Balance, what a difficult word.
There seems to be a world where it’s not ok to think about yourself. It puzzles me but yet I fall into that as well sometimes.
When you love, love deeply, you want to do everything for the object of your affection. You lose yourself in them.
And yet is this fairy tale ideal desirable? Viable? Healthy?
If you lose yourself do you not suffer a slow erosion of the soul? When one by one you give up everything that matters to you, when you ignore each layers of your own comfort until there is nothing left, just you raw and bare, when there is nothing at all of you, is that desirable?
Is that what we want to give? Is that what we demand of the ones we love? To lose themselves into us?
What happened to the celebration of the individual? When the other grows and learns and continues to change and to be passionate about everything? Isn’t that much more exciting?
I love to watch my boys grow. I literaly sit there and watch them. They fascinate me. I don’t want to dictate their taste or make them similar to me. I celebrate their emerging personalities and observe them mesmerized, with unconditional love.
Should we all be so lucky.
Blessed be
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We are complete when our unconscious and conscious meet as one, allowing us to soar and share all that we are.
March 16th, 2010
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