This morning I visited Shadowscapes as I am wont to do first thing. Not only is Stephanie Piu-Mun Law my absolute favorite artist, I’m antsy for her tarot deck to be complete. Another year I must wait. Each new painting resonates with me in some way. Today’s? Reflects what is going on in my life right now. In a big way.
Delving within for personal discovery and answers, turning away and disengaging from the material for the spiritual, moving on, letting go, weariness, drain.
Seeker of the Seas, dive down, dive deep. Plumb the sapphire waters so dark that they pulse with the nacreous gleam of black pearls. Slice through the waters, O Seeker of Truth; slide with lithe body through the currents and undertows; turn away from the sunlight of the world up above that blinds with its too-sharp brilliance. Like the delicate luminescence of the deep sea life, there are some things which can only be seen when the eyes grow enlarged in the dim netherlit otherworld. Dive down, Seeker of the Seas!
Today? I ebb between the joy of the possibilities that might present themselves very soon and the sadness of the possibilities that might present themselves very soon.
When I met My Beloved (MB) in the summer of 2006 he was 6 months out of a 20year marriage. We clicked immediately. But one thing that has come up repeatedly is the fact that after 20 years with his dominating mother, the Catholic church, and then 20 more years with a controlling mate, he has never found out who he is exactly or what he wants for himself. I arrived and he lost his focus.
Now I believe a couple of things. Finding yourself is one of the most important things you can do in one lifetime. That finding yourself TAKES a lifetime. But that time to process, to discover, to experiment, etc is very important. After 15 months together we have decided that until MB does this at least to a certain point, he is never going to be able to bring what he needs to bring to the table. He needs to find out everything from how he wants to decorate his apartment to how he communicates to how he dresses. What does he like to do? When does he like to go to bed? What does Saturday morning look like? Pretty much everything. The only thing he doesn’t want to experiment with is dating other people.
This weekend the whole thing came up again. It’s been brewing since the debacle of Autumn War. It was painful. We almost called the whole thing off. In fact for one three hour period that is exactly what we did. It sucked. The drive home was lonely. And I found myself in a realization.
Is THIS what I want to manifest with this man? Grief? Separation? Being without him? And the answer was so easy. NO. Well then. What DO I want to manifest with this man? Or more importantly, do I want to wait while he figures out what HE wants to manifest. And the answer was suddenly. YES. And the middle ground suddenly became clear. I called him en route home and suggested a middle ground to him.
On Sunday he brought by what I had at his place in storage and we talked a very long time. But it was a productive conversation. Difficult but productive. And that is what I like more than anything in the world.
LIVING IN THE SOLUTION
So, as of yesterday, we have consciously changed our relationship. Things moved very very quickly in the beginning. Too fast perhaps. But loving each other was never in doubt.
We are now dating. More than casually but less than seriously. Only each other. I don’t really know what this is going to look like. I don’t know if I ‘m going to like it. I don’t know if I can make it through 6 months. Yule to Litha.
The bright side is that it isn’t over. If this new job manifests, I will need a few months to acclimatize to it. I can do some thinking and discovery of my own.
But I have to say that my gut feels pretty tense, kind of urpy (thanks Mom). I feel better today than I did on Saturday and I have more Yule spirit than I did. I look forward to the return of the sun. But it’s going to be a major challenge for me to not know from one day to the next where or what we are doing.