I am aware that I am not the first to write about love... I am not the most eloquent nor the least experienced - it's on my mind at the moment... so here it is.
I am in love with my partner. In a big, full-bodied, connected-on-lots-of-levels kind of way. Aaaaaand we are also two human beings with different ways of seeing and thinking and communicating sharing a space and a life together. Reality.
So, where do you draw the line in the unconditional / conditional love Likert scale?
I know a couple who have been together 12 years. Happily. I asked them what they thought was the key to loving / co-habiting / growing with another person... and I asked them because they weren't self-help / workshop / therapy people (not that there's anything wrong that - am one myself) - I asked them because they were living it.
Here's the gold: they both said "Loving each other exactly as they are - not trying to change the other... at all."
I said "Really? Not even a little bit?".... apparently not even a little bit.
Simple.
Wednesday, 8 June 2011
Sunday, 29 May 2011
Virgin Blogger
I'm sure that the adult ed classes that people go to on blogging (Creative Writing: How To Write An Effective Blog or similar) are full of useful info. However, being a true-blue Sagittarrean woman I skipped that option. Didn't event Google for a free Top Ten Tips story or anything.
I did have a rapidly passing thought that perhaps I should take a moment to get clear on my objectives for this blog... but I didn't.
I have long had a theory that one of the best and most bonding aspects of friendship involves the collecting of random/funny/meaningful/embarrassing and/or life-changing experiences and then sharing them... in detail with friends. In fact some of my experiences become more funny when my mind cuts to the telling-aforementioned-friends part... like the time I found myself in a Hillsong Prayer Meeting by accident (true story)....
There I was being prayed for by the group members because they knew I had a job interview the next day... eyes closed... listening to the fabulous voice of the woman next to me (she was really into the gospel style of praying which is way more engaging than the slightly regimented kind I grew up with)... and I start thinking what my Facebook status update was going to be. Funny. And it was funny.... a few weeks and many, many comments later we still get a giggle out of that story.
Not that there's anything wrong with the whole PostSecret movement... I'm just saying there is a lot to be learned, loved and laughed about (at or with) by sharing out loud. Try it.
I did have a rapidly passing thought that perhaps I should take a moment to get clear on my objectives for this blog... but I didn't.
I have long had a theory that one of the best and most bonding aspects of friendship involves the collecting of random/funny/meaningful/embarrassing and/or life-changing experiences and then sharing them... in detail with friends. In fact some of my experiences become more funny when my mind cuts to the telling-aforementioned-friends part... like the time I found myself in a Hillsong Prayer Meeting by accident (true story)....
There I was being prayed for by the group members because they knew I had a job interview the next day... eyes closed... listening to the fabulous voice of the woman next to me (she was really into the gospel style of praying which is way more engaging than the slightly regimented kind I grew up with)... and I start thinking what my Facebook status update was going to be. Funny. And it was funny.... a few weeks and many, many comments later we still get a giggle out of that story.
Not that there's anything wrong with the whole PostSecret movement... I'm just saying there is a lot to be learned, loved and laughed about (at or with) by sharing out loud. Try it.
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