I thought to myself over breakfast..
Do I really practice what I preach?
Its easy to give advice in matters of the heart. Its easier to criticize and judge when others are letting themselves be ruled by emotions, rather than rationale. Head over the heart is a concept which looks simple in words and books. In reality, it's more complicated than love itself.
Relationships aren't made in heaven. What makes them heavenly is over-rating and over-emphasizing them. Neither is there any such thing as an ideal partner. It's like pottery really. You take someone raw, understand them, shape them, mould them, every time they break you get better at handling them and in time, out comes a beautiful and perfect piece of art, a.k.a your better half. You make one your perfect someone.
I stopped over this thought, and looked back at all the aunt-agony-cum-shooting-cupid-arrow acts I had done over the past few years. Some good, some bad and some turned ugly. I may be no expert, but I have done some over-the-top horoscope inspired judgments. All sensible. all mature, all with happy endings. On the flip side, I may have given the strong shoulder lesson to many, yet bawled my eyes out when the situation hit me. It's a conviction strong, but words weak. Circumstances same with meandering morals . I confess, it's harder to tread those trails than trace them.
...In all honesty, I would like to follow my lead, but my lessons aren't easily digested....
I admit, if I were not me, I might do it differently.
Do I really practice what I preach?
Its easy to give advice in matters of the heart. Its easier to criticize and judge when others are letting themselves be ruled by emotions, rather than rationale. Head over the heart is a concept which looks simple in words and books. In reality, it's more complicated than love itself.
Relationships aren't made in heaven. What makes them heavenly is over-rating and over-emphasizing them. Neither is there any such thing as an ideal partner. It's like pottery really. You take someone raw, understand them, shape them, mould them, every time they break you get better at handling them and in time, out comes a beautiful and perfect piece of art, a.k.a your better half. You make one your perfect someone.
I stopped over this thought, and looked back at all the aunt-agony-cum-shooting-cupid-arrow acts I had done over the past few years. Some good, some bad and some turned ugly. I may be no expert, but I have done some over-the-top horoscope inspired judgments. All sensible. all mature, all with happy endings. On the flip side, I may have given the strong shoulder lesson to many, yet bawled my eyes out when the situation hit me. It's a conviction strong, but words weak. Circumstances same with meandering morals . I confess, it's harder to tread those trails than trace them.
...In all honesty, I would like to follow my lead, but my lessons aren't easily digested....
I admit, if I were not me, I might do it differently.
3 comments:
I like the pottery part a lot.. :)
It's like pottery really. You take someone raw, understand them, shape them, mould them, every time they break you get better at handling them and in time, out comes a beautiful and perfect piece of art, a.k.a your better half.
Moulding the other person is all very well, but you forgot about getting moulded in turn!
I agree. Its a 2 way process. I don't deny one bit that you change in the process as well. That is part of the potter's pride =)
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