Best of 2018’s Week 38

screenshot_20180922-222430“It was a seven year relationship. It wasn’t simply a break-up. You weren’t simply dating. You were Partners. This is a funeral. It doesn’t matter how or why it died. Honor the truth. Love the experience. Own the loss and pain. Don’t rush yourself. Don’t hide. Don’t run. All things in their season. If she loves you and has a heart she will eventually be forced to deal with her truth. If she keeps running? It won’t matter.” 

Paraphrasing Doctor De

I think of you often and with tenderness and kindness. Also, I really want to have rough, beautiful, make-up sex with you…but I’d be willing to start with sushi, conversation and dancing.

I miss your smile…and belonging to you.

Here are the people, places, and things that carry me forward through the day as I trudge the road of happy destiny.

September 20th
Unconditional love

Unconditional love is not so much about how we receive and endure each other, as it is about the Deep vow to never, under any condition, stop bringing the flawed truth of who we are to each other.

Mark Nepo
The Book of Awakening

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 “But we look deeply on each other, and you accept my flaws, but not my behavior, and I am grateful for the chance to work on myself. Somehow, it all brings us closer.”

Much is said about unconditional love today, and I fear that it has been misconstrued as an extreme form of “turning the other cheek,” which to anyone who has been abused is not good advice. However, this exaggerated passivity is quite different from the unimpeded flow of love that carries who we are.

In truth, unconditional love does not require a passive acceptance of whatever happens in the name of Love. Rather, in the real spaces of our daily relationships, it means maintaining a commitment that no condition will keep us from bringing all of who we are to each other honestly.

For example, on any given day, I might be preoccupied with my own needs, and might overlook or bruise what you need and hurt you. But when you tell me and show me your hurt, and I feel bad, and you accept that sometimes I go blind to those around me. But we look deeply on each other, and you accept my flaws, but not my behavior, and I am grateful for the chance to work on myself. Somehow, it all brings us closer.

Unconditional love is not the hole in us that receives the dirt, but the sun within that never stops Shining.