A Few Good Friends

I’ve always been the type of person who kept her circle small.

Growing up, I had one best friend- we were both artists who shied away from the more rambunctious children.  We didn’t participate in the gossip, nor did we play rough.  We spent time drawing, chatting on the swing set, and using our imagination to create a magical world around us.

As I got older, my habits stayed the same.  I wasn’t invited to parties and I didn’t sit with the popular group at lunch- nor did I try to.

I’ve always done my own thing- but I have been fortunate to always have a few good friends.

Friends who always “get” me.  Friends who have my best interest at heart.  Friends who encourage me to be my best self- and who see the beauty within that I may not recognize on my own.

As an adult, I realize that I won’t be liked by everyone.  I wouldn’t want to be!  Not everyone is on the same path- and that is okay.  We are all on our own journey.

Today, I don’t have to take other people’s criticism personal, and I don’t have to engage or acknowledge their drama- because I know that the people who do matter to me are all I need.

Save Your Energy

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It’s a snowy Saturday here in Boston! Although it’s been bitter cold for a couple of weeks, yesterday was the first real “snow day,” and I had the unreliable MBTA system to prove it.

After waiting for the 77 Harvard bus for 45 minutes yesterday morning, my toes felt like they were going to fall off and my nose was frozen. Shivering on Massachusetts Avenue, I empathetically looked around at all of the other commuters. “This sucks terribly, but we’re all in the same boat,” I thought.

In the past I may have wasted my energy on getting upset, anxious or even snapping at the bus driver when they finally arrived- but I didn’t. I was bundled, had my music, and emailed my boss to let him know I was running behind.

Yes, it was that easy.

It’s natural to default to that irritated, selfish state when things aren’t going your way- we all do it. Over the past few months I’ve been conscious of honing my energy on what matters; my work, being mindful of my current activity, listening more when having a conversation, and taking in each moment to pay attention to what is happening around me.

I started to do everything one step at a time. One minute, one hour, one day.

Even if you’re terribly late, standing in the freezing cold or your path seems to have gone off course, just remember to take in the moment and enjoy it- for you won’t get that moment back.

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Making the most of this New England winter, one bundled day at a time.