Her Kind of Love

Today is Maurya’s birthday. This once vibrant woman is now a place in my heart. I no longer think about calling her on special days but it is the rare day that I don’t think of her at all.

And when the reality of her death washes over me yet again, the pain opens my heart to loss, which overflows into love, finally pooling into gratitude. The love is forever, the gratitude for over 50 years of friendship immense, enough for the years I live without her.

Or so I tell myself every moment I reach for our friendship. It is as solid as stardust, and it’s everywhere—the shimmer of a leaf, sunlight on pond waters, moonlight waxing or waning.

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1990 Maurya (L)

Never cast aside your friends if by any possibility you can retain them.

We are the weakest of spendthrifts if we let one friend drop off

through inattention, or let one push away another,

or if we hold aloof from one for petty jealousy,

or heedless slights or roughness….

(Mother’s Magazine, 19th century)

And while I never knew about Mother’s Magazine before Maurya’s death, it is to those words I turn. At some point, they were important enough that she wrote them down.

It was how Maurya lived. She accepted that often our shortcomings and our strengths are one and the same. She did not suffer fools nor was she unkind. She understood people have only their kind of love to give.

It is easy to lose a friend but a new one will not

come for the calling nor make up for the old one.

And when it is death that comes calling, the loss is no less.

Aim for Even posts offer equanimity a dose at a time. No day or dose is ever the same, even if the aim is. You may read about the origins of Aim for Even here or on this site’s About page.

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    1. The love is forever, Val, as you say. I do miss her but to have known such a light is the forever of which you and I speak. And I’m so grateful to have known this woman who embodied equanimity. As you can imagine, she lived a rich, diverse life. She knew no enemies. Thanks, Val!
      Karen

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