Diamonds
have always been a thing of beauty, a thing of resilience. One of the hardest substances on Earth, they are one
of nature's wonders. How can something so beautiful be so strong. They
have been and still are symbols of status, a symbol of love - a gift of
love.
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Diamonds in the rough are still
a treasure and our friendships and love can easily be compared to
diamonds. If we appreciate the beauty, the resilience, and the strength of
love, the way we do of diamonds then, we are the richest people on earth.
If
we value our friendships, digging and
persevering to find that sparkle is well worth it. Unlike diamonds, that
love, that sparkle, exists even when not worn. It lives deep in our
hearts and sparkles from within. It is something that has no monetary
value, something that is priceless Something that can only be valued by the people to whom you
entrust your sparkle. A value that does not adjust to a financial
index metre. A value that will increase in worth for our duration, and
if we share that love it will linger forever.
Having
said this, I believe that love and friendship is something worth
mining. No matter how dirty you get in the process, the result is
priceless. The feeling is indescribable and, the benefits are beyond
expression. The beauty of holding
that love in your heart is worth the scrapes, worth time put in to seek
that sparkle. And, once you have that sparkle, you ensure that you
polish, preen, and keep it gleaming forever.
The
cutting of the diamond is as important as how we treat, and care for, our
friendships and love. The better the cut the better the quality.
Therefore examine that rough love, treat it with respect, treat it with
care. Look at each aspect of it and bring out that beauty, that
sparkle. Gently grind back those rough, and sometimes hidden flaws, and
and help them see the sparkle that they possess. Let them see that
diamonds are lovely as a solitaire but, when encrusted in a union of
love, that solitaire will look simple compared to a setting interwoven
with gold and other precious gems.
I
look at friendships of my own and some of my friends feel that they don't shine. They
feel dull and lifeless at times, tarnished from what life dishes out. But, if we
simply spend some time showing them their internal sparkle, they will
look in the mirror and realize they are glorious, that they are a thing
of beauty. Something that is priceless in ours and others eyes. Let's
face it, quite often we get too busy to think beyond ourselves, and while
we are preening our egos, we forget those that give us our sparkle in the
first place.
So I encourage you to
mine for that sparkle, be mindful of its value, be conscious of the
cutting. Develop the setting that is equally enjoyed and admired. Polish
with love often and treasure the beauty that sparkles within.
Until
next time, thanks for the emails, thanks for the encouragement, and
thank you for spending time with me. Stay safe, be kind to yourself
and share the love and remember, life's diamonds are forever.
Cheers!
Bitchescoz
Contact: luke65mcbride@gmail.com
As you may have
figured by now, I am quite into fashion and trying to look my best. My
partner, however, is not! Though he does like to wear my clothes and save
his own money. However, he could dress in a horse blanket and still
look great. Oh, the perils of a clothes horse.
In
our relationship we share most things. Somethings we do well together
as a team. Others we are capable of, but better at, or more experienced to
do alone. This is common within any household. General cleaning etc we
share. Cooking he mainly attends, I do on occasions but, I don't have
the savoir-faire that he does. So, I tend to limit my dining experiences
to the decoration of the table, the ambient music (that he can't hear
owing to being deaf) and the eating. Oh and lets not forget, the toasting of his culinary
successes with the glasses of champagne. (Ooops did I pluralize that?)
Anyway
I deviate from our Fuzzy Balls. Despite our differences in clothing,
one thing we really share is the preening that goes into cleanliness and
hygiene. Our hot water bills will attest to that. Neither of us like
things out of place, both body and home. One of us, not saying which,
jumps faster than me as soon as he sees things getting a little messy.
This jumping can sometimes carry a downside to his obsession for his
saving money, not wasting time, and environmental efficiency.
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To
elaborate, I tend to throw things in the washer to sort later. He, on
the other hand, sees the opportunity to save time and just throw anything
in on top without sorting. Yes, it gets clean but those fuzzy balls
that appear on my beautiful sweaters when they emerge from the wash just
drive me balmy. This is one of the said jobs that I am happier to do.
Yes, I am happy to do this, peg our socks in rows on the line, to
pick after dry and, allow him to iron later. But, please don't touch the
washer and give us fuzzy balls over our smooth attachments. Yes I
realize that you see it and want everything ship shape, but leave it to
the expert!
