Let’s Be Honest…

Staying when you can’t see what you have as a treasure, isn’t a virtue, it’s a villain in gentlemen’s clothing. Get that shit out of your head, lest it infects your heart little B

To let go is a love language. Not out of spite, or a desire for vengeance, anger, or hate, those can all be catalysts but ultimately it’s like punching yourself to get even with someone who hurt you. No one wins and you don’t have to die on the swords you’re handed by outside parties. I’ve been learning to put them down as I pull them out of my heart. Once I do they can no longer prick at my mind and injure me from the inside. All emotions that charge me with no direction to go in are little valves of opportunity to crank open and discharge energy I might use toward literally anything else more productively. Even these, once seen, can lead to the conclusion that something needs to shift and so be a positive, a fire under me to get me boiling to refine and combine my qualities. Through it I find a deep desire for all parties to receive all they desire without compromising themselves, or any other to achieve it. When things are done in true love and care, entropy is the least potential-bearing outcome as well as least likely.

In the end, all parties involved are witnessing their own version/view of the same broken (or illuminating/nurturing) structure. It can only be as good as our view of self, and worthiness. A simplified equation of quality might be found in the relationship between shared energy, time, and attention. In a healthy dynamic as the time extends in shared measure, the bonds become strengthened and capable of facing obstacles and receiving abundance to a larger capacity. All parties, operate ever more as a unit because to function is to thrive and feel and be ever more alive in the experience.

In this variety of interrelational dynamics, all things work together for shared realities to prosper and develop in beautiful ways, like a forest full of diverse forms of life, all playing a part in the environment growing and flourishing. The bond is seen as an asset as it builds and grows, And so it is kept and tended, treated, nurtured, and appreciated at all costs, because no cost outweighs what it produces on all levels of being. It remains healthy, suspended in ample energy, and mutually fed attention in the same way that a squirrel will store nuts, and so it doesn’t go hungry in any season of life offered to the shared plate.

In a less healthy dynamics of this shared energy as time grows, attention depreciates, and energy wanes until it can only be found outside of it. All suffer, grow, or benefit and prosper based on their ability to see through the missing external pieces and into themselves, to uproot the trait or characteristic making them a common denominator with what is no longer desired. And the strongest energy will consume the room and shift the direction of the narrative.

Imagine if you could smell an attitude, or state of being, and someone walking in smelling like hot ten day old dumpster cabbage and uncooked rotting potatoes. Even in my mental image the room clears pretty quick. Or someone walking in with an attitude that smells like all others’ favorite things. Like a magnet most will make their way toward it, or at least vaguely drift in the direction.