Even the longest relationship or marriage has had its heart broken many times, just in order to stay together. No one is 'good' at relationship, and every form of togetherness always involves both sides working the edge between being whole and being hurt. Forgiveness, a sense of humour and a submission, not to the other person, but to what arises between them is what is perilous and difficult but also necessary. Relationship always in the end seems to want more than we have to give and challenges us to rise to the many occasions where our flaws will be become seen and manifest, for both examination and for improvement... a little like my experience of delivering this series ... ! DW
Marriage of 45 years plus has opened and broken my heart multiple times. Seeing with heart and being seen is the hardest and most beautiful thing. For me anyhow. I look forward to listening to this
In one of these weeks, David quoted another poet: āIām confined by angels to the madness of contentment.ā I can't seem to find the source (I thought Rilke but it's not coming up.) Does anyone know? I love it.
Thank you, David, for touching deeply that part of me that yearns for that perilous intimacy. Your writing brought that forth and my cells are alive with longing.
Even the longest relationship or marriage has had its heart broken many times, just in order to stay together. No one is 'good' at relationship, and every form of togetherness always involves both sides working the edge between being whole and being hurt. Forgiveness, a sense of humour and a submission, not to the other person, but to what arises between them is what is perilous and difficult but also necessary. Relationship always in the end seems to want more than we have to give and challenges us to rise to the many occasions where our flaws will be become seen and manifest, for both examination and for improvement... a little like my experience of delivering this series ... ! DW
Marriage of 45 years plus has opened and broken my heart multiple times. Seeing with heart and being seen is the hardest and most beautiful thing. For me anyhow. I look forward to listening to this
series again. With much gratitude. š
In one of these weeks, David quoted another poet: āIām confined by angels to the madness of contentment.ā I can't seem to find the source (I thought Rilke but it's not coming up.) Does anyone know? I love it.
Thank you, David, for touching deeply that part of me that yearns for that perilous intimacy. Your writing brought that forth and my cells are alive with longing.