In a conversation the other night I recanted my limited
knowledge on dealing with “your equal”. Some love to view people as equals and
place them high upon that pedestal but do they truly belong there? Equals is a
term that may need to be better defined. As we take a hard look at ourselves in
all our glory and flaws what do you see? Many see what they want, a few see
what they hope to be and even less see that part of ourselves that others love.
So now that we sized our self up and accepted it, what do we do with it? Many
relationships are built on some form of dependence. I can honestly say that I
am grown and don’t need a mother, cook, maid or some spineless rug for me to
walk all over. As I say all too often, that
is not the skill set you are “applying for”.
In all this voyage of life sometimes we meet “ourselves in others” and
then it gets interesting. Finally a true equal who is worth the title but yet we
are at a loss of how to deal with this person. To many times it ends up in disastrous
train wreck but why? For me it goes back to that “hard look at one’s self”, did
you lie to yourself or misrepresent yourself? The great thing about “meeting
yourself” is that they will know. And herein lays the core issue, honesty. You
gotta be honest with you before you can be honest with others. People accept us
for our flaws and love us for our strengths and no one knows that better than
the equal that is before you. Accepting that you are the same and have all the
same thought process is another thing. Now the path of two can become one and
the steering of lives can be shared and celebrated. I don’t need to make all
the decisions and am happy to live with your choices for I am not intimidated
by the reflection of me that I have meet; I am only trying to survive me incarnate!
I guess Lee Ann Womack nailed it when she belted that song out. How many times have we been there? We say we are not going to fall for someone and then out of the blue, one little smile and its all out the window. Before we know what has happened we are picking ourselves up off the floor in pieces. More times that I would like to say, I have been hurt by caring too much. Even more times than that I have sworn that I would not care and I would be ok with this one. Yet I continue to get hurt and am a friend to many who do the same thing. Is it so bad? I would rather go through life with pain than to live with nothing. Pain reminds me I am alive and that I still care. It is a burden to bare a life lived without emotions. We are creatures of love and compassion. We live our lives trying to be a part of something and more of that time is spent trying to care. We gauge ourselves and others on how they care. We almost set ourselves up to cause and feel pain. Many even try to end thing...
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