A related thought.
Last night we had dinner at in NYC with two people we'd never met. Well, N had met one of them briefly years ago, but we didn't know them.
There was a steady stream of lively talk.
We both left feeling that most of what was on their minds they'd never expressed, and that we really had only intuitions and guesses as to what the "reason" for their seeking that dinner had been. It was most certainly not for the reason they'd given when the one N sort of "knew" called.
Before dinner, we had gone to have a drink at the apartment of friends who lived near the Cafe Luxembourg, where we were going for dinner. We've known the woman of this couple since for twenty years. We've been close. Gone on vacations together. Etc.
A few years ago, something important and good and life-changing happened to N and me.
To our disappointment (and profound shock), this did not make her at all happy. In the grip of some emotion we didn't know existed, she did what she could to ruin the experience for N and for me.
This is an extreme example of the sort of thing that happens in 3D more or less all the time: with time, and tested by new circumstances, friendships change as you perceive new aspects of the person you have "known" for so long.
She is the same person she always was. But, as is always the case, I hadn't seen the whole person.
I know I still haven't seen the "whole person," not hers, not anyone else's, here or in 3D.
We're still friends. It's not the same, sadly; because I know that deep down, she doesn't wish us well (I understand the reasons) and that's a hard new "facet" to discover in a friend.
I could tell so many stories about how, over time, 3D people have either changed or shown new aspects of themselves. They're all real manifestations of their "selves." None is the whole story. Ever. |
