Let me tell you how to live your life...
Whew...how the fu%* should I know the answer to that? I have had a good laugh at myself this week. The people in my life lately, we are all talking at one another, me being the worst culprit, with spiritual quips or heady suggested life advice based on all my wonderful life training...and then the tables turn...and suddenly I get to be the recipient of this "live your life this way" advice-giving and whoa there horsy, my temperature rises. Sure most is just my messy ego getting in the way of receiving what is probably really useful information but there is also something else going on.
I traveled with this woman recently who said the best piece of advice she ever got was from her grandmother who said, "You can't tell nobody nothin'"...and at first I smarted at hearing that coming from my own Pentecostal Christian-ten commandment-background where the way to live your life was all written down. While I have rejected that path, I sometimes wonder how the whole "personal growth" path fills that void or protects me from living my own answers? "Of course you can tell people somethin' and let me tell you how you should love yourself, stop projecting, be present...etc." I say. But it is all do do do do do do do do. Whew, that is a lot of doing and I am tired now. Where has the creativity in muddling through life gone when the answers are already pre-ordained by our guru of the day?
I once went and saw a body worker and after an hour-long interview in which they misquoted half the stuff I told them, they then said they needed to "get all the kinks out of my body so I could show up in my life". After dealing with my initial reactions to this statement all I could think of was, "but I love my kinks". Today I realize I want to be kinked and perhaps that is what is so valuable about the I LOVE ME practice. That in fact, the hard part of life and the real showing up in life involves accepting and loving our kinks and the kinks of others...not processing them out. "Let's love the kinks and see what happens." Now, when I go get massages I ask to please have all my knots left in, no digging them out, just make them feel good, tell them it is ok they are there, and thank them for all the stress they have endured... man it works wonders!
Fitting then, that I wondered what pearls of wisdom I could type up on this blog today. I am muddling...and see the thing is, while I am finding accepting and deepening into this place of muddling not totally familiar, largely uncomfortable, it is also remarkably creative. No answers, no right way to be, no right way to be loving, no right community member to be, no right political activism, no right amount of selfless or selfishness, no right thing to say, no right amount of kinks...just muddling.
I LOVE ME is not, I realize, an act of trying to get somewhere, to achieve some state or for me to tell you how to achieve some state. It is an act of creation ... of creativity as we, as I, allow myself to love my kinks, to tolerate the intensity of life's unknowns and to move as I will in my own creative direction and I realize that that muddling creativity is what this blog is all about.
While I find this muddling through head-space a pre requisite for being a good therapist, today I discovered its value in being a good friend. In accepting and loving my own creative muddler and not having a right answer to give, I could be in a state of total acceptance and inspired awe of my friends' creative head-space and, well, it was just way more fun and intimate! I often find that when myself or others need to espouse answers or give unsolicited advice or wisdom that in those moments it is hard to be with the unknown of the moment or to make intimate contact with the person across from me. But even this attachment to needing to preach or teach is its own kind of muddling through and so I notice it in myself and others and keep on loving.
It is with great intention that I choose to remember the I/Thou in relationship. Perhaps a topic for the next entry.