest thing to do

The hardest part of this precious process

Is the allowing of it

The owning why we know we must do better

The resolving to commit to what we need for the long haul, what will be more enduring.

And giving ourselves permission to say yup I need this for sure.

All of these things?

  • Owning our why
  • Resolving to commit
  • Giving ourselves permission

ARE the ways we Allow love for ourselves…

And this allowing love?

See, it’s not really about things…but it’s about the quality of thought the things represent…

Allowing love means we are hugging our hearts and saying Hello I am committed to you for the long haul.

It means not deleting any ounce of who we are…ever.

It means not believing anything about us is deletable…really.

It means not apologizing for the individuality we are…ever.

It means embracing the quality we need and seek…always.

And it’s about so deeply much trusting our inklings…especially when they don’t seem held by another.

Allowing love means standing there and facing ourselves, especially when doing so is the very most difficult of all and when we wanna run away from it and help any one else…

Because standing there and facing ourselves is really how we say thank you to Love itself.

Because standing there and facing ourselves is how we allow Love love us.

So it’s vital –not selfish and not unnecessary — to say you need this and this and this and those are vital for you and your work to thrive, so…

Allowing love is really our allowing  Love holds us…(and She kinda won’t ever let us go…so we may as well stop resisting it and allow all who we are flow).

And so for now, my allowing love finds me creating a stronger foundation for my home office

And I am rather giddy this new friend Berber and its nubbiness and lots of knots. 🙂

My heart to yours,

Tre ~
Meet my new friend: Berber 🙂 

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