A few friends of mine have recently shared the writing and work of Dean Spade with me, and I found his essay For Lovers and Fighters especially interesting.
I encourage you to read the essay in its entirety and let me know what you think in the comments area, but here are some pull-out quotes that gave me something to think about:
"Indeed, the romance myth is focused on scarcity: There is only one person out there for you!!! You need to find someone to marry before you get too old!!!! The sexual exclusivity rule is focused on scarcity, too: Each person only has a certain amount of attention or attraction or love or interest, and if any of it goes to someone besides their partner their partner must lose out. We don’t generally apply this rule to other relationships—we don’t assume that having two kids means loving the first one less or not at all, or having more than one friend means being a bad or fake or less interested friend to our other friends. We apply this particular understanding of scarcity to romance and love, and most of us internalize that feeling of scarcity pretty deeply."
"One of the things I see myself doing in thinking about this stuff is examining how lots of people I know are really awesome, but then show their worst side, their worst behavior, to the person they date. To that person, they will be overly needy or dependent, or dominating, or possessive, or jealous, or mean, or disrespectful, or thoughtless. I have seen that tendency in myself as well. It makes sense. So much insecurity surrounds the romance myth and the world of shame in which sexuality is couched in our culture, we can become our monstrous selves in those relationships. I also see people prioritizing romantic relationships over all else—ditching their friends, putting all their emotional eggs in one basket, and creating unhealthy dynamics with the people they date because of it. It becomes simultaneously the most important relationship, and the one where people act out their most insecure selves."
"One of my goals in thinking about redefining the way we view relationships is to try to treat the people I date more like I treat my friends—try to be respectful and thoughtful and have boundaries and reasonable expectations—and to try to treat my friends more like my dates—to give them special attention, honor my commitments to them, be consistent, and invest deeply in our futures together."
"Sometimes while I ride the subway I try to look at each person and imagine what they look like to someone who is totally in love with them. I think everyone has had someone look at them that way, whether it was a lover, or a parent, or a friend, whether they know it or not. It’s a wonderful thing, to look at someone to whom I would never be attracted and think about what looking at them feels like to someone who is devouring every part of their image, who has invisible strings that are connected to this person tied to every part of their body. I think this fun pastime is a way of cultivating compassion. It feels good to think about people that way, and to use that part of my mind that I think is traditionally reserved for a tiny portion of people I’ll meet in my life to appreciate the general public. I wish I thought about people like this more often. I think it’s the opposite of what our culture teaches us to do. We prefer to pick people apart to find their flaws. Cultivating these feelings of love or appreciation for random people, and even for people I don’t like, makes me a more forgiving and appreciative person toward myself and people I love. Also, it’s just a really excellent pastime."
Running to catch the bus now, and I aim to look at every person as if they are my beloved.
Thursday, April 18, 2013
Tuesday, April 16, 2013
Survival 101
Packing List for a Mad World
- Consume media in moderation
- Question your sources
- Look for the good
- Withhold judgment
- Make eye contact with "strangers"
- Question what cultural stories are causing you to classify other human beings as "strangers"
- While you're at it, explore the definition of "security" and what makes you feel secure
- Listen to wise friends who say "fear is a liar"
- Hold your breath and hope the world will surprise you
- But if it doesn't, check your privilege.
Sunday, April 7, 2013
Spring Cleaning
I've been doing a little spring cleaning today - three loads of laundry, my closet ripped apart to produce 1 bag of clothing to donate, the ol' lemon + baking soda trick to clean my sink, dust bunny removal, shreading documents (one huge bag filled with shreddings and one papercut later), AND the discovery of various "inspirations" I've stashed in piles throughout the house. Sometimes I really have to pat past-tense Sara on the back for her inability to throw away scraps of paper with what - in that moment in time - she found to be utterly beautiful/true/wise/inspiring. Good work, past me.
So before I share this particular inspiration, I will just say it's exactly what I needed right now. I was lucky enough to get to talk with not one but two of my soulmate-friends (Joseph & Hannah) this morning, and I heard myself wondering aloud with both of them What's next? I feel stuck but I'm fairly certain it's my own fear keeping me stuck. Even knowing it's me holding me back isn't enough to get me unstuck though - and that's the problem.
This quote from Marianne Williamson - on a handout from last year's Passover celebration at Joel & Melissa's - really spoke to where I'm at and what I'm struggling with. Joel & Melissa prepared a beautiful, progressive seder and this reading is from a section called "The Four Adults" that is a response to the traditional seder section called "the Four Children." It is a way of reminding us how much we have to learn from youth by describing four types of adults: angry adult, ashamed adult, fearful adult, compassionate adult. We are reminded that to create a just world, with children and people who are wise, we need to learn from all of these adults. They all dwell inside each of us and we can only truthfully struggle for justice with an open heart, if we let ourselves hear the lessons of all of them.
Marianne Williamson brings us the teaching for the ashamed adult. She writes:
Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate; our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. it is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, and fabulous? Actually who are you not to be? You are a child of G-d. Your playing small doesn't serve the world. There's nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We were born to make manifest the glory of G-d that is within us. It's not just in some of us, it's in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give others permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.
