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I want to make it alright.

When love breaks the rules

It is still love

It hurts the vessel

Carrying such a heavy weight

Restricted by those that control

Sometimes the best controllers

Can’t prevent the love from

Spilling

Overflowing

Love can not be controlled

Only the vessel will get damaged

By God’s grace the vessel

Might be healed

Love doesn’t know rules

Love doesn’t care about

Age

Gender

Size

Color

Class

Health

Or even

Wealth

Love just is

Perhaps this vessel

Wanting to heal others

Will be truly healed

Perhaps this vessels’

Damage

Might be more of service

In healing society

Either way

Love is still love

This vessel

Will continue to carry

Cracked and spilling

For those that can not

Be un-loved

They can not

Be undone nor forgotten

It does not feel right

But somehow it must

Be alright

It is all this vessel

Really has

The only permanent

In otherwise impermanence

Contrary to popular opinion

My latest notification from the electronic ethers was to listen to this song.

I suspect it is because of yet another negative tangent from my SJ, or someone connected via that channel. I’ve had quite a few messages the last few days that reflect that. I keep reminding myself it isn’t my wavelength, and proceed to refocus on what is in my vortex.

Regardless of whether a person is in my heart or not, on this topic I will not budge, and anyone wishing to be in my life simply has to come to terms with polyamory and any jealousy.

My paradigm includes polyamory for many reasons.

  • I had an ingrained knowing at an early age that you could truly love with more than one person. Being raised by Christian parents, with an ample supply of Disney movies, I was indoctrinated with the concept of monogamy and had convinced myself it was just who you met first.
  • Then I met Nathan. The result: I fell in love with a man that had a wife and a girlfriend. When they left him one at a time, I was already his friend and my love grew for someone going through a rough time in a way that showed real inner strength.
  • We have lived through several partners that took residence in my heart, but didn’t take residence on our mutual journey of life.
  • I have had to acknowledge that love is abundant, it can be everywhere and have many facets and manifestations.
  • I love my biological family, my half brother and my half sister. I also love my family of choosing including, my step-daugther. People that share no or limited biology, yet are my family as much as anyone. They are in my heart fully and completely.
  • Additionally a  knowledge of basic anthropological concepts and human history, means I am aware that the idea of monogamy was instituted by patriarchal societies that wished to own women and keep them in degraded more subservient positons. I am not willing to allow that aspect of owning another person into my paradigm. Women are equal to men and have just as many rights, and I fully KNOW I could never own another human being.
  • Christianity benefitted financially from this concept so much, that it then created rules and reasons to justify monogamy and restrict alternatives. Beyond the fact that Christians refuse to admit Jesus had a wife, (despite multiple sources in support of that) there has even been much contemplation of his missing years and why the texts refuse to speak of those times. It has been suggested that is due to one of many possible reasons, of which non-monogamy and homosexual behaviors have both been suggested.
  • I am also aware that many matriarchal societies had no such requirements, and several ancient societies were very open and accepting of LGBT concepts and polyamory. Chinese culture, as well as Muslim harems, are examples of multiple female households. Also many kings over time and in many countries claimed multiple wives, going from King Tut of thousands of years ago to the Thai King of the 1800’s which “The King and I” is based upon. Additionally, Greeks and Romans both were open to multiple adult households, and even when a primary relationship guided the home, there were often what we modern people would refer to as mistresses or ‘a mister’.
  • Beyond all of these is my sexual identity of being bisexual: I refuse to limit myself because the greater paradigm can’t let go of a stubborn belief based on control and ownership.
  • I am not to be owned or controlled, and I respect others the same. I will never limit anyone in a way that is unacceptable to me.
  • Jealousy is merely a symptom of being focused on your lack of something. It doesn’t matter if it’s jealous of a house, car, other material belongings, or a particular relationship. The easiest way to dispel jealousy is to focus on the things you have that do match the desired thing. So if you are jealous over a partner having another mate, because of polyamory, you just have to remind yourself you have the right to a second mate as well. You remind yourself that your person does love you. You remind yourself that we all have the freedom to choose and the fact that someone stays with you means they chose to be with you. You remind yourself that you love them and you are open to even more love. You remind yourself that you can’t own or control others for any good outcome, and freedom encourages even more respect and trust between partners. You remind yourself of all of the good things that you do have and can have if you want. That will dispel jealousy given enough focus. Practice makes perfect.

