Summery Friends
Sometimes the idea of meeting new people, cooperating with and listening to them for more than the polite couple of minutes, can be daunting. I’m as good as the next guy at saying hello, shaking hands firmly yet demurely (not a limp fish, not a bear paw) and moving on my way. But to actually give of yourself and receive of someone else is quite the commitment.
At the Biddeford Art Walk on Saturday Kate and I were lucky enough to attract the whirring, busy bee energy of E.B. who was an 8 year old (I think?) who seemed to know anyone and everyone who was hip, productive and somewhat known in the town of Biddeford.
E.B. helps Kate to look awesome
Her energy was captivating and inspiring. Imagine your acquaintances, friends, etc. live on a shelf in glass jars. When you see one, you take down the jar and release all the information/emotions/connections associated with that person. The cool thing is the shelf isn’t finite. If you make one too many friends it’s not like one of the glasses will edge off the shelf and fall. The shelf just gets bigger!
So, because of E.B. I urge you all to take a breath the next time you meet someone new, steady yourself, and give that social transaction more than the attention it deserves. It’s a gift for you and them!
I just ran across this post, I know this little E.B. quite well. You wrote a wonderful little piece about her. I shall share it with her papa.
You do! 🙂 She was lots of fun to pass the time with, hard to believe that’s over a year ago!