Showing posts with label love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label love. Show all posts

Thursday, April 14, 2016

Be yourself. Everything else is a lie.

Another theme that has perhaps been ever-present in my life but has been been especially waving its' red flags right in front of me lately is the value of AUTHENTICITY.

So often people are so desperate for love or companionship that they are willing to do whatever it takes to hold onto the idea that they have finally found this person who they were looking for, even if it means changing their very identity to make this love/companionship work. I'm sure most of us have been guilty of this to a degree, some more than others. 

The problem is, it's a lie. 

There is a significant difference between making adjustments to your lifestyle or perhaps letting go of certain relationships that no longer suit you when you are committed to someone, and just plain surrendering to whatever your partner wants/demands.

If you can't or are unwilling to stand up for your own convictions to your partner, consider the fact that those beliefs/friendships/etc aren't worth standing up for. Without getting into detail about the effects social media has on relationships (that's another post), I've had so many relationships where the men will drop female friends on a dime. Block people. Delete People. Talk poorly of them. Downplay their relationship. Only to pick up where they left off once said man and I have parted ways. 

I don't want that. If someone I was dating told me to eliminate a friend (and yes, of course this has happened) from my life because he wasn't comfortable with this friend, I would tell him to take a hike. That is, if it was a friend who I VALUED. I have nothing to hide. I am secure in my decisions. 

The other side? The partner who will just bow down and do whatever it takes to keep you? They are the one who is insecure. And my heart aches for the friends they are so willing to drop, only to reunite with when single. There is no value to that friendship. It's an ego-booster. These friendships are superficial and exist only to stroke the ego, pat the head, and make the insecure one feel wanted, even if it's based on a very superficial "friendship". Why would you want to be friends with someone who would drop you without argument? There can be many victims in this scenario. 

Someone wise once told me that there will clearly always be disagreements between two people in love. Healthy boundaries (for both parties) need to be established and respected. And there may be a deal-breaker that gets thrown into the mix. A core belief, a gut feeling of mistrust about someone specific your partner may have in his/her life. And you know what? THAT'S OK. It's easier said than done, but the truth of it is that if you stumble upon a deal-breaker that can't be resolved? Don't compromise your values or feelings or make yourself small to fit into someone else's mold. 

The hopeless romantic in me always wants to believe that when in a relationship, my partner and I can conquer ANYTHING. But when you're still figuring each other out? You may fundamentally disagree on core issues. AND THAT'S OK TOO. 

Just don't shrink yourself or be with someone who is willing to do that for you. Because it's all a show. It's a veil. Temporary. Be yourself and be damn proud of it. And if you can't agree on important matters of the heart and mind? MOVE ON. PLEASE, I BEG YOU. 

Anything else is just a waste of time. 

And this is me, learning how to be blatantly honest and respect myself. It's been a long journey that I know will never end. But let's at least try to get off on the right foot here. 

And don't be sad that this person wasn't true to him/herself. That's their problem. Be excited for the future and trust that if you want it, the right person will come. One who doesn't shrink or try to shrink you. One who doesn't change based on relationship status. One who is confident in self. I'm still waiting for that person, but I'm not in a hurry. For once, I am trusting that people will come into my life when I'm ready. I just haven't been ready yet. 

Love yourself. The rest will come. 

Tuesday, April 12, 2016

Tangled Dreams

It happened again. I woke suddenly from a deep sleep. Heart racing, body trembling, and clothes damp in a cold sweat. I sat up to take inventory of my surroundings, to try to escape that repeating nightmare, to bring myself back to the present. I was 21, maybe 22. Living in a tiny loft apartment in downtown Milwaukee. I was in college, feeling hopelessly lost. It was summer break. I looked next to me and saw this soft man, with these perfectly curled lips and I scooted closer to him. Half asleep, he asked if I had had another one of those dreams. Yes, I had, but I was okay again. Back to sleep. 


This man. Do you ever close your eyes and think about the specific events in your life that all needed to conspire to take place at the right time to get you to that exact very moment? This was one of those moments. I dated a boy before this man who quite enthusiastically took it upon himself to teach me all about the "real" indie rock...the small record labels...the secret shows....the bands you'll one day catch yourself saying "yeah, well I know them before....". I am so thankful for that boy who made music a part of my life. Like a seventh sense. It was an integral part of me. It made me feel alive. This man? With the perfectly curled lips? I found his band online. I happened to fall in love with the lyrics, and in true indie music spirit I stopped at the local record store to BUY THE CD. Sure this was still in the age of free downloads at the tip  of your fingertips, but I felt that out of respect for this little band that I so loved they needed my $12 probably. And so I listened to this cd on repeat as I drove around in my little Toyota Celica and memorized every word, wondering if I could ever have a good voice. Did I have a good voice? Doubtful. Could I harmonize with someone? Very doubtful. 

The time came. It was end of second semester and I KNEW that I was going to fail my Organic Chemistry exam. I just knew it. Damn all that memorization. But as I walked out of that final exam, feeling doubtful and making a vow to myself that I would never ever take that class again, my friend picked me up and rushed me to the airport. I had friends in Toronto. It was only a 45-minute flight from Milwaukee and I loved going there. They lived in a very large, very old, very industrial (read: kind of inhabitable?) loft. Nothing quite made sense, but I loved it. It was in an industrial part of town, next to a Chocolate factory. We would climb a ladder in one of their bedrooms to the roof where whiffs of melting chocolate would drift by as we sipped whiskey and stared at the vast skyline. That day, after my last exam that haunted me, I was rushing to the airport to jump a plane to see this very band for the first time. I could hardly contain my excitement. 

