art Janet Balboa
“Real friendship or love is not manufactured or achieved by an act of
will or intention.
Friendship is always an act of recognition.
This
metaphor of friendship can be grounded in the clay nature of the human
body.
When you find the person you love, an act of ancient recognition
brings you together.
It is as if millions of years before the silence of
nature broke, your lover’s clay and your clay lay side by side.
Then in
the turning of the seasons, your one clay divided and separated.
You
began to rise as distinct clay forms, each housing a different
individuality and destiny.
Without even knowing it, your secret memory
mourned your loss of each other.
While your clay selves wandered for
thousands of years through the universe, your longing for each other
never faded.
This metaphor helps to explain how in the moment of
friendship two souls suddenly recognize each other.
It could be a
meeting on the street, or at a party or a lecture, or just a simple,
banal introduction, then suddenly there is the flash of recognition and
the embers of kinship glow.
There is an awakening between you, a sense
of ancient knowing.
Love opens the door of ancient recognition.
You
enter.
You come home to each other at last.
As Euripides said, “Two
friends, one soul.”
John O'Donohue, Anam Cara: A Book of Celtic Wisdom
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