Now, I'll be the first to say I have a gut reaction when I read about G-d in any piece of writing; and while my own "faith" struggles with a G-d concept, what resonates in this for me is the idea that our goodness and good work could bring out more of that in others, in the world. Our fear & shame holds us back, but when we embrace our power and our path ("destiny" if you believe in that sort of thing), not only do we experience freedom, but we free others as well.
I am going to meditate on this idea tonight. I want to see if I have any more courage than I had this morning, as my voice shook and made excuses in response to not one but two friends telling me You are free. You are not stuck.
I want to discover what is really filling with me fear. I wonder, is the fear of my own possibility what is really keeping me stuck?
Tuesday, April 2, 2013
Food I Want to Cook & Eat
These beet burgers.
Possibly this labor-intensive lentil dish.
OMG, Yes.
And I am trying to seriously cut back on my sugar intake, but can someone please make me this chocolate pudding?
Eagerly counting down the days until I get to plant seeds and grow (and harvest) my own food again!*
*My blog can be as boring as I want it to be.
Possibly this labor-intensive lentil dish.
OMG, Yes.
And I am trying to seriously cut back on my sugar intake, but can someone please make me this chocolate pudding?
Eagerly counting down the days until I get to plant seeds and grow (and harvest) my own food again!*
*My blog can be as boring as I want it to be.
Friday, March 29, 2013
Chasing the Light
It all started a few weeks ago.
A few weeks ago I met a group of friends at the local just-a-little-over-a-dollar theater, to catch the afternoon showing of a well-reviewed documentary. Two hours later as the credits rolled, my friends dispersed back to their respective Sunday afternoons, except for me, Julia, and Dan. And conveniently, for us lingerers, just across the way was a small wine bar, opening in 5 minutes.
When the friendly barista unlocked the door five minutes later, we took seats at the countertop at the window, in order to watch/soak in the fading daylight. Squinting because the sun is in my eyes - after a seemingly endless winter of rare & fleeting sunlight - is one of my most cherished signs that winter is transitioning into spring. You will find me in hallways at work, next to our floor-to-ceiling glass windows, chin skyward, eyes closed, sun dappling my happy face.
Back at the bar, our perfect little flights of wine arrived. And I began to chase the light.
This first moment of beautiful sunlight led me to others.
A morning of sunlight, blinds wide open.
(Do you see the rounded diamond of blue, faintly encircling the light spilling in through the window? It delighted me.)
Another morning, I noticed what half-closed blinds created.
A few weeks ago I met a group of friends at the local just-a-little-over-a-dollar theater, to catch the afternoon showing of a well-reviewed documentary. Two hours later as the credits rolled, my friends dispersed back to their respective Sunday afternoons, except for me, Julia, and Dan. And conveniently, for us lingerers, just across the way was a small wine bar, opening in 5 minutes.
When the friendly barista unlocked the door five minutes later, we took seats at the countertop at the window, in order to watch/soak in the fading daylight. Squinting because the sun is in my eyes - after a seemingly endless winter of rare & fleeting sunlight - is one of my most cherished signs that winter is transitioning into spring. You will find me in hallways at work, next to our floor-to-ceiling glass windows, chin skyward, eyes closed, sun dappling my happy face.
Back at the bar, our perfect little flights of wine arrived. And I began to chase the light.
This first moment of beautiful sunlight led me to others.
A morning of sunlight, blinds wide open.
Another morning, I noticed what half-closed blinds created.
Raindrops of light almost.
Yesterday though, I arrived home from work, to a gift of light throughout my downstairs. The glass in my front door seemed to be the culprit for the rainbows of light hitting every surface they could find.
Monday, March 25, 2013
Monday Beauty
Sometimes the smallest thing, in the right moment, is utterly beautiful.
Like brilliantly, brightly red tomatoes - roasted in the oven and sending the sweet smell of summer to every corner of the house.
Like brilliantly, brightly red tomatoes - roasted in the oven and sending the sweet smell of summer to every corner of the house.
Friday, March 22, 2013
weekend!
I EARNED this weekend! Though next week promises to be even more stressful than this very stressful week, I am going to put that out of my head and focus on the following things:
-Helping out at my friend's burlesque-roller derby show tonight at one of the funkiest bars in town.
-Going to a new art show at the local art institute that is getting interesting reviews.
-Possibly taking a drive to a small town 1.5 hours from here to get a slice of pie at the best pie shop in the Midwest*. Road trip anyone? The ice is melting and I am ready to go on a mini adventure.
-Fish & chips with a new friend at the local pub.
-Garden planning!!
Go forth and do what makes you happiest. YOU have earned it!
*according to me.
-Helping out at my friend's burlesque-roller derby show tonight at one of the funkiest bars in town.
-Going to a new art show at the local art institute that is getting interesting reviews.
-Possibly taking a drive to a small town 1.5 hours from here to get a slice of pie at the best pie shop in the Midwest*. Road trip anyone? The ice is melting and I am ready to go on a mini adventure.
-Fish & chips with a new friend at the local pub.
-Garden planning!!
Go forth and do what makes you happiest. YOU have earned it!
*according to me.
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