When I came back from my trip to Israel I noticed that one of my friends was not very enthusiastic to see me. They answered my "hello" with a very subtle one, and in general did not seem that curious about my trip. I told myself that they must have a rougher time than usual, maybe some problems in the love arena... who knows...
Today when I saw that the behavior got more pronounced I stopped them and asked them what's up?.
They looked at me with pain and rage, then said: " What's up? You are the one to ask! From the time that you came back from Israel you haven't talked to me; Several times when I greeted you on the path you ignored me; I learnt my lesson and started treating you with even kiln."
I looked at my friend who was clearly offended, and not knowing what to say said nothing and moved on.
Sometime later while cleaning the bathtub of the second floor of 134 I smiled. My friend behaved so much like I know myself to behave. Usually I am the one who goes to the other and complains: "You don't spend enough time with me, you ignore me, you didn't let me sit next to you", and my friend is usually the one who looks at me perplexed while I am surrendered by the energy that I created - mostly on my own. This time I had the opportunity to see what it feels like to receive such a message, to be in the presence of such a friend - and I loved them even more.
Thank you for loving me my friend. I love you.
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