He told me once that he'd destroy the tower that I had built. At that moment, I didn't really believe him, but today, it has come true.
My journey with him has been a hard one. As discussed in the part 1 version, he scared me. I was scared because he embodied everything that I didn't like in puppies. He was adorable, capable, had the ability to seduce with the look of innocence. He was handsome, charming, knew just what to say, do and be for the a particular moment in time.
I am happy to say that I'm over that now. I like to think of myself as more of a diamond more than animal. If I were to think of myself as an animal, it would be some mythological creature: a unicorn.
I digress. The puppy came over, with an attitude to be kind and helpful. I asked him to come over because I was afraid. I was feeling the loss of strength to go on. I realized that fear is a huge detriment to my progress in life. I am a defensive person. He was kind enough to be distracted by my dodge, distraction and evasiveness. He wasn't easily distracted, as he usually is. I appreciated that for a moment. I believed that he actually cared for me. He set his own tendencies down to listen to what I had to say. He was quite inquisitive about how I was feeling and thinking.
He told me that I like to resist far too much than I should. I don't want to do the things that I need to do to be a better person. I would rather be a martyr than have to work out my own salvation; if you will. He told me that I don't look at the good around me, but it's easy for me to see the good around other people. He said that I don't want to work for the goodness as others have to work for, because my foresight doesn't really work in my life. I can see the good in others lives, but it's not so clear for mine. He encouraged me to at least look forward and become what I need to be.
I had promised that I would give all that I had to help the puppy in his quest to be a better person. We have a lot in common. The most significant thing we have in common, is we know what is to be lonely. The problem that I freely gave him all the diamonds that I didn't mind giving out. There was one last diamond that I didn't want to give him, Trust. I didn't want to give that one to him. I made up a whole bunch of things and ideas to help justify the idea that he didn't really need all the diamonds that I gave him. It was his willingness to be kind to me, when I could see that he was genuinely concerned for my well being that I gave him my last diamond. When I did, I felt free. I wasn't afraid of him anymore.
He gave me a blessing and then off he went. Before he left, I realized that I had made a best friend! He knows all of who I am and still cares for me. He told me he'd always revered the time we shared. He said that I've helped him in such a way, that he'll always have me as a pinnacle moment in his life. I feel the same way too. He was the first person that I feared and gave him my all. He gave me a hug, told me he loved me and went home.
I love him too.
I feel wonderful... I am happy, and will remember this moment for all time. I have this icy hot feeling in my heart and back... it is wonderful. I feel love and peace.
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