The Current of Love Between Us

I have some pretty amazing women in my life. I see the beauty in each woman and do everything in my power to remind her of it. When presenting her, I want the world to see what I see- her beauty, humor, talent, intellect, her fragility, sexiness, style, ambition…simply, the power she possesses within herself.

I encourage her to dream, travel, get lost, find her way again, speak up, take that risk, walk away, bust some balls, leave that job, get a life of her own, fight for what’s right, plan a getaway, sit still, demand respect, be convivial, whatever she needs to do to express her power and intention to live.

Women and the dynamics of our interaction with one another can be a beautiful and scary thing.

It’s easy to confuse the friend you can be to others with the friend they can be to you. Once you distinguish and understand how far each friendship is suppose to go, how deep things can or cannot get, everything else is easy.

No more guessing how to feel, what to say, or how it’s suppose to turn out. You learn to let go and just sail…experiencing all the waves and unexpected bumps along the journey while taking in the amazing view that unfolds before you.

There was a time when it was important for me to be the first to know, to be called upon for that favor, expected her arrival at my special event, looked for her response in the mail, or hoped for a visit, and I remember the disappointments.

At times, I held back my best because of doubts or assumptions I’d made about a friend’s love for me. I remember the day I stopped making assumptions.

I was splitting time between friends while on a visit back home and wasn’t sure if I’d see one friend in particular. She’d been missing in action and I felt sad about not being in touch, even hurt that she didn’t look for me, but when I told her I was in town, she made plans to see me. I wasn’t sure how the visit would go, but when she arrived, I was caught off guard.

She had a huge smile across her face, immense joy and tears in her eyes, and offered me an embrace that was seemingly unending. She even brought me gifts! I was confused by her generosity, excitement and pure happiness. Previously, we’d been out of touch, not speaking about this unspoken distance and I was concerned for our friendship, but with sincere intention, she assured me of all her love for me.

I could see it, really feel it, and was humbled by it. I was appreciated as a person, as her friend.

Although she hadn’t been expressing how she felt in between visits, she was speaking loud and clear in this moment and that’s what mattered. That was all that ever mattered.

From that point on, I didn’t feel the need to be in constant contact, to be told every secret, to be visited or for her to be present at every milestone in my life…I just needed to know that she loved me, she really loved me and always wanted the best for me.

What a gust of wind to the already wide open doors of my heart. It was quite the epiphany and that wisdom gained has since helped me lift the burdens of expectation on my relationships, allowing me to truly live and let live.

Recently, I was reminded yet again of the love between friends and how electric the exchange can be. Upon returning home, there was a pretty package left for me at the front door. Completely surprised, I rushed in to see what awaited me and soon pulled out from under a plethora of tissue paper a sexy coffee mug filled with packets of Earl Grey tea, a coffee table book on Frida Kahlo, and a card that said, “You’ve been such a good friend to me…”

An expression of gratitude came about because one woman felt nurtured by another

and was therefore contributing to the pure love already flowing between the two of them. This moment turned precious memory inspired the desire for me to continue nourishing her with the best of me. I’m encouraged by such acts and wish for you to be part of the flow.

Immerse yourself in these currents of pure emotion and let your cup runneth over and spill into all the rivers, streams and lakes that make up your world of friends, then…watch it all return…back to you.

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