You know those dreams where you are falling for what seems like an eternity and then*inhale*, you jerk awake, pulse racing and every sense heightened? I feel like my life is mimicking this pattern, only in reality. Let me explain.
A few posts ago I spoke about anthropomorphic gravitational pull that some individuals possess. At this moment I feel like I have fallen back into this orbit. Such a helpless feeling to be floating around in this fashion. As much as I want to put my feet on the ground and stand upright, you know – establish outright that I have a backbone, I find myself to be mush. Friendship, relationships, they all have the potential to do this in both a healthy and unhealthy fashion. I am not sure which one this is yet.
I want to support and connect my friends. At what point do I have to stop and say ‘this is not healthy’? At what point can my friends realize that for themselves? I want so badly to shake this person and just say “can’t you see, you should be happy. You’re not happy. Stop staying in something just because it’s easy.” Where’s the line?
I send this question out into the cosmic abyss… at what point do friends speak up, or shut up?
Happiness cannot be traveled to, owned, earned, worn or consumed. Happiness is the spiritual experience of living every minute with love, grace and gratitude… Denis Waitley