Some say that we pick mates with qualities we want to grow in ourselves. I think this is true of our friends as well. When we first met, Meg knew how to sit with her feelings but struggled to talk about them. I, on the other hand, could only talk about an experience  . . . sitting with it was another story.

Over the last few years Meg and I have been pulling each other closer into balance. Finding ways to do both . . . to know how to shout and be silent.  What is it about true friendship that creates a protected world in which to grow. . . and to change? Trust? Safety? Silliness? I think our relationships with intimate friends can become a training ground, a place to practice finding your truest voice.

So this is all really great . . . Meg and I are making each other more authentic, connected people . . . but what the hell are we supposed to do next.  World domination is probably out of the question. Oh well, maybe we’re not supposed to do anything. Just be what we are in this moment.

ali