Escape Velocity – Orbit!

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Wow it’s peaceful here, and life is waaaay easier. Not that there’s not still work to do, but it’s like push starting your car: the difference between those first long slow groaning shoves to get the thing rolling compared to the quick hops with your foot as you sit in the car ready to pop the clutch. Ain’t nothin’ beats a little momentum my friend, let me tell ya. It’s getting the momentum that’s the tough part.

Sitting on the sweet side of momentum and looking back, I’ve learned a lot about how to get here and I think that’s worth sharing. Most importantly, I’ve got to debunk a few myths:

1)      You’ve got to have confidence to start something. No, no you don’t. Quite the reverse actually. I remember when I took my first timid steps into the world of writing… and fell flat on my face. Considerably shaken and entirely discouraged I doubted whether I was doing the right thing, and if I even had it in me to take this on. I complained (okay, whined) to my Dad that this was all too hard and I wish I had the confidence to make this kind of leap easier. His words of comfort(?) were: “Well of course you don’t have any confidence, you haven’t had any success yet.” True enough. Reminds me of play and how kids take on something with clumsy good spirit, mastery coming only after many repetitions. Confidence is born from succeeding with the difficult, not from doing things that are easy.

2)      You have to have knowledge to do something. Wrong again. Going back to the theory of play, you try something to learn about it; that’s pretty much the only way to really get it. You can read all the books on tap dancing you like (and reading is good, helps familiarize yourself with what you’re getting into) but there comes a time when you’ve just got to put the shoes on and giver! Knowledge is gained through experience; experience is gained by actually doing. You will lock yourself in a mental box if you tell yourself you need to know what you are doing before you do it (neurosurgery excluded please!). The reality is, you have to actually do the thing to really have knowledge about it.

3)      Everything else must be in place first. Making a huge shift in your life is a multifaceted endeavour that will impact, and be impacted by, everything else in your life. It is all connected and you can’t take things on like lining up ducks in a shooting gallery. Change facilitates change, and change requires change. I’m becoming someone used to being terrified and clueless in a realm I know nothing about – moderately comforted by something I heard Stephen King say in an interview: “The worst thing you can do is think you know what you’re doing.” And that isn’t just about writing, I’m far more inclined to dive in and be willing to suck at any new thing I take on. The best part is that still small voice in my heart is building a megaphone and I’m much more able to hear that call and have the courage to answer it. Trying to make a change in my life has changed me, and that change has made me more able to make the changes I need to make. If I had waited until I felt everything was in place, I would never have started.

4)      You’ll have help, you won’t have to do it alone. Imagine: Dreams Manifested Inc, where you could just dial up and someone would make your life’s aspirations happen for you. The truth of the matter is they’re your dreams, they’re your work. There’s no getting around it, what makes them yours is your struggles, your tenacity, your commitment, your accomplishment. How satisfying would it be if somebody just dropped you at the top of Everest, instead of you climbing it yourself? twisted-forestIt’s not about what you accomplish, it’s about how you’re transformed through the process. There’ll be help for you along the way for sure, but more like in those old adventure computer games where you’re travelling along, meet the elf in the woods and he gives you the gem of wisdom – it’s still yours to carry, figure out what it does and when to use it. People will give you clues and tools along the way, but you’ve got to walk through the forest by yourself.

You’ll never feel ready. It’s a fact of life. Babies don’t learn to walk by lying in their crib until they are ready. They learn to walk by kicking their legs, pulling themselves up, letting go for that unsteady toddle, falling on their butts (and occasionally their faces), getting up and doing it all over again. It’s a process of many steps, many failures; a process that only happens when you engage it, ready or not.

I remember a title I saw on a self-help book: Feel the Fear and Do It Anyway. That’s what it takes to make a huge shift in your life: feel the fear… insecurities… confusion… ignorance… uncertainty… overwhelming incomprehensibility of what you’ve taken on… and do it anyway. Pushing outside your comfort zone means you’re going to be uncomfortable; as Martha Stewart would say: “that’s a good thing” and it’s the only way you’re going to reach Escape Velocity.

