Peace? Peace. I hate the word, as I hate hell, all Montagues, and thee.

Peace.

I love peace. I strive for peace.

I strive for people to surround me with the same ideals.
It's one thing to say it.
You need to show it.

Numerous conversations have been had just this morning.
It's one of those days.
Contemplative.

The general gist of conversation has been peace, balance, friendships, and the choices we make.
How things can change so drastically in spans of months, weeks, days.
How friendships come and go, and what that means.
How the people we choose to spend our lives with balance us, enlighten and enrich us, and what we are willing to do and not do.

I have, on occassion, been accused of being a "friend hopper" (yes my friends, we may leave high school but high school never leaves us!).

Now, the whole concept of being a friend hopper really pisses me off.
I, and so many others, understand and appreciate the reality that people cannot and do not live in each others pockets 24/7. Friends are allowed to have other friends, friends are allowed to go periods of time without having to talk, see each other, be part of their lives.

Now, don't get me wrong. Each and every one of my friends is part of my life regardless.

But please, balance people.

My "bff" and I have been friends for 20 years. We can go weeks without talking and know that, no matter what, we are just a call, a text, a visit away. There are no complications, EVER, there is no jealousy, resentment, no need for justification or exuses. It is what it is.

I find that with the people I make the choice to keep in my life, are fitting into the same pattern. This makes me exceedingly happy.
People need to understand this concept. They really do. This, is peace.
This is what it's all about.

A few people that are unable to understand this have slowly been let go of. People that are so needy and dependant on having attention and affection of anyone and everyone in their lives.

I am quite content to be left alone, even crave it at times.
People who are content in their own company is something that people in this world cannot even contemplate, let alone do.

It astounds me though, their behavour. The world won't end if someone isn't paying attention to you.
They think it will, but if anything, it's when you aren't looking for it and demanding it, you get it the most.
These people have to receive attention, good, bad or ugly, because if they have people talking about them, to them, they won't disappear.

But, we are not imaginary.

We are all very much here.

"You're no one until someone talks about you" is the mentality they seem to have.

That mentality is not peace, it is not enlightenment.
Happiness and peace gets thrown in the "too hard" basket.
What they don't seem to realise is that, when you embrace it, it makes everything that much better.

You can choose your mentality.

And whether it's easier or not, you embrace it and you go with it.
It comes as it comes.

You are never given more than you can handle.

Ever.

The people who shun that, think that it's all too hard, will keep having it thrown at them until they realise they can, and then it's done.

It's as simple and as difficult as that.

Peace.