Beyond these broad reasons as to why polyamory is a must, I have to acknowledge my direct reasons.

  • Nathan is my first true love, the first person to have a full grasp of my heart outside my birth family. His daughter, my step-daugther, was second. I still love them both with all of my heart.
  • Nathan is a kind and loving man.
  • He is the father of my children and a very good dad at that.
  • Nathan is a good homeschool parent educator.
  • Nathan is very patient.
  • Nathan is very supportive in many ways.
  • Nathan is an excellent house-husband and photographer.
  • Nathan is open and accepting of others and other relationships.
  • Nathan and I both want anything that provides happiness and greater ease in our family.
  • We are able to compromise and work towards common goals even when those goals include multiple people.
  • We both love each other enough to keep reaching for better. Did I mention Nathan is supportive.
  • Nathan and I both look forward to other people to be partners and best friends.
  • I love my husband, the father of my children, I do not own him and never have. Our legal marriage was more for taxes and social security than anything, and we acknowledge a fully committed poly family will require additional legal hoops and documentation to protect all involved and fully committed.
  • Nathan and I mesh really well and get along in lots of ways. We have plenty of common ground and because of that I know he would get along well with anyone I’m attached to. He’s very accepting of a wide array of people as being potential family. It has kept us both hopeful of finding committed partners.

I am not saying that I think others must follow my paradigm. I simply acknowledge that this is what works for me. There is no rightness or wrongness in either polyamory or monogamy. There can be problems with either relationship paradigm. There can also be huge blessings with either relationship paradigm. Polyamory does require better communication, does require good time management, and does require working on any limiting beliefs one may hold.

I will not second guess inspired thought from my childhood when I was much more open to guidance from the divine. If the divine didn’t want me to be polyamorous, then I would not have had that thought as a small child, and I would not have met a polyamorous person so early in my adulthood (19). My personal situation has definitely been divinely guided towards this new and different paradigm and I am strong enough to handle it, all of the ups and downs and everything in between. It has it’s challenges but is most definitely worth it.

Beyond that, I don’t even expect partners to be non-monogamous. I only expect that they honor my relationship with Nathan as all that it is, and make no steps to alter it in anyway. If SJ returns and tells all, comes clean, and is too entrenched in the old paradigm, that is fine- they can continue to restrict themselves as long as Nathan is respected. I wish for anyone in my life to be there because they want to be and it makes them happy, beyond that I am flexible. Day to day life will adjust accordingly and in the flow intended by our alignment.

I always hope that everyone I meet has good days full of happiness and fulfillment. I always hope that everyone I meet finds their alignment to their source, especially knowing it isn’t always as easy as it sounds. I hope the same for those I love and call my family.

May we all have good days full of alignment. May we recognize our moments of divine guidance and understand that God would not put something evil in our path. Those are contradictory elements, God can not control that which is the opposite of divine influence. May you know that you are in alignment enough to know you are generally allowing good God force to flow in your life in a variety of ways. May you know God loves you and see that love in many ways in your life. May you see the many ways that you already love, and the many people that your heart already cares about. May you know you deserve better and that you can have anything that you allow your beliefs to include. May you allow divine goodness more than restrict it.

Siva Hir Su

Memories of love never fade, part 2

This week I have taken a lot more time to attempt to find cooperation within myself. I have come to a conclusion that my 6 roles of people I love, as well as elements of my health puzzle, are both tied to something in me that prevents elements from cooperating and working together. There is something, some belief, that has caused a chain reaction of things I love failing to work together properly. Examples would be: the flavors I love failing to be what my pancreas and digestive system want, the people I have attracted and love so dearly failing to accept all of me including my Nathan and kids, Etc.

So, despite not feeling like I really trust myself or my intuition, I am determined I will figure it out. In the meantime I’m choosing to focus on things that already work or produce happy thoughts. It takes the sting out of the puzzle and my self-isolation. It smoothes out the rough edges of my otherwise uneventful days of self-induced lonliness (some things must be experienced and resolved alone).

Anyway, after having my stroll of love down memory lane in my last post, I began to remember all of the resident stories that have helped me to see the permanence of love.

