yesterday my beyond precocious nephew brought my mom some flowers. some weed-like roughage, but it's the sentiment that counts, right? anyway. she tells me that my father used to bring her one flower, and that made her feel really special...
until she found out he did it for everyone; her mom, her sister, etc.
and i so had to laugh, because yeah i've been there. thinking i was so above and different from everyone else and finding out that no...you're just another one. oh...OH! the ego reacts badly to this info and tends to want to kick over chairs and make mischief and suchlike.
if you're out of control that is.
i said to her - "i know what you mean. and i sure thought i was at the top of the heap. but eventually you come to appreciate someone that would take the time to do that for others."
her response - "yeah, but still...."
haha. ever the realist.
but forreal though. i honestly think it's only the sort of dirty love attachments that bring a sense of possessiveness and jealousy. when my passions ran deep i was prone to be the SHE CAN'T DO IT BETTER THAN ME! type. however, i know now that true love is very inclusive and when one lets it in and begin to work its magick, you see things differently. it's clear that it's a gift. and the best ones are those you can share with others.
i won't front though. i'm human enough to still want to be considered somewhat more beautiful and desirable than anyone else in my Beloved's eyes. the grand prize.
yes, big love does tend to transform one into a super giver. but i don't want to be hera...watching zeus kick it to all the other hoes like he does to me.
some of that sweet should be just between we. ;-)
Posted by Lisa at March 12, 2009 03:20 AMHee, hee! See, I posted a comment years ago about sister wifery! Glad you've come to know this kind of love. I certainly treasure it and totally agree that "the best ones are those you can share"!
Posted by: Ayanna at May 6, 2009 09:47 PM