DISTANCE

Distance is subjective and something of an imaginary construct.

What is the healthiest distance between two people? - How we quantify, qualify, and regulate intimacy.

Our society is built on finite blocks of time wherein maximum intimacy can be reached: one night stands, weekend festivals and conventions, improv classes, group therapy, wellness workshops, sporting events, etc. In turn, are we becoming programmed to only tolerate closeness in managed doses?

"Distance and Space - Two people need to be comfortable with who they are before they can be a full partner to someone else. A partnership works best when both individuals are solid and strong on their own, and look to make a 'better' situation by going together. If the partners are only together to run from something else, or neglect what they need personally, then things simply aren't going to work well. Of course, every individual needs a different amount of space to be content. It could be that the amount you need is to your partner not 'space' but 'separation'. And indeed, sometimes when people look for space they really want to get away from their partner instead of just in towards themselves. Really think about why you want distance, and then talk to your partner about his/her concerns and the whole situation. Hopefully you'll find a compromise!" - lifetips.com

 

Alex and I have been spending A LOT of time together. My primary objective, upon getting into a relationship was to not lose sight of myself nor let distance grow in my friendships. Sometimes it seems that hand has been forced - by everyone or no one or just the energy of the universe. And as I google 'healthy distance in a relationship' I am wondering how cognizant people even are of setting and maintaining such boundaries

I run in circles with a lot of codependents and misanthropes. It took me years to accept my own over-reliance and general arms-length approach. Neither side of the scale is great, the goal (as always) is balance and moderation

For instance - I see my friend Lisa for a chunk of time about once a year. We met in 2007 while working at the Washington Improv Theater. She and I share a great deal in common, core traits and surface interests. We live only a couple miles from each other, we should hang out all the time. Instead we go months. It's a really cool friendship in that regard. I admire her, am always interested in her creative projects, never mean to lost touch but it happens, without fail. I tend to believe this is the nature of "normal" adult friendships. The imposed regulation is needed in the relationships that bear more weight and responsibility (significant others, roommates, family) - these loose friendships seem to regulate themselves. 

How does one implement balance, moderation, and healthy boundaries? The internet provides a lot of fluff ("Tune into your feelings." "Give yourself permission.") that has good, applicable intention, however, adults need concrete practicality - guidelines - ways to quantify. This blog entry will fall under the former. But the reason is this: experiencing an emotional connection is diametrically opposed to logical quantifying - this is why singular moments last a lifetime in your mind and you can forget entire years. All you can do is try  your best, face fears, remember who and what is important, and if you've put one important thing down too long, pick it back up. Let go of the shoulds. Start over with intention. That's it, because distance is subjective and something of an imaginary construct.

x/Amy

IMPERMANENCE

Infinite lives with a restart to level one. That is an illusion.

I lost the throat chakra bracelet my mother bought me for Christmas. I appreciate Buddhist gifts on Christian holidays. I have a bad habit of losing jewelry but typically I find it again. Not so much, this time. However, I'm starting to wonder if losing the bracelet could be the most functional part of receiving this gift. Buddhist concepts, chakras, and mantras are intended to be meditated on and that bracelet (and subsequently, the chakra itself) has been on my mind constantly for the last month. Also, in the last month I've also gotten back to writing, sharing, and opening up more than I have in years, it is the chakra of the voice

I have needed that voice to communicate where I'm at in my early 30's. I am exceptionally normal though adorned with unique experiences and brain chemistry. I am absorbing that this is what humanity has to offer - coinciding connections rather than coincidences of time and space. 

Last Monday, there was just enough time in a stop at Starbucks for me to muster up a proper meltdown. I had decided to visit my father's house which is being raised in the aftermath of superstorm Sandy, a 3 hour round trip that would undoubtedly involve 30 minutes of crying. I saved the gas and simply burst into tears in the Starbucks parking lot. Instead, Alex and I drove to Myrtle Park, which was suitably dark and tucked away, and I rambled to him about fear and impermanence. 

I was in my hometown of 31 years with my new boyfriend of 4 months. I am watching my mother sell her two homes and listening to my father strain with indecision over selling his. My father's house is the center of this angsty tale - the house my great-grandparents lived in, my grandmother died in, my father raised me on graphic adventure computer games in, I was meant to retire in. That may still play out but the odds are as unknowable as me running into my high school CCB BFF, Megan Jones, in La Rosa's earlier that day. 

New Jersey doesn't feel the same when I go back. I noticed that around the time I received my throat chakra string bracelet. Feeling different in my own hometown feels like betrayal. I am visiting rather than resuming a previous reality. The latter is not possible. Up until this point, in having my father's house as my eternal safety net, I thought it was. I could always go back. Infinite lives with a restart to level one: Central New Jersey. That is an illusion. I am an adult woman in Washington, DC exploring my voice not an angsty Jersey girl on hold. I am grateful for the forward momentum and pain as the touchstone of spiritual growth. There is always a chance to start over but there's no going back to level one. Would you even want to?

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x/Amy

PROGRESS

Growing love and creativity is important work.

Since April 10th when I started my Miracle Workers prep work I have physically written 100 pages. I started a new website (www.newminutiae.com). I had a Mercury-in-retrograde 2 week funk where I bailed on plans and on myself. I realized community is everywhere. I signed up for an extensive yoga and soul-searching course in my town. I got a new social media marketing client (Stephanie Sheridan). I introduced my bf to some of my family and realized how deeply I’m falling for  him. I continued to process the loss of my family homes and what impermanence and growing up really mean. I’ve almost finished Russell Brand’s book and ordered Gala’s book on radical self-love. I reorganized my room. I’ve decided to go on a shopping fast and successfully did 7 days without caffeine!

I think, for me, some of what the miracle is is how I’ve moved forward in my thinking and ability to see the positive. Instead of - ‘Shit! I dropped out of life for 2 weeks! - I can see, instead, how much I really have done (in under 2 months!).

I’m also learning how much distraction and multitasking hinder me. Detaching from my phone might be a ways off/ never happen, but studying my tactics (my practice in overwhelming myself) has been really eye-opening.  I work really hard MOST of the time. I will not let ‘perfect’ be the enemy of my ‘good’.

I am learning that all happiness is is gratitude. I am learning that all worry is is control, not practicing acceptance, and the inversion of excitement. I’ve learned I just have to get what’s in my head out, that morning pages can be blog posts, that I have a voice and I must honor it. Also, I’ve learned that working on core values doesn’t mean surrendering to the trite or limiting. For me, growing love and creativity is important work. I spent decades growing social competition, aggression, sarcasm, fear, standards imparted by others, pressure, and demands toward larger-scale, unworkable concepts. Right now growing love and creativity IS my challenge and if Miracle Workers has taught me anything it’s that my career, subsequently, WILL follow suit. 

x/Amy