One thing that some people know (husband knows, for instance, is to
never ever tell me what to do - therefore 11 years of marriage, no
confrontations, no arguments & no conflicts) and others don't (you
know who you are), is that I HATE to be told what to do.
If
you tell me something, my first instinct is to reject your opinion.
Even though several months, years, or a few hours later I may derive at
the same conclusion.
The latest is that I finally agree
with you that I should meditate instead of medicate, I just did not
like to hear it from you, I need to find out through the most
excruciating detox exercise - but you know, you were right, I was wrong,
and I have a broken body to show for. I'm sorry for not have listened
earlier.
There are a few very rare exceptions - under
certain circumstances, with the right set of preconditions, I shall
choose to give up control, utterly and completely; I shall be vulnerable
and submissive; I won't question you, I won't challenge you, I will be
completely at your mercy - and that is very liberating in its own right.
That contrary dynamics governs my world.
Harmony is achieved when both components coexist. One without another is a world incomplete.
I
traverse in these two worlds freely, without a map and without a guide.
I follow my heart, and my heart always leads me to you.
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