Loving
Relationships
“There's
one sad truth in life I've found
while
traveling east and west--
the
only folks we really wound
are
those we love the best.
We
flatter those we scarcely know,
we
please the fleeting guest,
and
deal full many a thoughtless blow
to
those we love the best.”
Ella
Wheeler Wilcox
Sharing
a house with others this week has given me an opportunity to observe
relationships up-close and personal. I've discovered something that
won't surprise you—the best relationships are those in which both
parties work to understand one another at a deep level, and allow the
other to be who they are in spite of differences. In relationships,
it seems, there is no room for judgment and bad attitude even when we
truly dislike something about the other; not if we want to stay
connected with that other.
Another
lesson observed and reminded of this week is that relationships grow
best in sunlight, not in shade. When we are too close, too dependent
on one another, sooner or later someone feels smothered. The very
closeness that was so appealing when we were first attracted to one
another, is the death knell of a long term relationship. Unless we
have freedom to grow independently, we will become something like a
bonsai—gnarled and stunted—perhaps attractive on the outside, but
only a tiny fraction of what we would be had there been space to
grow.
And,
finally, the major ingredient in prosperous relationships is
trust—even more than love, trust is the ground on which healthy
relationships stand. We must feel secure in the hours and moments
when we are not together, that we can depend upon the other to be who
we believe them to be. Lack of trust undermines everything good, and
once trust is lost, it is not easily restored. Obviously, a healthy
relationship is composed of two healthy people; ones who, for the
love of self and other, work on their own insufficiency and
recognize that when they are the one with the problem, they are the
one with the solution as well.
The
sun is rising on a cool, overcast day here in the mountains. A light
rain patters on the golden leaves outside my window. It will be a
good day to build a fire and read a book. I hope that wherever you
are, you're awaking to the same delight that I am.
In
the spirit,
Jane
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