My Toronto friends were waiting at the airport with a bottle of whisky in their hand. Never had I wanted a drink more! Things are a bit blurry after that. I do know this much. I found the singer that night. I told him that I was fairly certain I had failed my organic chemistry exam so it was clearly time for a a change in my life. I asked if he wanted to go on a ROAD TRIP with me. I was out of my mind, but that's usually when I'm at my best. 

The details will be filled in at another time, but that man with the perfectly curled lips? He was the singer of that band that I had listened to for so long. And he was stroking my hair so I would fall back asleep. And he would leave more of an impression on my life than I ever thought possible. 

Wednesday, September 21, 2011

Shelter From the Storm




"And if I pass this way again you can rest assured
I'll always do my best for her on that I give my word
In a world of steel-eyed death and men who are fighting to be warm
"Come in" she said
"I'll give you shelter from the storm".
 
-Bob Dylan

Saturday, September 17, 2011

Bodhichitta

Bodhichitta is a Sanskrit word that means 'noble and awakened heart'. It is said that in difficult times, it is only bodhichitta that heals. When inspiration has become hidden, when we feel ready to give up, this is the time when healing can be found in the tenderness of the pain itself. Bodhitchitta is our heart - our wounded, softened heart. Right down there in the thick of things we discover the love that 
WILL NOT DIE. 


Wednesday, September 7, 2011

Goodnight my lovelies

It's Good to Feel You Are Close to Me
-Pablo Neruda
It's good to feel you are close to me in the night, love,
invisible in your sleep, intently nocturnal,
while I untangle my worries
as if they were twisted nets.

Withdrawn, your heart sails through dream,
but your body, relinquished so, breathes
seeking me without seeing me perfecting my dream
like a plant that seeds itself in the dark.

Rising, you will be that other, alive in the dawn,
but from the frontiers lost in the night,
from the presence and the absence where we meet ourselves,

something remains, drawing us into the light of life
as if the sign of the shadows had sealed
its secret creatures with flame.

Tuesday, September 6, 2011

Darling?


It's just that when you're 
standing beside an open
window at twilight, you can
say more to each other than
in the bright sunshine

Monday, June 13, 2011

Oh Pablo.....

Pablo Neruda, will you marry me?

Don't go far off, not even for a day, because --
because -- I don't know how to say it: a day is long
and I will be waiting for you, as in an empty station
when the trains are parked off somewhere else, asleep.

Don't leave me, even for an hour, because
then the little drops of anguish will all run together,
the smoke that roams looking for a
home will drift
into me, choking my lost heart.

Oh, may your silhouette never dissolve on the beach;
may your eyelids never flutter into the empty distance.
Don't leave me for a second, my dearest,

because in that moment you'll have gone so far
I'll wander mazily over all the earth, asking,
Will you come back? Will you leave me here, dying?


Wednesday, April 20, 2011

This song is love

For some reason this song keeps playing on my Ipod whenever I attempt to survive an Ipod shuffle. Each time I hear it I imagine who this woman is that Costello is writing about, and what it must feel like to be her and know that somoeone loves you so profoundly. This song is LOVE.


'She'
by Elvis Costello

She may be the face I can't forget
The trace of pleasure or regret
May be my treasure or the price I have to pay
She may be the song the summer sings
May be the chill the autumn brings
May be a hundred different things
Within the measure of a day

She may be the beauty or the beast
May be the famine or the feast
May turn each day into a heaven or a hell
She may be the mirror of my dreams
The smile reflected in a stream
She may not be what she may seem inside her shell

She who always seems so happy in a crowd
Whose eyes can be so private and so proud
No one's allowed to see them when they cry
She may be the love that cannot hope to last
May come to me from shadows of the past
But I'll remember till the day I die

She may be the reason I survive
The why and wherefore I'm alive
The one I'll care for through the rough in many years
Me, I'll take her laughter and her tears
And make them all my souvenirs
For where she goes I've got to be
The meaning of my life is she
She
She






Thursday, February 3, 2011

Second Valentine's Day Post? Who, me?

You know what it is that I dislike about Valentine's Day? The general feeling that any/all romantic gestures are forced......expected. I don't find that romantic at all. However, I found this picture on designsponge's website and despite the fact that the article has a heavy Valentine's Day theme, I wanted to share this photo with you.

This....this appeals to me greatly. Even if it just so happens to be constucted on Valentine's Day. 



Friday, January 28, 2011

Valentine's Day, anyone?

Surpising as it may seem, I'm not really a fan of Valentine's Day. Ever since the days of trading Valentine's Day cards underneath desks and receiving chocolate hearts from my father have passed, Valentine's Day has lost a bit of it's appeal. So in an effort to remind me of those simpler times (And hopefully ignite some of the holiday spirit) I found these adorable Valentine's Day kits available at Paper Source. I'm equally in love with the vintage cards and the scratch and sniff variety.




And  if you have a little more time on your hands, there are plenty of supplies available at Paper Source to make your very own lovely cards....my favorite is this rose pattern paper.

rose paper link