"I have a dream to create an organization with a message of love that celebrates the magic of childhood."
Arlo Jared Lorenz
Arlo Jared Lorenz
The Hole Left Behind / November Giving
I’m going to do a cross platform post today between Empath Love and FeltIt InMyHeart Press because most days they are linked, but today they are very linked for me. I often take a look at life as Yin / Yang and today is one of those days where; Yin is the loss of a friend, and Yang is helping those less fortunate.
My world this week has been a bit empty, I lost a childhood friend at an age that I personally consider unacceptable, because he was a year younger than I. He was a great friend, amazing family man and world traveler, not only that he was an inspirational genuine good guy. To honor him I’m going to tell the story of how we met. I was 10 years old, new to town and in a new Boy Scout Troop. He was 9 years old and needed someone to share a tent with. I was happy to help out as friends were in high demand in my life. He was a goofy kid on first impressions, keep in mind this is a Pot / Kettle / Black / situation because my goofiness is well documented. With that said, we got along pretty well over the course of boy scout camp which was 4 nights, each of which we spent talking and forming the foundations of our friendship.
My favorite moment from the week goes as follows; through the grapevine of boy scout camp we’d found out that the root of the State Flower of South Dakota which was abundant in the area contained a version of Novocaine, and if you were to chew it, your mouth would go numb. So… we dug some up, rinsed it off and that night chewed on some American Pasque root. With some hilarity we found out that it worked, and we could no longer form clear words. In true boy scout fashion, we decided to try to tell each other scary camp stories without the ability to feel our tongues. This attempt quickly degraded into mumbled ghost sounds accompanied by rivers of drool, as we laughed ourselves to sleep.
This week / Today, the world feels a bit more empty, and I know that this is the Empath inside of me missing his earth bound spirit. I’ve found these bonds to be irreplaceable and they leave a hole in our lives, our hearts, and they remain somewhat unfilled. I miss him dearly and with time and patience hope that he finds my much weaker / less clear ability to communicate across the other side.
With all of that said, the hole left behind may not be able to be filled completely, but it can be mended, and it can be reasoned with. How? Well yesterday I gave books due to the giving program within the Children’s book program of FeltIt InMyHeart Press’s ‘Buy one Give one program’. I don’t sell much, so it’s not a regular occurrence that I can give, but it feels so good! I had spooled up 10 total copies, 1 My Little Luminaire, 3 Sonic the Flatulent Reindeer and 6 Bumble the Yeti, The Power of Yet. I gave these copies to Eve’s Place here in Sun City, it’s a domestic abuse shelter for families and youth. I’ve lamented in the past about how it can be difficult to find quality places to give books, but upon referral from another local charity, I reached out and was thrilled to receive a warm reception. I was welcomed into a heavily fortified outdoor waiting area by a guard and welcomed to a table where I could sign books. I had a delightful conversation with the staff there, and know that I will be back to give more books in the future. The staff stated that the books will be used as Christmas presents and are sure to make a difference, this of course was music to my ears.
The point and summary to this is; we can’t always reason the pain in our lives, it’s often unexpected and hits like a hammer, then we are left with the holes. I’ve found that my best way through is to try and reason with that hole, but also counteract it through acts of love and charity. I give back, I pay it forward through Yang (Forward nutritive motion) and this is what I’m all about, thus the book business and it’s giving philosophy.
As for my friend, I miss you dearly, I miss the thought of you jet setting around the world and bringing smiles wherever you go, and to all that you come in contact with. You made an impact on my life, and for that, I thank you, miss you, love you.
Keep flying, keep smiling Sir.
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I'm writing for the love of writing and the joy it brings. I figure I can defeat illiteracy if I publish in a socially equitable way. To do this I give away one book, for every one purchased to an organization that supports at risk youth.