Monday, May 25, 2015

Corners

"Iron sharpens iron,
    and one man sharpens another." -proverbs 27:17

That verse of scripture is one that I have kept tucked in my heart since about 2008. I hold onto it because I know it to be true. Whether you consider it in a spiritual or non-spiritual context we are shaped by those around us. Some people we bump against and never want to encounter again. Others we bump once and can't wait until the next time we interact. Regardless of the outcome, we are affected in some way.

A few weeks ago I started thinking about the times I have spent with and around great friends. The kind that my "pole" is attracted too (see below and get your filthy mind out of the gutter Step, lol). And when I remember those periods in my life I realize that my edges were smoother. I was friendlier, warmer, more generous, less cautious, proactive, less fearful, and more present. When in the physical presence of true friends my corners were rounder and I was more of a circle than a square.

In the absence of great friends my edges get a bit more sharp. I react more impulsively, my level of compassion drops, and essentially I become like a square. A square that when others bump against can be a little rough and pointy. Still sharp and sharpening others but with a different kind of impact. 







A magnetic field measurement (by itself) cannot distinguish whether there is a positive charge moving to the right or a negative charge moving to the left.

When I was a kid I used to play with the magnets that held things up on our refridgerator. I would take the magnets out of their plastic school buses, houses and alphabet shapes to hold them up to one another. Yeaaaa you're remembering too. Depending on which way I held the magnet it would either jump to hug the other magnet or create that invisible force (repulsion) that made me feel kind of like a superhero trying to out muscle the magnet's repulsion.

I think you get the point here. No pun intended.

The best is yet to come,
~Adwoa

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