You Might Not Know My Friends

You might not know my friends when you first meet them. You might not know them ever. But I know them well.

You might know them because you've never seen them, or talked to them, or listened as they tell the stories that make them who they are. Or maybe you have and you just weren't there.

You might not know my friends even if you met them as a child, gone to school with them, shared a house or worked in their store.

You may have spent years right next to them without seeing the friends I see.
I saw them within seconds -- sometimes before we said hello.

Is the same true of your friends?

We might never know.

letting me be, me liz strauss

Millions of Us

It's called skin hunger. We need to touch each other. If we don't experience 16 touches a day, we unconsciously start bumping into people. Our skin gets lonely.

It's probably a way of preserving the species.

He said, "You knew."
I said, "So did you. Knowing isn't always believing."

Our spirit has a hunger. We need reach out for a energy, space, and beauty. If we don't experience 16 delights a day, we unconsciously start collapsing. Our soul gets lonely.

It's probably away of encouraging evolution.

In infinity a wide open spirit runs and rushes like water.
We howl at the moon only this time we're laughing.

And the energy and wonder
we give to each other by receiving
makes us all so outshine the darkness
that we cannot tell the people from the stars.

And I know and believe
we are millions of us.

Letting me be ... me liz strauss