Believe for a moment, “I am loveable; I am acceptable; I am worthy;” and your victimhood comes to an end. Believe, “I am capable of loving my brother regardless of how he acts toward me” and the invisible bonds of projection fall away. If you offer . . . love that overlooks faults and soars above judgments, how can any less be returned to you?
– Paul Ferrini, I am the Door
Why did I get emotional? It surprised me how one little comment moved me.
At my wedding reception in the (ahem) 80s, I remember telling someone, “When we are on our fifteen-year anniversary it’ll be the year 2000!” Since it was my wedding day, and we were only married for a couple of hours, fifteen years seemed like an eternity. And we’d be old!
The turn of the century seemed like science fiction to me. A time and space that was beyond my capacity to comprehend. My future seemed bright, but also scary. Would our marriage make it? Would we have children? Would we both even live to the year 2000 and beyond to grow old together?
Here we are, June 1st, 2022 and both of us completely forgot our anniversary until it was upon us. Is thirty-seven years the magic number when it’s no longer a big deal?
In the “real” world, it’s better to have loved and lost, tried and failed, dreamed and missed, than to sit out your turn in fear. Because the loss, the failure, and the miss, however painful, are like temporary market adjustments . . . Whereas the love, the adventure, and the dream are like investments that, for the rest of your life and beyond, never stop paying dividends. – Mike Dooley, The Complete Notes from the Universe.
My heart feels for people who want rules or laws to stop others from using words that hurt feelings.
I first noticed society becoming divided back in 2005.
Does it still exist … American culture … American Patriotism?