I always liked that word. Tribes. Better than groups. Better than a clan. Maybe I just like the sound. It has a nice ring to it. Seems like it is more cohesive than the others. It’s hard to find the right tribe. The one that will support you but not baby you. That will be kind but be honest. That will be there even when it may be unpleasant. Will love you and laugh with you no matter what.
In this day of electronic devices, it’s hard to find a tribe that isn’t constantly looking at their texts or listening to their voice mails or checking their facebook page. As I wrote earlier I got myself into trouble pressing the wrong button and sending something else for everyone to see. I was embarrassed but more importantly angry at myself for getting sucked into all of the hoopla.
But I digress…Tribes. I’m so busy with work and family I have not been with a group of friends especially women in way too long. I long to get together and throw it down! To laugh and share our lives. I have tried very hard to have my tribe be made up of people I aspire to be. It seems I can find many who are looking for excuses to not really live life to the fullest. It’s easy to find reasons why things aren’t what they would like it to be. It really does take constant work to tell yourself that things can be better. There are better ways to deal with dilemmas and that it is our responsibility to make it happen.