Berto and I were chatting about this very subject earlier this morning... maybe we're all tied to some loony lunar cycle? After all, Mercury is retrograde now through the end of the month.
For anyone who cares to know, retrograde position to the sun makes it appear as though Mercury is behind the sun. It "catches up" at the end of the month and resumes its direct position (seemingly ahead of the sun).
I was actually explaining this to D10 after dinner last night. I asked her if she remembered Gramp saying that the suicide rates appear to be rampant at the time of a full moon? He showed us a bridge over Rock Creek where the suicides on full moons were commonplace for years (and still are).
We discussed the gravitational pull by the moon, how it affects tides, menstrual cycles and moods... Well, when Mercury is retrograde, communications become difficult. It becomes a cycle where misunderstandings occur frequently and nobody seems to get along.
I'm not saying that my issues with Mr. W. and those between Optimist and her H, and everyone else here is a result of the lunar cycles.
But I will say that many of us have been traveling this DB path for quite awhile. Berto and I nearly share an anniversary on joining the BB... and like all things in life, I really believe that some things have to take their course naturally.
I always have an option of just "hanging out" until Mr. W. decides to do something. But what is his incentive? Nobody seems to have any effect on him and asking him for accountability.
He's not mean or unreasonable. Actually, he's as affable and cooperative as he always has been. Only he's not living at home and sleeping with me.
So Pam, I really think that there are beginnings and endings to just about everything, and I'm ready for both. Sounds like many of us are here.
If anything, this path has given us all dignity and compassion. Hud and I discussed the fact that because of this path, we are more empathetic people and not as likely to make rash judgments about people and circumstances.... We have taught ourselves to accept that nothing is ever what it seems to be.
This in itself is a miracle!
And I finally realize that just because Mr. Wonderful doesn't want to love me the way I want to be loved anymore does not mean I don't deserve it. Or that he's a bad person because he has decided to be truthful with me.
The truth can hurt. But only to the extent that we allow it to. The fact is, not revealing the truth is exponentially more hurtful. At least to me.
Myrrh, thanks for your hug and nice words. My computer isn't going nuts anymore, so I'll initiate a chat shortly--before I get back to work.
BTW, while I was rebooting my PC, I called Mr. Wonderful, who seemed genuinely happy to talk to me. I let him know that I have a hair appt after work, and we discussed details for the rest of the week.
It isn't over until the fat lady sings... but the truth of things will help me invite her to show up to the stadium.
Ya know?
"There are only 2 ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle."
