Life just gets curiouser and curiouser sometimes. I post a reply to Uncle NYS on his site and end with "I'm not going to lose any sleep over it." Then my WS and I go to an MC session and talk about the different ways that men and women have of communicating. Specifically, I bring up that sometimes my WS will say to me "You're not listening to me", if I am reading something while she is speaking to me. Then I can repeat back to her what she has just said. The MC said what she may be saying is you can repeat the information but not the feeling of communication that goes with the information. Also, that women sometimes talk not to exchange information (which is what we men are mostly socialized to do), but to maintain a connection among themselves. So that the information which is given and received is not so important as is the feeling of being connected with each other. Anyway, our MC said he thought we would find it beneficial to try to cultivate this feeling of being connected between ourselves - my WS and myself. So that night I have a dream of being in the kitchen with my mother and sisters. My mother is being extremely critical of everything I am doing while I am trying to prepare dinner for them. Finally I serve dinner, then launch into a tirade at her, telling her it is her fault that I have trouble communicating with women because she shut me off from her with all of her criticism and coldness. I feel hateful towards her and frustrated because I am not able to effectively communicate exactly what I am feeling. The point of this little story is that I did lose sleep last night because I woke up from the dream and was not able to get back to sleep. Not from being bothered about what Uncle NYS has pointed out, however.
"The world breaks everyone and afterward many are strong in the broken places." - Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms, 1929.