As I’ve mentioned previously, I work with elderly through contracts with multiple facilities ranging from Independent Living 55+ apartments to high security dementia facilities. Over nearly a decade I’ve come in contact with many people that have little to no memory, but all of those which are still able to speak have always shared stories of love.

I remember many stories from my one lady who is now well over 100. Her husband was a pilot and she had 4 kids with him. She tells me all the time how wonderful a man he was and how she spent all her time trying to keep up with the boys. At this point she’s lost so much of her memory that she frequently forgets he’s already passed away, and will often ask if he’s on his way to pick her up. I always go along with the story, but find it amazing when after all the years without him, and having so little memory left she can remember how much love they shared.

Yet she is not alone. I have had many just like her.

Mrs. A would always look at her husband’s picture and tell me how he was a good looking guy that all the girls wanted, but he was hers. He was her good man. He was absolutely the best she could have hoped for. She used to long just to be with him again and prayed for her life to end so she could rejoin him. I think she has.

One of my ladies had 3 husbands. One was no good she said. She loved him, but he didn’t take care of himself and died leaving her a single parent to 3 kids. The second was a scoundrel that upon his death left her and the kids with massive debt to repay, and the 3rd she loved, but there was a prenuptial agreement that protected them both. They entered marriage independent and when his kids put him in a memory care facility she filed for divorce to again ensure independence. She would rather be completely on her own than greedy step-kids possibly harming her for her life savings. She always said “I did it my way” but would still tell me stories of her moments of love with each of the men, and get weepy over romantic love songs. My favorite was her story of being in Ireland with husband 3 staying at a little cottage in the countryside, I pictured a very charming man, suave yet very down-to-earth. I think of her and her 3 husbands and hope one day I’ll be telling stories of my poly-family and admitting the worst problems were overcome with a little patience.

I’ve had the privilege of being around several couples which even after multiple decades married still got along extremely well.

There was Mr. & Mrs. S who traveled the world together, spoke multiple languages, and would make dirty jokes even though they were in their upper 80’s. He was a charmer and she was very independent but aimiable. They took turns teasing or scolding each other. It was quite adorable. They told me many stories of their travels together and some awfully funny moments that are the kind that only happen to seasoned partners in love (probably because they would break immature relationships).

Then there was Mr. and Mrs. A. They were both very quiet, but always glued at the hip. She told me of when they first got married. She said he wouldn’t have made it through basic training if it weren’t for her doing his laundry and getting him ready every day. He would just smile sheepishly and say “that’s no lie”. They were so sweet, still are. I only see them once in a while, but every time I do it warms my heart.

One couple, the husband had very severe dementia, and his wife would visit 2 to 3 times a week, sometimes more. She would say he doesn’t remember me, but I told her what I saw. I watched a man that couldn’t find her name on the tip of his tongue, but would light up with joy when she visited. I watched the same man cry after she left and get angry with staff when they wouldn’t let him follow her. He just knew he loved her even though his brain wouldn’t remember how to make the words work to convey it. I know that feeling. I have been there when my allergen induced depression prevented words and all I could do was cry. It’s the love behind it all that matters.

My own dad, just beginning to really show dementia, can’t understand why mom left. He only remembers the good things. He only remembers the loving moments. He doesn’t understand that she remembers the other not-so-good moments because her memory is still fresh. He wants her back, but she’s not able to do that because she was hurt and the wounds still sting. My dad still loves her, and she admits she loves him, but just can’t be hurt anymore. She says she’s too old to put up with the hurts just because she loves him. She does better alone, she swears, but I know her lonliness sometimes makes her wonder.

There are so many stories like these, and I’ve only worked with elderly for 7 years. I can’t imagine how many stories more seasoned staff have. It is a huge comfort to me, a wonderful reminder, that at the end of everything, love always prevails, even when hurts have happened.

The human spirit is resilient, but love is the most resilient of all.

May you feel love, for yourself, for a significant other (or 2 or 3 or 4); for children, pets, and extended family. May that love carry with it many many good memories that last until your dieing day. May you always find those memories of love within reach and easy to recall. May you always be able to express your love easily and have it accepted by those hearing your words. May you love yourself as much as any other. May you always find the perfect way to express your love, and may you always trust yourself and your intuition.

Siva Hir Su