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Paulsgirl -> RE: Rebuillding Faith and Trust (2/16/2008 3:24:14 PM)
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ORIGINAL: LadyHathor I hope that as I write this, its succint and not too convuluted-- when we define ourselves as being in this life--we tend to hmmm rush headlong, filled with expectations, hope, promise--maybe more than if we stayed in vanilla--- and then the time comes when we get the chance to meet someone, be with someone of the same ilk--then bam, it fails miserably--He doesn't show up, She is a fake, he has more baggage than Fanny Brice in a Ziegfield Show, she is in debt up to her---well whatever, it bombs--- Does that fill you with guilt and send you back to the vanill world for a time, thinking, filled with shame, remorse, hiding from who you are? Questioning who you are? What do you do to bolster your faith, your trust? What paces do you put the new "one" through, paying the price for the old? Certainly, we cannot all be so terribly secure that we do not have moments of OMG why did I do that, why am I here, what will I do differently next time? I know for Me, I have felt disillusioned, angry, embarassed---I have left the "life" and it wasn't a month and I'm missing what I am, what My dreams are--and I came back. and you? Oh i try and try again to leave it....because i mean i was 'somebody else' before i took my collar....i mean i still am but it i am different. He is just flesh and blood and what goes between us looks unnaturally like devotion to others but is natural to us as we are part of a Whole. This kind of looks weird from the vanilla world....why i do what i do, why i put up with what i do, why i serve, why i love so deeply and respect so much that it defines others' pictures of what a couple should look like and it even defies my own pictures. i try to leave it...for a few hours, for a few minutes, inside my own head....and i feel sad and i feel i have failed and i feel i did not do it right this thing called service. It hurts when i leave and i only keep trying to leave because i am testing His abilities to 'keep' me....not financially or even in the same house but i test His abilities to keep me nevertheless. i test His patience and i test the difference between my abilities to serve and my co-dendence. This is a fine line since without serving i am not fulfilling my dharma, i am not being me. But the truth is i crave 'it' and i crave 'it' through Him: those rare moments when He is sleeping and i wrap myself around His back and he asks me for massage, for comfort. When he asks for lifts from the airport coming in from who knows where....when He asks me for anything then He honours me with His needs. i can absorb any other form of pain from Him: i can absprb all of his needs to revenge, to dominate, and to prove His power in the world through me. But it hurts my heart when He does not need me: and i cannot absorb the hurt of Him not needing me. And so i return.....again....and again........
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