Being Organic (.Net)

I feel powerless to help my friend.  I care about her so much, and she is suffering right now, but I live too far away to help.   It's only advice that she needs, and an ear, but we operate in such different context.  I don't know what to say!  I'm a pioneer exploring the new world of relationships, commitment, and fidelity.  And while I can't really know for sure, my friend still lives in the old world of monogamy-oriented relationships... what I think of as the 'ownership paradigm' of relationships.     My friend is wondering how my sweetie and I managed to stay together for 20 years with the kinds of struggles she is now experiencing in her own relationship.  Her partner just isn't feeling physically attracted to her right now (not feeling 'in love' either) and hasn't for a while.  I've experienced that for long stretches of time.  I think many couples have.  Because of the disparity in our sexual interest, I've practically been tr...

The funny thing about being organic is that our molecules are always rearranging themselves for a different mix, which often translates into a different mood... when we are not fixed on maintaining the mood we're in, it's amazing how quickly our outlook can shift... instant to instant.  I feel good this morning.  The sun is shining... yes, it's still spring out there.  My boy woke up crying, and my partner and I comforted him. He wouldn't tell us what was wrong, and we suspect he is upset that he wet the bed.  So much shame there.  I hates to admit it.  He prefers to say that he 'sweated'... a lot!  I suspect he feels ashamed because he is not in control of his body.  Because he knows that we don't want him to wet the bed.  We are gracious about it, but it's a mess we have to clean up so we always encourage him to pee before bed to avoid wetting it (our son drinks a lot of water).  "We don't want you to wet the bed" we say.  "I won...

Today was a perfectly dreadful day.   It did not rank anywhere near my harshest of days, but it was harsh enough. It was an example of how at time my relationship seems like the quintessential Gordian Knot of torture and suffering.   My partner does not want to hear anything about it. She knows I had a tough day. She could tell when I got home.   What's up she asks.   Just  a rough day, I say.   Kids?   No.  They're fine.  It was a good day for them. What then? It's just spring, I say.   What does that mean, she wonders.  It makes no sense to her, and of course it would not.  For me, spring is the hardest and most wonderful time of year... the time when I feel most alive in my body and most dead because of my partnership... the time when I am most aware of myself as a vibrant sexual animal, frisky and playful and ready to get down, to get it on.  And the time when I am most aware of all the beautiful people around me who are not interested in me because I am already partner...

I'm feeling sad right now.  My heart aches and I pine for a friend whom I would love to be more intimate with. But that is not where she is at.  I so want to reach out to my friend, yet I also understand that grasping in any form only pushes her away.  She has pulled back so much already for reasons I can only guess at, and the loss of her friendly banter feels like an open wound in my heart.   I  am tempted to run away from these feelings, to distract myself with work or sex.  I tell myself I am seeking to honor her, but I wonder if perhaps she simply wants someone who will pursue her more strongly.  What a difficult dance is love as engagement and detachment!   I do not know how to do it, other than through transparency, revealing who I am as authentically as I can.  I have sought to continue to be open to engaging playfully with life, to seeing other people, mostly to assure her I respect her choices, but I so want to grab her and shake her and tell her how awesome she is and ho...

I just read an interesting article that has got me thinking... Here is the article: http://onlinejournal.com/artman/publish/article_4274.shtml And my thoughts: We are paying 8% to the banks when our own family members can't even earn 5% on their investments -- and are more likely losing money. I wonder if communities should start pulling money out of the market and investing locally -- loaning their money locally / backed by real property of other people in our community. Bring the money back home before it is all siphoned off! Let me elaborate.... As an example. My sister has a house. Let's say she owes the bank $200,000 and is paying 7%. My Grandma lives in a retirement community, which she pays for off the interest on her investments. They used to bring in maybe 10%/yr. Now, they are losing money. And at the rate we're going, could lose a lot more. What if my Grandma 'invested' in my sister instead of the market. Even if my sister only paid Grandma 5%, ...

You ever get mislead then blamed for it? Like YOU did something wrong? I set up an outing with friends last night and invited my sweetie along -- both to enjoy her company as well as introduce her to some of my other friends. This is something she has expressed interest in for awhile -- getting to know more of my friends. At first, I was just going out on my own with friends to have supper and see a show. Then I realized I really wanted to include her too and for her to meet some of the other people in my life I really like and enjoy. So I arranged for childcare, purchased tickets online (when you pay $50 for a sitter, you don't take risks that tickets will sell out at the door!). The dinner got more crowded than I originally intended when one of my friends suggested combining groups. But I rolled with it, and figured my partner could handle it too (she can feel shy in big crowds, but I focused most of my attention on her). I also arranged (and made reservations) for a sma...

Apparently I'd invest it in healing centers and wellness communities. What a long trip it's been! About 5 years ago we decided we didn't want to rely on the stock market for our retirement... We'd watched 20k in money grow over the previous 10 years to a whopping 20k. Note, this was just the money we were putting in... we also have 401k and work retirements, but we're not confident they're doing much better. Since then, our little 20k nestegg had grown to 30k in 2008... at which point it lost 10k and returned to the original sum we'd invested back in the mid 90s. Pretty pathetic, and certainly not something we wanted to bet our future on. So what to do with our investment money -- not that we had much. [NOTE: if you're offended when people talk openly about money or sex, you may not want to read my blog. You definitely won't want to read this post, because I am about to do some very transparent reflection on our fiscal journey over the past ...