It's amazing how much power we give to others: power to make us happy or sad, power to change our plans just by simply calling, power to break our hearts. This is our personal power! I have the choice to be happy or sad, to make plans and carry them out, to guard and nourish my heart. But do I make that choice? Not often enough. I let midnight phone calls and short flights of fancy entice my soul into believing that other people can make me happier than I can make myself. What a bewitching deception!
The real key, it seems to me, is to understand, love, and appreciate myself enough to realize the value of my friendship--enough to realize that, although it is free, my friendship is a gift. My love is even more so. And, strangely, it seems that as I do this, I can truly share myself with others, trusting myself to keep my power intact. The sorrow comes in knowing that others who don't see their own value can't accept the gift.
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