The Company We Keep
Have you ever taken a gander at the company you keep? Your friends, family, co-workers? Take a look around you. What you see might offer a very big lesson in symbolic meaning about who you are.
Why?
Well…I’m under the impression that we humans are magnets. We attract what is mostly gravitating in our energy. In other words – what’s heavy in our essence, becomes heavy in our lives.
That doesn’t mean the stuff we attract is heavy or burdensome, it just means we have this magic about us that calls to what we need in our lives. If you think about it, it’s a beautiful thing.
I’ll give you an example.
I’m going through a slog of difficulty right now. I meditate on higher-minded concepts. I try to deflect the challenges with positivity and a peaceful mindset, but sometimes things just fall into a big pile of poop.
Nevertheless….there are people who have wandered into my life that remind me of the brilliance of diversity, and the potential this Universe holds for us.
So the example is this: In the last week, I’ve made friends with the oddest bedfellows. The first is a 70 year old man. He is spry as a kite. Served in the military, tattooed, still holds a brush cut like nobody’s business. Every inch a gentleman. Insists on holding the door for me. I may be 30 years his junior, but I know class when I see it…and this guy is all class (and a lot of sass too, lol). His name is Vick. We’ve had lunch a few times. Every time I’m enchanted by his presence…his stories…his energy. That’s big juju right there, folks. It’s imperative to stop and listen to those who have hung around a little bit longer than ourselves.
Vice versa…I made friends with my neighbor’s grandkids just yesterday. Now…I don’t know much about kids, but I know they are REALLY young. In fact they’re kind of wobbly, and I can’t understand a word of gobbly-goo that they’re speaking. Nevertheless, we made a connection. A lovely one too. They shoved little books through the fence separating us, and demanded I read to them (I understood that much), and I complied. We had a wonderful time….me, my dogs, and three lovely children just kicking back, reading “The Lost Duck” and singing songs together.
All this makes me contemplate the importance of random encounters in our lives. I don’t know what these exposures mean to you – but for me – it’s extremely symbolic.
I think the people who come into our lives are a symbolic sign of what we need in our lives. Vick helped me remember I needed some reverence and perspective. Those little kids helped me remember to kick it, and have a little silliness in my life.
So who is visiting you these days??? And why??? I think these are big symbolic questions to consider when we encounter random strangers in our lives. What do you think?
As always, thanks for indulging me by reading.
Big love,
Avia
