i’ve been swept off my feet, which is a lovely feeling, and that floating, not quite touching the earth, is a lovely place to be.
Only, you know, i don’t have a solid footing, don’t have even one, much less both feet on the ground. So i know, even while i’m floating happily, that i may come down with a slight thud.
There is a poem that starts:
“People come into your life for a reason, a season or a lifetime.
When you figure out which one it is,
you will know what to do for each person.”
Many of youall are probably already familiar with the poem. I’d heard the first line many times, and liked the sound of it, agreed with the sentiment. But when i googled it this morning to see if it fit with what i was thinking, i found:
When someone is in your life for a REASON,
it is usually to meet a need you have expressed.
They have come to assist you through a difficulty;
to provide you with guidance and support;
to aid you physically, emotionally or spiritually.
They may seem like a godsend, and they are.
They are there for the reason you need them to be.
Then, without any wrongdoing on your part or at an inconvenient time,
this person will say or do something to bring the relationship to an end.
Sometimes they die. Sometimes they walk away.
Sometimes they act up and force you to take a stand.
What we must realize is that our need has been met, our desire fulfilled; their work is done.
The prayer you sent up has been answered and now it is time to move on.”
That seemed particularly apt at this point, since GW has sort of walked away from me. Well, not sort of, more like totally. Like he’s not returning IM’s or answering e-mails.
And that’s ok. He was a bright light in my life for a brief time, and i’ll never forget him. And i’m ok – really.
i’m sure he is too. i hope he got something from our relationship. In my best fantasy, he continues to write his blog about his experiences, and becomes a well-established and beloved member of the blogging community.
But that’s strictly my fantasy, and all i can do is send him my affection in friendship as we both move on. i hope it turns out that i was his friend for a reason too.
Sin, over at Finding My Submission wrote a wonderful piece on relationships. Doing TTWD isn’t easy, relationships aren’t easy, trying to find our way through this maze is downright difficult.
And i know it doesn’t make it easier that i have this blog. It creates a level of public scrutiny that may be daunting.
i hesitate to tell people that i even have a blog – but then i feel uncomfortable talking about them behind their backs, so to speak. It’s on my fetlife profile, and i’ve thought about taking it off, but for some probably warped reason, i don’t want to.
i know i’m not the only one who struggles with this. But ~ in all honesty ~ i love my blog a lot. It’s my chance to process my feelings, and get feedback.
i think that youall are, collectively, the world’s best therapist. {With all due respect to JM, the amazing analyst.} Your comments are almost always reflective and empathic listening.
Sfp was commenting on this a while back – if we write that something was wonderful, the comments tend to reflect on it being wonderful. If we say something was awful and miserable, the comments talk about how awful it must have been. That’s reflective listening.
Sometimes the commenter send hugs, or shares his or her experience that connects with the post. That’s empathic listening.
Those two listening skills and the validation they offer are the therapist’s most powerful interventions. In therapy, if i could do only one thing, i would validate the person’s feelings.
And we do that for each other all the time.
Just saying, “I get it. I know how you feel. I’m with you.” We almost never tell the blogger he or she shouldn’t feel that way, that they’re wrong. And why would we? Each of us is entitled to our own feelings, our own experience of the universe.
That’s why Anon, who pops up on Sin’s blog from time to time, hits such an incredibly discordant note. She comes in shrieking that we’re wrong – all wrong!! She’s like the anti-validater – the antithesis of everything we usually are for each other.
But, like any good therapist, we aren’t 100 percent approval and validating. Sometimes the challenge slips into the comment – gently, kindly, usually a question, or a comment that the writer’s experience has been different.
Sometimes, for those of us who are friends by e-mail, the challenge may come privately. A note that says, warmly and kindly, something like, “I’ve been thinking about your situation, and …”
Always, it’s broached with love, which makes it easy to hear the message. And, having been simmering in the warm broth of validation, it’s a lot easier to accept a “But what about…?”
Sometimes the challenge is in someone else’s blog – accidentally, or because our ideas bounce off each other. Something i read can set me off a whole new path of ideas.
In any case, there are things i don’t put on the blog ~ lots of them, actually. And i recognize that sometimes it complicates my relationships because of the blog, but i try to be respectful and open at the same time.
Anyhow.
There are new adventures down the road. No telling where i’m headed next. But ~ there’s a small munch on Sunday i might go to.
And Sfp will be here next week ~ woohoo!
In September, i’m going to COPE.
And in October, ‘Nilla’s coming to visit.
So life is good. i go over those things in my head like a litany of pleasures to come.
And ~ laughing ~ i can say, “Stay tuned for the new adventures of aisha…”