I'm sad today. I heard silent screams from friends trying to be brave in their marriages. Trying with every last breath of sincerity to make their way through the land of relationships. With outdated maps. And finding themselves in forests instead of palaces.
The maps I have has valleys and flowers and sunshine everywhere. But the world my friends and me are seeing is different. There are thorns. Sometimes streets are paved with them. There are also flowers - on the top of icy mountains. There is venom. Freely flowing like water. There is also a philosophers stone. But only at the heart of the volcano. It rains lightning. And it pours rainbows.
Relating is not a matter of playing a role anymore. It appears to be more about facing fears with honesty. The safe routines of an older world now seem limiting. She wants to know I really need her. I need her to know I'm really scared of her leaving. With a soft heart, the surface of the relationship seems to be able to weather storms our parents never imagined possible.
The surprise is that I have been standing on this lesson my entire life. My planet needs the same from me that my wife does. A soft heart with a steady surface. She only expects what she is. The lessons, it appears will arrive from nature.
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