Thursday, January 16, 2014

Pond face

I am beginning to feel that aside from all the other factors that contribute to your well being (e.g. watermelons and sunshine), good company is the most precious.

You have thoughts, you have a mouth, you have language, you have been made to communicate and you have been doing so ever since your gummy little jaws first parted to scream with pain.

Keeping company is like giving birth to yourself all over again, because in all conversations you are divesting the cloak of silence and expressing what you think, feel and know. You become someone. Others become someone when you talk with them, so keeping company is like manifesting not only yourself, but providing space for others to bring themselves to the surface and be witnessed also. Of course your actions also express your thoughts, feelings and knowledge, but talking offers the opportunity to articulate these things coherently. A person can cry, and I can only guess as to why unless they tell me.

So much of ones self is enshrined in the company they keep. Engaging with people on a surface level provides nothing but a cage to contain your self with bars through which you can offer piecemeal bits of ideas and opinions. To be looked at and listened to and asked questions of provides an arena where you can be recognised, you can explore, question, collaborate. If you offer your ears and eyes to people it's beautiful how others blossom in front of you, and how you act as a body of water in which others can grow and bloom. When you are generous with your self the invaluable gift of good company seems to attract itself to you.





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