One of my mentors, Richard Miller, reminds me from time to time that it is important to have a trusted friend to talk with when life is frustrating, challenging…well, you know how life can be. Mentors are often trusted friends as well. Richard is my Yoga Nidra Guru Master. I can see his face and hear him chuckle at my calling him that. He would never describe himself as a Master. He has traveled the road ahead of me, both studying and living the path of non-duality and oneness. He is a source of trusted information and guidance, proven by his life and his work (http://www.irest.us/). For me, that defines a Master.
A trusted friend does not have to be the same person in every situation. One of my most trusted friends is the one I turn to with two specific needs. If I am holding on to something that disturbs my peace, I tell her all about it, with the intention of releasing it once and for all. It sets me free. If I am seeking to manifest something in my life, I share my vision or dream. We laugh about this one because she comes to me with her dreams as well. Our connection is so clear, so strong that we have to be ready to receive before we talk. Once we say it to each other, it manifests very quickly so hang on! Fun, right? Right!
I am currently single so there is no partner to lean on. I do have male friends that are available when I need that unique male point of view. Our brains do work differently so their perspective is a good balance for my feminine intuition and reasoning. The balance of yin/yang is so helpful.
Frustration is one of the more uncomfortable states for me. Talking it out can help me settle down and begin problem solving rather than engaging in those endless head circles that lead me absolutely nowhere. Can anyone relate to this? My last few days have caused me to read my own blog entries! Peaceful, sweet mornings when I felt so balanced I laughed quietly about everything that came my way. Frustrating, imbalanced afternoons that brought me to the brink of primal screams. I have no idea what flipped the switch. Paradoxes, you think? Balance, who me? Finally, tears of exhaustion brought me to the place of knowing it was time to reach out. Hopefully, next time I will realize that more quickly.
It is complicated because some of the issues are confidential. I awoke this morning knowing where to turn. I emailed a friend of fifty years whom I had confided in last week. It only took me five sentences to report what happened, admit my frustration, and come into balance and peace. Five minutes and I don’t even know when he will read the email. A trusted friend is a treasure. Knowing that someone who cares is aware of what I am feeling reminds me of my innate oneness and this brings me back into the wholeness that I am.
I remember the peace of my soul. I rest and abide there, knowing balance is returning and soon I will laugh quietly in the joys and frustrations of my days.
May you remember the peace of your soul. May you rest and abide there. May you have a trusted friend within your being and, when needed, in the being of another. May balance return easily. May you find joy and quiet laughter in your days.