What is it in the brain that makes us want to be special in someone else’s eyes and life? What makes us want to be the first, or the only, the last, the best? What makes us see certain things as sacred? For me, the flip side of this coin is jealousy. I don’t always…
Category: Relationships
Thoughts and Readings on Being in a Healthy Relationship
KNOW THYSELF
Two nights ago I was asked what my Enneagram types were. Until a few months ago, I knew nothing about these personality type indicators. I saw people posting them on their dating profiles. I took a test in November – and my two highest scores were type 9 The Peacemaker (98%) and type 2 The…
*POP*
Happiness. I write, often, as a way to give voice to my inner workings…. the battle between thinking and doing, the tug of war that lives in the very word between (love and hate, joy and pain, feeling and reflecting). I write (and read) in search of my interpretation of a good and meaningful life….
TOLERANCE AND MERCY
Today was one of those grey city days. Low clouds obscured the tops of the buildings and a cold mist ____ the city… poetic word choice: blanketed feels too cliche, swaddled is too warm, fell is too passive, enveloped? pestered? nibbled? permeated? lingered over the city…. I made my way to Cafe Keough, read a…
EXPECTATIONS: WANTING EVERYTHING AND NOTHING AT ALL
This morning’s fodder begins with the increased pressures we put on our partners and the increasing isolation we feel in modern society. I opened up a new browser tab and after a brief search on the neuroscience of how grief affects the brain, I scanned my pocket recommendations. I’m came across an article in The…
A TREMENDOUS DANGER, A TREMENDOUS RESPONSIBILITY
From our formative attachments to our great loves, relationship is the seedbed of our becoming, the laboratory of our self-invention and reinvention. Maria Popova I had a couple of hours on my hands last night. I didn’t go out. I intended to write. I’m finding I’m more productive in the mornings (like this morning). I…
FOR THE SAKE OF HABIT
Rough and tumble storms have been rolling through Memphis this morning. It’s in the mid-sixties, there’s a lot of thunder and lightening. Seems a bit crazy for January. Yesterday I read that an organization in Australia made dire predictions for climate change – basically saying that by 2050, civilization will collapse in to chaos because…
GRIEF AND A CELEBRITY SIGHTING (SORTA)
This morning, after my run (yay to me for finding time), I settled in to an article I had set aside to read: The Strangeness of Grief by V. S. Naipaul. I am, at times, obsessed with the subject. It’s not something I’ve ever really experienced, at least not on the level of what I’ve…
I DON’T NEED ALONE TIME. IS THAT A BAD THING?
Today I’m thinking about a few competing / complimentary ideas. I’m thinking about love as a creative act. I’m thinking about my writing habits and some of the interests I haven’t pursued. I’m thinking about my next relationship. I’m thinking about my social side. The common thread seems to be defining who I am as…
THE BEAUTY OF BANAL PLATITUDES
For the past three mornings I’ve sat at the kitchen table at my dad’s house where I’ve dipped toast in sunny side up eggs and drank my coffee and ate my bacon. On the wall opposite of where I sit, next to the light switch is a little placard that reads in cursive: Live, Laugh,…
DOING JUSTICE TO OUR COMPLEXITY
I’m slowly falling in love with reading and writing. There are days when I want to call out sick just to have time to read, write, feel, relax. After last night’s post, and this morning’s edits, I realized that I’ll have done work related networking functions four nights in a row (Sunday – Wednesday). And…
EFT: GROWING TOGETHER
I’m going to start off by suggesting that you read Sue Johnson (Real Love Stories) – then come back. Any notions I have about the psychology of relationships almost always start with my own experiences and then branch out in to a series of questions along the lines of, if I’m feeling this, surly my…