All Hands On Deck

Our yearning to belong stems from a deep longing to be...

Am I alone in craving to feel more connected? probably not. Am I off track to be constantly looking for more personal interactions with friends and family? I doubt it. Is anyone out there blogging about it? Who knows?

Here I go...

I had an intimately powerful experience this weekend. Indeed, I had no idea that intimacy could have power. I always associated intimacy with vulnerability and softness. Not so.

If you've ever had the gift of "immersing" yourself in the care of trusted friends, there's a strength in surrendering to their collective wisdom. We don't see ourselves as we are. We barely see ourselves as we'd like to be. We see only our limited idea of who we are. That's the gift of friendship. Assuming you have friends you can trust.

How would you know?

Over the decades, my idea of friendship has chopped and changed... A friend is someone who tells you the truth; a man who treats you like a man; a woman who reflects your feminine side; a mother who nurtures your 'inner child'; a child who brings out your vulnerability; someone who's always 'got your back'; a friend in need and, of course, 'friends with benefits!' (That never ends well!)

For me, friend-ship is a vessel on which we can sail the high seas and safely journey to land's end.

You don't need one captain, just a loyal crew. It's the collective value of "all-hands-on-deck" when the storm blows in. Here's what I discovered this weekend with my friends...

Friends + Trust + Truth Serum =  A Love Bomb!

Call me sentimental, but I would rather spend my days with authentic warmth around me than the chilly breeze that tends to chaperon the fair-weathered folk.

So, if you long to know the value of your friends, allow them to show you... you belong, with them.

All Hands On Deck by Jamie Greene is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License.