Friend or Foe

December days had begun. It is getting colder, inside and out. The news is not our friend, that's for sure. War, migration, hunger, inflation, envy, hatred, anger, impatience, gossip, and so on. What can a spiritual person do in such material circumstances?

Mantra meditation is one of the critical moments of my day. I feel lost when I miss it or can't do my regular rounds. Sometimes even worse than that - I feel dead. I act like a zombie, just doing my material duties and nothing more. Drowning in the pressure and high voltage of others' emotions put on me. I know I must find a way out. I want to celebrate this last month of 2022. December deserves more. So do I.

Not everyone who smiles at you and says nice words are your friend. Similarly, not everybody who says hurtful words and looks angry is your foe. Friends can turn into enemies at any minute. You don't know what lies in a man's/woman's heart, deep inside where nobody else can see it. I believe god sees everything. That's why I say what's on my mind and in my heart. I don't like and don't play games.

I suggest we all stop feeling guilty about every little thing. We all worked our asses off during this whole year. We made and kept our resolutions, we tried every possibility and chance that came up along the way. We are the dreamers this world would dry out fast without. Having an enormous amount of fantasy doesn't mean you can't handle reality. It only means you have more ways than ordinary people. Being open-minded, living with compassion, creating with your each and every breath - that's human life to me.

I consider myself a true friend of all. To become my foe, you have to do something really bad (or dark) and trust me, none of you want to go there. I have found my inner peace. I made a deal with god. I believe that's all that matters. People come and go, whether they are companions, lovers, haters, friends, or foes. God is the only one who stays. God is the only one who truly knows me and loves me. Nobody else cares. Some kind people might try to show me some love, but they can't put my story before theirs. That's totally all right. We are all selfish bastards rumbling down on Planet Earth.

your soul spark,

Kata The Nomad