Ghosting. Yes, that most perplexing and maddening of behaviours when someone with whom you’ve been communicating, suddenly and inexplicably ceases to communicate, never to be heard from again.
Yes it is life, but not as I knew it
It’s the same life, but now I get to feel it
It doesn’t always feel that good
It’s the same shit, but it is a different day
Each day is new again and I get to choose
A day at a time, no more, no less
But I don’t get to have my cake and eat it too
Instead I get to sell my dreams, but not even as I wanted them.
Yes that’s life Jim, though not as we know it now.
Not what we owe it, or what it owes us.
Let it go he said, but what’s in it for him?
No I don’t want it back all battered and used
With something dark and troubled under the hood
It’s a piece of shit to me now
Someone who had no clue
Trashed it like a worthless heap of junk
Just when I was so grateful
Isn’t it funny how people project onto their pets? I always tend to take notice of the emotions that people give to their animals, because they can be very telling about the person’s inner psyche.
Last night I participated in a webinar that explored the ins and outs of our beliefs and attitudes surrounding money. It was a Law of Attraction-based look at the principle of how money circulates in our life by first giving of ourselves, and thus setting in motion the universal law whereby abundance flows back to us. (As opposed to the other way around; seeking to gain first and then give.) But underpinning all of this was the importance of our own sense of self worth. Because if we don’t value ourselves, and what we have to offer the world, what flows back to us will surely reflect that.
Continue reading “The Emotional Side of Money”
Give your hearts, but not into each other’s keeping. For only the hand of Life can contain your hearts. And stand together yet not too near together: For the pillars of the temple stand apart, And the oak tree and the cypress grow not in each other’s shadow.
Recently I had the absolute honour of playing with my covers band at the wedding of a deaf bride and groom. Well over half of the guests were also members of the deaf community. We had joked leading up to the gig that we wouldnt even need to plug in or to play well this night! I must admit, it was a very strange feeling getting up behind the mic, and none of us really knew what to expect.
By now I guess most of you will have heard about the Law of Attraction: That like-energy attracts like-energy. That we are in fact, one with the creative energy force of the Universe, therefore we are the creative energy force of the Universe. And we manifest creation into our lives continuously, whether consciously or not. Continue reading “The Law of Attraction”
It’s not like I don’t have my doubts. I do. I’m constantly putting my motives under the microscope. Is this just an insatiable need for love and validation? Am I simply trying to fill some unfillable void? Is it attention seeking behaviour? Am I a completely selfish person behaving in a very hurtful way? Am I simply trying to fill some unfillable void? Am I just a sex and love addict? Is love addiction really thing? Or is it really coming from a woundedness of heart? Maybe all addiction is?
I first started reading about Polyamory as a relationship style about 10 years ago, and I was deeply challenged by the concept in every way. What occurred to me was how confident within yourself, and in your connection with your partner, you would have to be, to successfully pull off such a thing. A profound self-awareness would need to be matched by the skills required to communicate it, while armed with a bulletproof self-esteem and a sick fascination with emotional pain. What kind of wild roller-coaster ride would this look like? It sounded like extreme sports for the heart! I was intrigued.
He asserts his power over those around him through fear. He’s like a dog that bites. I can’t change him, it’s just who he is. And I don’t want to get bit.
He’s out there now, having a deep interaction with the kitchen pantry. But I’ll never side with you against him. These kids have been waking me in the night since before they were born. Anything from this point on is a blessing. And I will never be mad at him for existing too loudly.
For there may come a day when he is no longer here. And I will miss the nocturnal rumblings, and the half-light of the TV screen in the night, and a tired half-boy outstretched across no less than three chairs.