“No human relation gives one possession in another – every two souls are absolutely different. In friendship or in love the two side by side raise hands together to find what one cannot reach alone.” Khalil Gibran
Yep, I get it.
One of my flaws is that I am a fixer. Not that I can fix myself. But I look at you and yearn to have you follow the plan I devised for you. I am sure that I can figure you out and make your life better. I hate to wait for you to ask me. Why would you need time to think when I have the answers?
I must constantly remind myself that only you have the answers for yourself. Is it that I don’t have confidence in you to do what’s right for you? I don’t think so.
I think that I get so bound up in wishes and wants and dreams for you that I jumble them up and trip over them on the way to living my own life. You are so much a part of my life that I want it all to be perfect.
Yes. I even get that life isn’t perfect. And that we don’t get to orchestrate it. And if we did, we might not know the real score.
That doesn’t stop me from wanting.
I’m sitting here today trying to figure out these things for my own life. What is it that I really want. What am I willing to work hard to achieve? What will I sacrifice to do the things I say I want to do? How can I be who I want to be?
I suppose if I can work this all out I’ll be too busy to fix you. And I may need to ask you for help.
I need to keep that in mind.
Someone wise told a friend of mine, “Everyone else on the planet is the Buddha come here to teach us about ourselves.”
Thank you for sharing publicly what so many of us are experiencing privately.
You mean it isn’t just me? haha…
My experience has been quite the opposite. My life has been fixed by others. In all honesty though, I have let it happen and have justified it by thinking that such fixes were the best under the circumstances. I have now finally been set free and think that I will now do things that I have been wanting to do for a long time and had not been able to.
I’m glad to know that you are free, Ramana. It has been a struggle for you, I know. Carry on…and take it from me…don’t start fixing!
It’s hard to stop being a fixer and become a listener, but it’s worth the effort, I think.
It seems to be a lifelong process for me to mend my wicked ways. Oh well, life is a process that I enjoy.
Insightful. I guess we keep learning about ourselves our whole lives and there is always room to grow.
True, Jeannette. Some times there seems to be more room than others.