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Peace,
libramoon
Moon in Aries
"It's not that I don't want to be self-disclosing. I just think no one wants to see me disclosed." Celia told me. The last time I was living with her, after the whole adolescent rebellion thing that kept our conversations minimal, after my whole wrecking my life thing, yet again, stalwart Mama stepping in to take me home and care for me. So, after I got sufficiently bored with my self-pity, we had some good, deep conversation, now and then.
I have the typical Sagittarian foot in mouth disease, not reticent like Celia at all. More like Daddy Danny who never knew a party he couldn't be the life of. I'm not that flamboyant, but I do manage to get myself in quite a bit of trouble with my radical ideas outspoken. But then the more gentle-caring side of my nature will kick in. I'll start seeing everybody's point of view and go all soothingly good-humored. Mostly I get along pretty well socially. Yet I do so enjoy that quiet understanding, deep emotional sharing without need for explanation, with Tom.
We do talk, so much, about everything, passionately. But there's that other layer where no words are needed for complete attunement. Yes, Goddess, I love him. I thank you fervently for the meeting of our paths. I'd had no idea it could be so easy, so beautiful, safe and magnetic, while exciting, energizing beyond any dream. Amazing how people affect each other, like elemental forces. I can be so very different in one relationship from another. These others, they pull out different aspects of ourselves, aspects even that we were never aware existed until there they are. There I am, in a way I wasn't before this other's influence showed me this way of being me.
I do like the me he shows me, the feeling of being we. More and more, too, I like the me I show me. The better I get to know me, through all the relationships, especially the one, or many, with myself, the better my respect, love, appreciation for this marvelous creature grows. That can't be bad. All this stupid talk about selfishness, the great sin. Wherever I go, whoever I'm with, I'm always here. Doesn't it make more sense to spend all my seconds and minutes and lifetime with someone I love and appreciate and enjoy? I haven't got Celia's self-deprecating hang-ups, or Danny's well-deserved guilt over spinelessness. They don't need those hang-ups, though they seem to think they do. I certainly neither need nor accept such self-imposed limitations. There's plenty enough limitations, just being on the material plane in a social network, bumping against everybody's rules, restrictions, expectations of conduct. It is so easy to lose yourself in all the cross-current. Anchoring to a secure inner voice can be essential with all those conflicting voices vying for attention. No wonder the world can seem so crazy, everyone a hair's breath from total meltdown one way or another. People clinging to whatever voice tells them what they want to hear, or are used to hearing, no matter how miserable it keeps them. Yeah, well, I would have more compassion for these miserable folks if they didn't seem to want to make everyone else miserable too.
Yes, Persephone, everyone isn't as magnanimous as I. Named for a doomed goddess, I must be special, eh? Blessed be, each and all.
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But there's that other layer where no words are needed for complete attunement. Yes, Goddess, I love him.
There I am, in a way I wasn't before this other's influence showed me this way of being me. What a perfect description of a perfect relationship!
No wonder the world can seem so crazy, everyone a hair's breath from total meltdown one way or another. People clinging to whatever voice tells them what they want to hear, or are used to hearing, no matter how miserable it keeps them.
I can't wait to read more of this.
On the critique side, not much to pick at here, and you know I search.
see me disclosed." Celia told me. Should be a comma instead of a period after disclosed.
a bit of trouble with my radical ideas outspoken. This tripped me up and I had to read it again. I don't think what you've said is incorrect, but I think outspoken radical ideas would be more comfortable for me.
Your first line is killer, so much so I think it should stand alone. The line "Celia told me." reads like a dialogue tag, (I'm not sure if you meant as a dialogue tag because you used a period instead of a comma) and it would be better as a separate sentence. And I think your second sentence is just a touch clunky; it may be too long.
And in this sentence, "More and more, too, I like the me I show me. ", the second "me" might be better as "myself".
Overall, though, great stuff.
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I see this as a very important existentialist message.
I love this read! A 10! I'm ready for more..
Thank you for the link here, Libra... Persephone sounds a lot like me! lol Always analyzing, comparing herself in a relative sense(what else is there to compare to?) to who's around her, but recognizing her inner self... and more importantly, how others contribute to that 'self'. We can't be who we are without getting a 'personality transfer' from folks we 'rub up against'...
I'm going to have to read the previous links, but I already like this. Thank you.:)
Mandy