Having said all of this,
each and everyone of us has something to contribute to each other's
lives. Something,s we shine at and somethings, others shine at. This
being said, if we just pool our shining attributes, we can work together
to make things better. All of us are
different, but if we share our talents, the whole world may benefit.
It is far more beneficial to pool our resources and work together than
it is to stand and watch from the sideline. I am sure most of us have
the goal of getting along and making everyone else's, and our own lives,
less complicated, less alone, less fragmented.Yes there will be fuzzy
ball days but, if we share, take responsibility, and give a little, those
days will surely become less frequent.
If
we learn to share those frustrating days with others, we can learn to
experience others strengths and weaknesses. Offer our strengths to
the pool of life and work together for a common goal and that is
compassion, love and acceptance.
These are my thoughts, I hope that you will give me your thoughts about my fuzzy balls. Until next time, take care!
Cheers
Bitchescoz
Quite
often we complain our heads off, that our loved ones don't take any notice
of us, or, don't show interest in what we do. When they do, we must learn
to be gracious and thankful that they do.
For
instance the other day I wrote my piece on 'Roses are Red' not
thinking for a moment that he, my partner, would read, let alone comment
on, my reflections. He showed a positive reaction that only was fit for a
queen and the subtleties were beyond imagination.
It
all started with his caring and concern for my needs while hunched over
my iPad writing. The coffee, and the hot chocolate just appeared
beside me, as if we had imported a top waiter from one of the finest
dining establishments in Europe. The canapés appeared as fast as they
came out of the oven. His positive vibes were encouraging and up
lifting. My best friend phoned a few times to inquire of my day, and I
began to smell a rat as to why she kept the inquiry up! Why she
quizzically hinted how great it is that partners were so thoughtful! And was mine? As I am sooooo non conspiratorial, I just agreed and
kept on agreeing that owing to the latest developments I was indeed
blessed.
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Late in the afternoon we
went on our usual sojourn to the shops and suddenly my suspicions which
others possess (usually not I, he he) surfaced. Each time my 'just
in case' items appeared in the trolley, they stayed! No Houdini fairy
acts today I thought. We approached the checkout and there I was thinking I was home clear when, he suddenly needed a tinkle, leaving me to pick up the
tab. Leaving the supermarket and spying some nice fashion statements, I
ask him of his lotto ticket obsession, considering he had already just pulled
one of my favourite tricks just before. But no, he said, 'No need for lotto today, I purchased on line.' Something I had never experienced before. But
ok, I thought and we pushed the trolley to the car with the 'just in
case', the regular, and his bargain items. This was fast becoming a
strange turn of events.
We arrived
home, trundled the purchases into the house and suddenly he said, 'Going
for a ride, you care to join?'. I said not at the moment but would
catch him up in a while after I packed his 10 packs of bargain 'kleenex'
in an appropriate space along with my 'just in cases'. I
then raced to the bedroom to deck myself out in the new sports clothes I
had bought a few days earlier while he was having his trickle. Thought
how fab I looked and proceeded to the garage to my bike to meet him at
our rendezvous point.
Right then and
there the penny dropped - my best friend's quiz, his over concern, his
trickle at the checkout, buying the lotto on line. Those pennies
dropped, like a coin vending machine before my very eyes, when I looked at
my bike with the seat missing completely. The language of compassion
flowed through my mind and out of my lips that I am sure he would hear
even though he be deaf and kilometres from home.
When
he arrived home his care was astounding as to why I had not joined him.
I just said to him that my seat had fallen off my bike and I must have
misplaced it last time I rode. His little look of the executioner appeared
and he said that, I still should have joined him, as my new clothes and myself would have fitted snugly on the bike! Then he uttered his final word of,
'touché'.
Ok we settled the problem discretely. The bike seat was re-attached and all was forgiven so we moved on.
The
moral to the story is, with those around us we should be true, non
secretive and open to each other. Only then can we really know the
depth of love. Only then can they be open and loving to us. Above all,
that love should accept, appreciate, share, and forgive each other for both
our flaws and our potential.
Ok, now
that I have established the seed of forgiveness with him, and have
assured him, I will not send him to trickle or, encourage his lotto
penchant, he has given me a great idea that is much more discreet. I
have his credit card in hand, and I'm off to the computer to browse some
online fashion stores :)
Until next time, keep safe!
Cheers!
Bitchescoz
Conctact: luke65mcbride@gmail.com
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