My need to be needed
2015/06/26 5 Comments
I feel an inner urge to express what I see, to communicate and share with others all these impressions. Often the things I see are there, not yet manifest, but waiting... to be observed, talked about, and embraced.
These new insights need another approach, a more vivid curiosity...
Due to fear and prejudice we prefer to see only "the official" truth - but THE OFFICIAL TRUTH IS DEAD - being dead, it has nothing to give...
We can continue pretending Death is fascinating or... we can take the trouble to LIVE...
THE NEW has no definition yet...
Again, IT requires another "perception", the courage to apprehend everything differently, from a totally new angle, with new confidence and inquisitive touch. This blog is not about interesting concepts, it is about participation... finding new solutions, inspiration, togetherness.
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Julien Matei
Mirrors of Encounters 
Hmmmmmhhhh
There has got to be a more enjoyable challenging fierce and wonderful set up. I wonder what the new game will is.
Thank you for setting my mind up to think about this today.
You´re welcome.
Here ´s “the other” talking:
My identity as sick is bound up with others as potential caregivers.
Who would I be without these caregivers? Without the wrong thinking that promotes false codependency?
My need to be needed, is actually my wish to be seen as needy. It is a schock to think that I would prefer me ill so that I can see you as the special one to save me.
My need to be ill supports your need to be special.
Or is it me that wants to be special by hiding myself behind
real or imagined illness?
Yes I agree Julien.
One aspect of relationship and self identity in that relationship and a means of fulfillment is healing.
And since I been there done that, and still do cuz it’s still needed, like babies need careing for. And becouse I grow old. My needs change, even if it’s not illness. And it’s joyfuful. Yet beyond this caretaker and needy what greater and more joyous needs are we able to connect through? Connections are sweet. They are essential. Almost sthe stuff we and our soul and story are made of. Even if it’s via careing for the ill or dying or being cared for conections and stories and relationship stuff is generated.
Some meaning though not all may be drawn from these becouse we are human and death and decline are a part of our humanity and story.
*continues wondering*
Thank you for your insights and food for wonder.
You´re welcome. Thank you for your reflections here…
Clear and simple.
One OR The Other
OR?
One AND The Other
Black IS White. White IS Black.
Hot IS Cold. Cold IS Hot.
Each implies the other. Each IS the other.
Mutual arising.
There is no ‘one’ without the ‘other’.
And All is One.