When we said out goodbyes I didn't feel bad for them, sure they were now old lonely men but in place of love for a woman they now had friendship with one another. Friendship is a form of love, sure it doesn't have the perks of sex or a life companion but just to know you can eat a burrito bowl at 8:15 on a cold January night and make old/new jokes with an old friend made me think, we are never alone and just call a buddy for a quick fix of love.
Thursday, January 6, 2011
A book about...
My mother got me a book called "La Maestria del Amor" which means "The Mastery of Love", the author Don Miguel Ruiz explains most of his ideas and thoughts on love through "parable" like stories. Those are usually the kind of ways that I was taught things as a child so his teachings go well with my train of thought. As I was reading this small but thought provoking book (I have to stop every 3 sentences to take everything in) I got up from the Chipotle table and as I was walking away I over heard these older men laughing and surprisingly speaking Spanish. I made my way to the trash can and laughed at their little joke and one of them, Patricio, heard me giggle and said "She knows what I'm talking about, she knows spanish." At this remark his friend, Milton, turned and said hello. For the next 30 mins I sat with these kind and funny strangers and talked about their lives, futbol and why their marriages didn't work. Everything that went wrong, everything that changed and every challenged that had occurred in their marriage, paralleled with what Ruiz spoke about in his book. I found it very interesting and once again life taught me that there is so much to learn from others and not everything is a coincidence. I took quotes from the book and brought it out for these men to think about and for the most part they agreed. They had put their happiness in the hands of others, expected things that weren't realistic of their partner and in the end lost love.
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