People remain stuck in the tidal flow between the Comfort zone and the Fear Zone. As we fight the riptide we exhaust ourselves frenziedly fighting to push the pulls of the tide. Growth required embracing uncertainty and risking it all to swim across the tides instead of fighting them.
We don't see the world as it is, we see it as we are― Anaïs Nin There isn't much to add at this point. I did what I did. Beatrix did what she did. Painter did what she did. Pretty monkeys are gonna fly. We each have our own reasons, stories, and imaginings about the others'... Continue Reading →
I say this knowing just as Painter or Beatrice are not responsible for my betrayal, lies, and secrets, I am not responsible for theirs. At the end of the day how each of us reacts or responds to others is about our relationship to our emotional selves. Essentially, the ways in which we rigidly grasp our stories, imaginings, and entitlements define how we react or respond to the world around us. It defines everything from our suffering to our joys.
As much as I practice suiting up and showing up there is still a melancholy that follows me like dirt off Charles Schulz’s Pigpen.