Hola mi Gente,
For
some time now I have ignored my real-life intimate relationships. It’s been a
conscious decision, there’s much transition going on in my life right about
now, but I’ve noticed a re-awakening lately. That urge to be intimate with
someone, to sleep entwined, to share intimacy, to listen to the “symphonic
pulsing” of two hearts beating as one.
* * *
Sex, Ego & God
… It is a feeble
reach
for the rational,
some tiny piece of evidence
that proves we are
for the rational,
some tiny piece of evidence
that proves we are
still alive…
--
Edward-Yemíl Rosario, Yesterdays/ Nows ©
When we are relating to the things and
people around us with care, compassion, and consideration, we radiate the love
and joy of our Higher Power as we
understand it. When we are not coping in that manner, our consciousness of
our Higher Power, which for me is love -- the ever-present energy of the
Universal Principle -- will be blocked. I'm here to say today that there are
times when I do not embody such caring, but I am trying.
To get off tangent for a moment, I know
of at least one woman who probably doesn’t like me too much these days and most
likely would rather not hear from me – ever. I said at least one, but there are
most likely more. The irony is this: until we can undo the karmic entanglement
we have created together, we will be forever linked. Therefore, the point is
that if you want to be rid of me, then you’ll have to love me first. LOL!
I laugh, but I’m serious -- but I
digress…
By not caring or being inconsiderate,
we create an environment equal to that of a psychological pig sty. Being mired
in that sty of negativity, or being inconsiderate, often means casting
judgments on others. Anyone who’s ever been in a committed relationship will
agree that this can be clearly evident as an expression we have sometimes taken
to bed.
Part of intimacy in bed, aside from
sexual intercourse, is sleeping together, something people often take for
granted. In actuality, sleeping together is an extremely intimate, trusting
experience, although we have all at one time or another abused that intimate
comfort.
How many times have you been in bed,
irate because you knew the person next to you was “wrong” but wouldn’t admit
it? What did that get you except righteous indignation, as you kept this
intimacy with a bad taste in your mouth, or a tense stomach? The fact is you
could have bypassed that righteous indignation.
Your response might be: “I tried. I
mean, if she would only admit she was wrong, everything would be fine.”
To that, I will only say that I’m not talking about trying in that way. That’s
just adding to the drama, or perpetuating the conflict.
Or another response be, “If only he’d
stop being such an arrogant asshole, I might let him in.” To that I would say
that’s not letting anyone “in”; that’s merely allowing them out of the judgment
jail you put them in the first place.
There are other ways, if you’re willing
to put aside the petty demands of our ego. When you’re lying there with your
lover in bed, for example, you might opt instead to give them a light massage
and as you’re doing that saying, “I don’t like being separate from you. I don’t
care anymore about right and wrong. All I know is that I want to be with you
and to care for you, and for you to forgive me.”
You might rightfully protest that why should
you be the one to forgive, if you were the wronged or injured party. Another
person might say, “Give Eddie a massage?!! After what that psycho ma’fucca said
to me?” My response to that attitude is that the best thing you can probably do
is send the ego packing.
I will say this: be careful about
sticking to your guns because you might then find yourself locked into playing
the role of gunslinger for the rest of your life. And believe me, once you get
with the way of the gun, there will always be another relationship around the
corner for you to gun down or to gun you down at the not-so-OK Corral. I’m just
sayin’!
If you desire to be with someone in
warm, loving, caring, caressing support, I suggest you get rid of narrowly-centered
way of the ego, and opt instead for that tender moment.
My name is Eddie and I’m in recovery
for civilization…
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