It used to be when I didn't get what I wanted and felt bad about it, I had a reason for it...parents, teachers, society, whatever...
Nowadays those excuses don't hold up as well. My mind probably made up a wall or barrier to be my substitute scapegoat.
Basically I think my reach exceeds my grasp and I'm a cry baby who wants to offload blame rather than accept my pain.
"Reach" is good, but maybe I've been reaching too far for the given moment. Then when I come up short, I blame a "barrier" instead of recognizing that it takes two to tango.
By that I mean what I want is one thing and I am something else. Both me and what I want must be on a similar wavelength or there will be no "dance". Both parts must be honored.
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It used to be when I didn't get what I wanted and felt bad about it, I had a reason for it...parents, teachers, society, whatever...
Nowadays those excuses don't hold up as well. My mind probably made up a wall or barrier to be my substitute scapegoat.
Basically I think my reach exceeds my grasp and I'm a cry baby who wants to offload blame rather than accept my pain.
"Reach" is good, but maybe I've been reaching too far for the given moment. Then when I come up short, I blame a "barrier" instead of recognizing that it takes two to tango.
By that I mean what I want is one thing and I am something else. Both me and what I want must be on a similar wavelength or there will be no "dance". Both parts must be honored.
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So what's the best way to celebrate glorious failure? Seriously, I could use a few pointers.
You seem like you might have some experience with that... :)
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