“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
1) A friend knows. Knows me. Knows changes. Knows time. And cares. And I know that he knows and cares.
2) Friends grow old in the right way. For the right purpose. Like something you drink that warms you for a long time after. That’s worth ageing.
3) There are exceptions, but the rule is probably that it is dangerous to confuse colleagues and friends.… Read more
What would I like to get out of ‘middle-age’?
… supposing that it is even true that ME exists for me? (I could die tomorrow, you know.)
But what would I like to get out of it?
What would I like to be?
Until now, I have mostly thought of what I left behind for good.… Read more
Spoke with my oldest friend, M, today on the phone. It was good, but as usual it was also bad.
His mother is very ill and has been for many years. He sounded exhausted.
Like this was, literally, a dead end.
I understand the feeling very well. Nothing to do but wait for the inevitable.… Read more