like another winter is almost behind us. The Spring Equinox is just weeks
away, and soon it will be time to turn our attention once again to the
outdoors, to growing things and nurturing them, and thrilling in the newness
feel like Iíve been a recluse. If it werenít for my day job at the newspaper
downtown, I would be content to remain, unseen, in my house and not socialize
with anyone for days, perhaps weeks. Life certainly keeps me busy enough to
just want to stay home and catch up... which never seems to happen.
goodness the need to earn a living forces me to sit behind a desk in an office
full of people five days a week, where I have contact with the outside world
via the telephone. Gone seem to be the days when I put together meetings,
conferences and UFO support groups. Iíve been content to step aside and let
others take over that role. Iíve had much work to do within my own Self these
last few years.
it crosses my mind, why do people go out of our lives? I look back at all the
many friendships and associations I once had, and I look around myself now and
wonder, where did they go?
used to have a thriving core group of lightworkers in my valley. Several of us
would gather at regular intervals, sometimes for a weekly meditation at
somebodyís house, other times for a special event. We were like family. Slowly
the friends dissipated, going their separate ways, some of them leaving this
dimension. Now I can count on one hand the lightworker friends that remain in
do people come... and go? What happens to them... or is it us? Am I the reason
why the people I used to know so well and associate with donít seem to want to
come around anymore? Is it the fact that they are all just way too busy in
their own lives?
often get the reaction, ďOh, I know you are so busy... I didnít want to bother
you.Ē And I get to thinking, okay... perhaps I let this person know in a
subtle way that I preferred to be alone at one time. And now they believe I
want nothing to do with them. The assumption they made is not necessarily
have some friends I once hung around with who started making excuses, and
finally I made the assumption that they didnít want to remain friends. And so
I stopped contacting them.
whatever reason, perhaps my vibration changed, or theirs. People come into our
lives and, more often than not, they leave. Their interests, their views
change over the years. But I fondly recall all the good times we used to have,
all the sharing and caring... and sometimes I miss it. But not really.
seems as I get older, I become more reclusive, and find that I am really my
own best friend. I am happy when I am alone. I enjoy doing things that you do
when you are alone, such as reading, writing, playing music, being artistic
and creative. Yet I would be lost without Relationship.
is important even when you like being alone. I am one of the fortunate few who
has found her soul mate, and we have been together for 15 years now. He is my
very best friend.
have good relationships with my three sons, who faithfully phone their mother
at least once a week, and I have relationships with the animals I help care
for, and the plants, and the home that houses and protects me. My relationship
with the Creator is constant and unchanged. I am grateful for all that God has
blessed me with, and so it really does not matter if people I once knew and
loved have moved on. I still think of them... I smile... and I cherish their
Spring is coming, and perhaps it will be time to plant seeds and nurture new
friendships and relationships with others. My reclusive nature will duck aside
once more as the Universe calls me into the service for which I came to this
planet at this time.
has its time and its purpose.
Ulrich Miller is publisher of The Star Beacon and author of the
recently published novel, The Light Being, available from Earth Star
Publications, P.O. Box 117, Paonia, CO 81428 ($17.95 postpaid). See