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Queen of Unrequited Love

I’ve got this great self-correcting feedback mechanism for unrequited love; it goes something like this: if I’m into you, I think you’re just the cat’s ass; thing is, I’ve got enough self esteem to know I’m pretty awesome too, and if you haven’t got the good sense to recognize that, well that shows a considerable lack of judgment on your part and how can I possibly admire someone with such a significant character flaw? Ta-da! End of crush.

snow-queenSo I have to say I was surprised to find when I was at a party playing around with fortune telling cards (taken from a group of cards called “The Love Pack” …pausing for a moment to allow B-52’s Love Shack song to get fully stuck in your head) to pull the Queen of Unrequited Love. Figuring unrequited love may be more than just me crushing hopelessly on some fella, I started to think about unrequited love in all sorts of dimensions.

There is, of course, the good harmless crush, which first and foremost is great practice for having those hummy falling in love feelings without actually having to risk anything – I love you Corey Hart! (or at least I did when I was 14, I am so over you now). That puppy love, where you can just enjoy and admire someone with no reasonable expectation of it going anywhere. In my more mature crushes (or at least more recent ones) I’m also finding that what attracts me to someone I will never actually date can often be things I’m seeking out in my own life. I once had a crush on a guy who was warm, kind, active, outdoorsy, made a living helping people… and when I realized the attraction was going nowhere I also realized what I saw in him was practically a road map of where I wanted to go in my own life. It really had very little to do with him.

I think crushes become unrequited love and create suffering when you shift from dreamy thoughts to latching on to expectation and need. As someone who has spent more time on the dump-ee end of relationships and less on the dump-er side of things, being on the receiving end of an unrequited crush is a foreign and really uncomfortable thing for me. I had the occasional time in my spin at internet dating where I could feel some guy latch on to me, wanting so much, needing to express so much, that it would really make me backpeddle and want to say: “Whoa dude! Whatever it is you think you need, I don’t have it; you have to find it for yourself.” Or less diplomatically: “Run away, run away!” The thing is, that kind of unrequited love not only causes the lover suffering in their unfulfilled longing, but for a recipient with any kind of sense of what is going on it sticks them with the burden of a need they cannot fulfill. Icky, sticky place to be. And the part I really can’t get is how someone could persist in projecting feelings onto someone, wanting deeply from someone, without any kind of return of affection; that seems like a decidedly unloving thing to do to yourself. Don’t you deserve better than to keep wanting something from someone you will never get?

So, dreamy, visioning, harmless crush kinda thing = good.
Pining, yearning, can’t live without you unrequited love = bad.

With that in mind I feel compelled to look critically at my current unrequited crush – well, still not sure of the unrequited part, but definitely ill timed – what with launching this web site, trying to write with sincerity, and bucking up the courage to  follow my dreams, I’m doing just about all the emotional risk-taking I can handle right now. The dating stuff is kind of back-burnered in my world right now, regardless of where said crush may be at. But I do have to ask myself not only whether my affections (even if I’m choosing not to act on them) are likely being returned (if also not acted upon) or if I’m getting to the point where the self-correcting mechanism is gonna have to kick in; but also what impact are my feelings having on said crush. Am I attaching desires and hopes to this guy? What am I drawn to anyway, what does that say about my life right now and what I’m needing in it?

I’m pretty sure that Jerry McGuire line “you complete me” is one of the creepiest concepts going. I’m certainly not interested in being the missing card for someone sad about not dealing with a full deck. Buddha’s “work out your own salvation” is more my style. That said, as I shake off years of growing up in a post-feminist era where I learned women had to be STRONG and INDEPENDENT, I’m recognizing it isn’t always about me alone, but sometimes how I am in a relationship and what I learn from that interaction. I’m still trying to find that balance between recognizing no one is an island unto themselves, and no one is just half of a pair of chopsticks either.

And I don’t know whether this crush is just part of me learning more about me, learning to understand and love myself more; or part of a beginning, learning to share and bond and play well with a partner; or some lovely, mixed up combination. I don’t have a lot of answers right now, but I’m exploring just being present with the feelings I have and not having to do anything about them, whether I’m the Queen of Unrequited Love or not.

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