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43rd Chances

Posted on February 22, 2010 with 0 comments

I just started reconciling with a friend.  We had a major falling out that, not surprisingly, I thought was his fault and he thought was mine.  It turns out, again not surprisingly, that it was both of our faults.


If I forget the path we've shared
To get here
Would you remind me
Would you turn me around and show me the organic kale trail
That we've left behind us as we walked together
Together
To this point
Because, I forget
And then I get
I get
Angry
and
I forget
That we climbed over mountains together
And that you helped me over that ravine
And we balanced each other over the rocks through the river
And I'll do the same for you
Turn you around to see the trail of carrot tops
We've left behind us on our way to the top
of this Precipice that, at first
and second
and third
and fifth
glance
Looks so precarious
But is actually just another challenge
For us
And I don't blame you for leading us here
And please don't blame me for leading us here
We left the map at home
Well, not actually at home
Well, actually, there never was a map to begin with
Well, actually, there wasn't actually a starting point
There was just this meeting of paths
And this sudden decision to walk alongside each other
And then some kind of inevitability to walk the same path
And there were points at which I should have taken my own detour
And you probably had those points too
And we could have trusted that we would have found eachother after a while
But we didn't and so we have this trail of carrot tops and kale behind us
To remind us that we got here together
For worse or better.

Yes. It's a precipice.
And you could turn around and go your way.
And I could jump.
Or vice-versa.
But I'd sorta like to do this together.
So, whaddya say?
Wanna do this?  Rise to this challenge.  Helping each other
Without leaning too hard, white knuckled.

And if we choose
with Intentionality
to jump, maybe I want to leave half-eaten garlic cloves in the air behind us
which will happen to criss cross with whatever you leave...what...in the air behind you
And when we land our paths will criss cross as they do
Mine with yours and yours with mine.
And then things will be
Well...
It may seem too simple
But you like simplicity
Then things will be
just fine.

Or maybe I'll jump the precipice and you'll climb down it and we'll meet at the bottom...or somewhere deep in the forest.
Just
Can we agree
That we'll
Remember
Or Remind each other
That we're friends
Traveling partners
Friends
That we're together
in some Whatever-way-that-works-for-us Manner?
Even if we don't see each other for weeks or months or years
That we remember our connection when the other appears
That we tap into that that day?

Whaddya say?

 

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