We are threads. We have been cut before our time was even here. Our length… well we can shorten it, or lengthen it through choice, but not by that much. It is what it is suppose to be, for the most part.
We are a tapestry. Our threads make that tapestry. We are intertwined, we are woven in and out and around all the other threads and affect those other threads as they affect us.
We leave our fibers on these threads we’ve intertwined with, leaving the other forever changed in someway. We affect and influence others as they affect and influence even more. Our impact is not immediate sometimes, and can and will impact others… from others… from others. But always our impact is right.
Points are made in this tapestry that our thread must travel as we must impact others. This is not our choice, but it is necessary to help build the beauty of the whole. Of this there is no choice as it is to support other threads. For without our thread traveling there, the tapestry is not as strong nor complete.
Through these points and through who we are intertwined with it is our choice on how vibrant we are or how dark. Do we stand and shine above and be seen highlighting, are we on the underside supporting, or are we dark and deep; this is our choice. It is our choice on how strong we are, bendable, malleable, how fragile or vitreous we appear. It is our choice.
Our colors affect. There is action and reaction in this. All colors are necessary. We all fit. Our threads compliment and contrast. There is none that is wrong as it makes the whole.
Our strengths affect. Again, there is action and reaction in this. All strengths are necessary. We all fit. Our strengths bring others up or push them down. Direct and divert. Again., there is none that is wrong as it makes us as a whole.
Threads are not just the other threads you’ve been intertwined with for a duration, but there are some threads which pass by directing your thread a different direction than the path the thread was on. This is not by choice, but by design. It is the time of life that life takes such a dramatic change and you move onward, just a different course from before. And then… and then… there are threads that come in and out of your own path, again, for a reason.
Some threads will always stay and be associated with yours. This is family. Some threads will stay for an eternity, intertwine and direct, these are the friends who become family. Some threads are for a certain duration and these are the friends. And then some threads will brush by one day and you’ll never intertwine again. All are for a purpose, to direct, influence and divert.
Our choices; color and strength; affect. We are brought together minimally by choice. How we chose to affect those around us is our choice. And to a point we, our own threads in such a large masterpiece are able to divert, lengthen, shorten and change ourselves and of those around us. We are just a small bit of the tapestry.

