Today I had lunch with my oldest friend in the world; we've known each other since age fourteen. We know each other's secrets and dreams, and over the years we've definitely hit some lumps in the proverbial cake batter of life.
No, I'm not thinking about peanut butter—I'm thinking about consistency.
Consistency:
- steadfast adherence to the same principles, course, form, etc.;
- agreement, harmony or compatibility, esp. correspondence or uniformity among the parts of a complex thing;
- the condition of cohering or holding together and retaining form; solidity or firmness;
- a degree of density, firmness, viscosity, etc.
(from dictionary.com)
Consistency means reliability, flow, and a commitment to smoothing things out when the road gets lumpy or bumpy. Because it will.
A commitment to consistency means you've got to have the right tools and resources on hand when the flow is impeded, whether by human foibles or environmental circumstances. We will make mistakes, and will invariably encounter a few dips and bumps along the way.
let it go – the
smashed word broken
open vow or
the oath cracked length
wise – let it go it
was sworn to
go
let them go – the
truthful liars and
the false fair friends
and the boths and
neithers – you must let them go they
were born
to go
let all go – the
big small middling
tall bigger really
the biggest and all
things – let all go
dear
so comes love
~ e. e. cummings ~
(Complete Poems 1904-1962)