Skip to main content

The obsession with "growing together"

Ok... I have some beef with our current cultural obsession to "commit to joint growth". Here's why:
-we don't all bloom at the same time
-we should not be expecting people to keep up in order to keep the relationship.

Just commit to being kind, compassionate and loving and you may find joint growth is unnecessary. When people feel that they can grow, and they feel valued and valuable, and they feel safe -- they'll stay with you forever. You choose to love a soul, not a facade, not a set of benefits, not an idealized image of a perfect future. That means you not only accept them as they are, you celebrate what they are and treasure them for it. You don't pressure them to grow with you.

Sometimes I think this push for joint growth is just one person outgrowing something and desperately needing the other person to change so they don't feel like the relationship has failed.

It's ok to want something different. It's ok to grow apart. It's ok to find something no longer fits.

Growth is good. Change is good. Commit to your own. And love people as they are, no ifs, ands or buts.

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

Connect

Look into my eyes and smile Follow me with your gaze Come and stand beside me Drink in my scent Graze my arm with yours And let yourself breathe out You're safe here by my side Talk with me about everything And nothing at all Laugh, and cry with me Share a meal with me Hold me close and cherish me. Touch my hand as we walk together Write me words of love Lose yourself in my embrace And find out what I'm worth Kiss like it's the first time, the last time and the best Take me away with you And show me all the rest.

Dream

Would you mind dreaming with me a little while longer Because I'm not finished with you yet You tell me not to remember But I don't want to forget It may not be perfect, nor am I, neither are you But you bring me something I can hold on to It helps me surrender It helps me advance And most of all, you already know, It makes my soul dance.

Parallel lines

We’re a pair of parallel lines You’re just like me We’re on the same path But we don’t ever meet You talk to all my friends  but me I guess I’m not that nice after all You You’re in the house up on a cloud Me I’m on a mission.