Well today is like most externally. Kids, work, side hustle, kids, sleep and start the grind all over again. But something is different inside. I am starting to realize my purpose in life and it is leading to some significant plans. Its exciting and scary all at the same time. I guess I had a bit of what Oprah would deem an Aha! moment. But it seems like it would have been much more exciting, perhaps with a little pomp and circumstance. Maybe a few streamers and a horn. Or what about a few fireworks from the guy with the tent on the side of the road. Nope. Just me and an internal peace that everything will work out exactly as it should. Check me out sounding all existential and what not:) This year has been full of some amazing growth (which stemmed from a great deal of pain) and while I haven't arrived, I'm well on my way. I'm still battling with the crazy lady to keep herself composed. But I have to say, since I have cut out the drama that inevitably arises from loving someone that doesn't love me back - she hasn't really been coming around lately. And I'm not mad at her. I'm knocking on the door of harmony in life.
Now the question arises, is it possible to be in a relationship and still be in the soup of transformation? Do you have to become the final product first or is it enough that the person understands that you're on a journey and you would like them to ride shotgun. It seems like a reasonable request, except I hate long car trips (I digress). But seriously, I think it is all fine and good as long as the two of you are on a parallel journey. If you are both going, but at varying speeds, will that work? Or what if the journey becomes too difficult for one of you and you decide to stay where you are. Is that a relationship deal breaker? Questions, questions, questions???? And I haven't even found someone that I consider worthy of road dog status yet. The saga continues while I'm singing 'Swing down, sweet chariot stop and, let me ride'
Monday, November 16, 2009
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