Who doesn’t want to end their day sharing hugs and smiles with someone they love, someone they feel loved by? Someone you can effortlessly fall into when you need a good crying session.
Who doesn’t want to start each morning with someone they trust, someone who trusts them – all of them? Someone who is curious not questioning. Someone who is interested not skeptical. Someone who, without condition, holds a belief in themselves and you – like tiny heart beating fluffs of newly hatched chicks – tenderly.
Who doesn’t want to experience the joy of two people who’ve blended and bended together to create a we? A we they love, a we who loves them. A we they trust, a we who trusts them. A we that’s blended and bended together to create a perfectly imperfect, beautiful, messy us.
I want these things.
And so, I am using this space to share my thoughts and experiences, my elation and heartache, my doubts and intuitions, my everything and anything that comes up for me as I mindfully move toward a we, an us. I’m throwing my insides out like clay on a relationship potter’s wheel to form and fall in whatever way it does.
Writing has always been an effective emotional processing tool for me so I’m picking up my chisel to get things down in contemporary Cuneiform. I intend to mortar and pestle my way through my insecurities, vulnerabilities, and observations as part of the process to create the relationships I want – the relationship I want with myself and the relationship I want with another person. I want these things: this love, this trust; this we, this us; the messy yummy mess of relationship.