“Your noble friend will not accept pretension but will gently and very firmly confront you with your own blindness. Such friendship is creative and critical; it is willing to negotiate awkward and uneven territories of contradiction and woundedness.”
― John O’Donohue, Anam Cara: A Book of Celtic Wisdom
Another quote I found from John O, as I try to catch meaningfully up with the posts after a period of disarray.… Read more
Was told today that the father of my best friend, MRN, has cancer.
MRN did not tell it to me yet, but I know he will, because we will talk sooner rather than later. (Tomorrow is his birthday.)
I thought a lot about how to handle that and how to support MRN the best.… Read more
An old friend, JN, visited today – all the way from Holland. During dinner, consisting of pizzas, in the bedroom/Jay’s room, he confided that he had tested himself for Asperger’s. The result was ‘positive’.
I had long felt that there was indeed some kind of ‘block’ in his social skills, which is one of the factors used to ‘measure’ Asperger’s.… Read more
My best friend, MRN, and his wife, L, was over to see us and Jacob and I thought a lot about how the hell I should handle this.
You see M and L want a child but, like us until 2016, have not been able to do it. And he is 40 and she is 39.… Read more
A day like most others this ‘cruel summer’ in the City, with no clients but plenty of work with Jay.
Also, JO, my old friend came over. Which was heartening, as usual. Just a few hours talking about the world and everything reminded me of why friendships give you just that extra quality in life that doesn’t need anything but itself.… Read more
Wrote a long email for my best friend, MRN, who is right now vacationing in Vienna with his wife, and pretending he can travel in time.
Well, he is at least when he reads my email. Because in essence the whole email is, like many others, not addressed from my but from my alter ego to MRN’s alter ego, LA.… Read more
Visited an old acquaintance today, who has got special hands. She does some form of healing, I’d say, and I also bought an hour of that. Made some business for her and got a lot of energy from it myself.
I let results speak for themselves. Who cares how it works.… Read more
An old friend pissed me off yesterday by changing her WordPress website to a software-as-service solution.
Not because I hate all SaaS or because I put in a lot of free time to teach her WP. Simply because she took off her head and walked with it under her arm into the arms of that SaaS-company and Took No Backup Of Her Old Site.… Read more
So an old friend, CS, came by yesterday evening, out of the blue as she is wont to. She hasn’t visited in over a year.
She wanted to see Jay and was very nice and had brought gifts and fodder for the evening. Ultimately she hadn’t brought much of herself. I felt, as usual, more like a connection in a business network she wanted to ensure she still had access to than I felt like getting a visit from an old friend.… Read more
Sorted 5 bags worth of old letters not so long ago. Some of them from 1989. Most from the mid- and late 90s. Back when you still wrote letters …
It’s actually some months ago, but since I’m continually revising and cleaning up both my house and my life, these days more than ever with baby-Jay as our new family-member, I figured this experience still is relevant to recount.… Read more