molly

I have very few friends, very very few. This is a choice I made early on in my life. There are three reasons why I have kept my "wolf pack" small, 1st I only want to have people in my life I can learn from and grow with, 2nd I want to be the kind of friend who is fully present and supportive. Lastly, I’m fiercely private, I think that comes with being a Scorpio (this is weird considering I blog bout what others consider private subjects)

I have never been big on being popular or rolling with the crowed. Have only been part of a cliché once in my life and it turned out very badly (story for another day). It’s very difficult for me to let people in so I have kept the same friends basically all my life with the addition of a few people over the years who happen to capture my heart.

I get something from each of the people in my life. They all appeal to me on a spiritual level, its either we connect or we dont, I need to see myself in them so that I'm able to learn from them, get inspired and motivated by them.

One of my favourite people in the world is Molly. I met her in high school. Molly or Mo (real name Molatelo) had a quite rebellious spirit in high school. She looked sweet and cuddly on the outside but had a sharp and smart sarcastic interior. She was funny without being mean, truthful without making you feel stupid. She didn’t follow any one. She pledged no allegiance and needed no back up. She mirrored me and has continued doing so as we have grown together.

The past weekend Mo came over for a visit and we had a blast. We spent Friday night talking about God, how to consolidate culture and religion and the meaning of it all over a bottle of wine on Friday night, did a hike at the St. Benedict Abbey, Subiaco Mission Saturday. We made a Sunday roast and had a roaring laugh talking about boys over hunters dry with my big sister Zelda. Mo and I could have fun successfully in a bucket.

Upon reflection I’ve come to realise that even though we have such a good time, I love being around Molly because of the conversations. Molly is a thinker and a really great listener. She listens intently and patiently. I admire that. I admire how she always seems to seek out growth, how she isn’t afraid to learn. She is impulsive in that she doesn’t hold on to anything that does not bring her joy, she allows herself the freedom to move on with her life without dragging her past with her. So in a lot of ways Molly lives, she doesn’t just exist. She is delicately accretive, mistaken for being shy when in reality she doesn’t feel the need to prove herself as entertaining or smart to anyone. She is secure and stable and doesn’t need approval. Molly is in short a total rock star.