On the good days of a relationship’s beginning, one daydreams of the most complete version of oneself, the fulfillment of every real or imagined potential through the presence of the other, the activation of the most positive aspects by (each) another. I use the term positive in an attempt to be modest and understated…actually, the dream is the activation of each power felt as magical by one on these moments and perceived the same way by the other under the effects of the same spell. Then, on bad days…sadness and dwindling energy stemming from the failure to fulfill the above-mentioned aspirations, a failure which is actually sadder than any dissatisfaction or disillusionment that might come from the actions of another person. The inability to reach this fulfillment or transformation is the hardest aspect to observe in oneself or others. This witnessing is especially difficult when it is clear, either in a personal story or an outside one, that if each party would show a little more courage, a transformation would take place for both people; a maximal self-fulfillment reached through a catalyst, let’s say. The opposite could be described as subjection to things as they are without reaching for the sun like an Icarus, equally brave and infantile.
The following exchange took place with one of my muses regarding these fulfilled and/or neglected potentials:
“How sad it went that way…A love deserving of lions, wrongly bestowed on rabbits. Each rabbit expects that the other one is a lion disguised as a rabbit momentarily…” but, unfortunately, it wasn’t so.