Thursday, 17 February 2011

Patti

take me now baby here as I am
hold me close, try and understand
desire is hunger is the fire I breathe
love is a banquet on which we feed

come on now try and understand
the way I feel when I'm in your hands
take my hand come undercover
they can't hurt you now,
can't hurt you now, can't hurt you now
because the night belongs to lovers
because the night belongs to love
because the night belongs to lovers
because the night belongs to us

have I doubt baby when I'm alone
love is a ring, the telephone
love is an angel disguised as lust
here in our bed until the morning comes
come on now try and understand
the way I feel under your command
take my hand as the sun descends
they can't touch you now, lololoooo
can't touch you now, can't touch you now
because the night belongs to lovers ...

with love we sleep
with doubt the vicious circle
turn and burns
without you I cannot live
forgive, the yearning burning
I believe it's time, too real to feel
so touch me now, touch me now, touch me now
because the night belongs to lovers ...
because tonight there are two lovers
if we believe in the night we trust
because tonight there are two lovers ...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uoGdx3I3dPE&feature=related

Wednesday, 16 February 2011

Detachment - damn it!





The concept of letting go can be confusing to many of us. When are we doing too much or trying too hard to control people and outcomes? When are we doing too little? When is what we're doing an appropriate part of taking care of ourselves? What is our responsibility, and what isn't?
These issues can challenge us whether we've been in recovery ten days or ten years. Sometimes, we may let go so much that we neglect responsibility to ourselves or others. Other times, we may cross the line from taking care of ourselves to controlling others and outcomes.
There is no rule book. But we don't have to make ourselves crazy; we don;t have to be so afraid. We don't have to do recovery perfectly, If it fee;s like we need to do a particular action, we can do it. If no action feels timely or inspired, don;t act on it.
Having and setting healthy limits - healthy boundaries - isn't a tidy process. We can give ourselves permission to experiment, to make mistakes, to learn, to grow.
We can talk to people, ask questions, and question ourselves. If there's something we need to do or learn, it will become apparent. Lessons don't go away. If we're not taking care of ourselves enough, we'll see that. If we are being too controlling, we'll grow to understand that too.
Things will work out. The way will become clear.
Today, I will take actions that appear appropriate. I will let go of the rest. I will strive for the balance between self-responsibility, responsibility to others, and letting go.

As I read this I can really see how I have been trying to make JH be in love with me. Trying to stop him from acting out with others so he would be able to really assess his feelings from a standing still point. I cannot do this. JH has to do and be who he is. I need to let go of that. I still sit here in hope that he will make one final call to say he in love with me all along and we can have all that I hoped for. This is not how it is. I need to let go.
I can see too how I have been trying different ways. But how freeing it is to realise that I have been doing my best and that I have made mistakes. I didn't take care of myself too well. I am uncertain of the appropriate action. I have been trying to just be friends, but then how it's felt for me is that I take the hook that is thrown out for me. Perhaps it never was a hook from JH but that's what it's seemed like. The level of communication between us and the getting along has seemed more than just friendly. I think at times I did say my feelings even though just this last call on Sunday JH said that he didn't know how I was feeling. So I was biting on what seemed like a hook and then just as seemed to be reeled in I have been thrown out again.
And I know I go on and on about it but all along JH has been lying, to me, to others. This I don't understand what it is about me that I don't take care of me. I have known and challenged and then trusted again and then more lies and betrayal and then talked into trusting again.
Whilst I can relate to the lying for the sake of all sorts of underlying issues, I do not think it is OK. And I also know hat things take time in growth but it is also easy to start being truthful or decent. I guess I am just angry about this because it hurts so so much. What I have learnt in a very hard lesson is the importance of honesty with my friends. It is respect. If I am to truly be a friend or someday a lover then I would want to be as honest and open as I know how to be. I am very willing to keep practicing this on a daily basis. It is essential in my work and even more essential with the people I value. Thank you for this lesson.
 Honesty and cow parsley

I just have been wanting to be loved and to be able to love someone I really was inspired by and liked. JH tells me he has loved me and was in love with me. I feel very sad that his love for me has been mixed up with acting out - which he denies again now despite me reading the emails that were dated all through the time we were seeing each other. It's all be so very very messy.

I have vomited thinking about how I was giving the very all of me and yet JH was being sexual or intimate even with others during the same period. It's no wonder I felt untrusting because truths weren't being told. And all so unnecessary. I would have been his slave anyway. There was  o need for lies. It was none of my business at the stage he took it further and then starting telling me too wanted monogamy and was boundaried etc etc. I just don't understand why he needed to do that to me. Or how I have allowed it to happen. Well I do as well. I am very vulnerable in many ways. And have once again become overly trusting. I need to learn to be more discerning and realise that discernment requires and deserves some time. At least we have both found out before there was more at stake.
Right now I have a broken heart. I feel a massive sense of loss. I feel sad that I have no access right now to just the things that are likeable. I feel angry at having been taken advantage of regardless of whether it was intentional or not - I like to think not. I feel oh so hurt that I let JH right right right into my soul. It was my choice but I also thought I was allowing someone in who would be as careful with my soul as they would their own.
I feel baffled how this has all come to this. I am certain that JH is a very lovely person - the things that I see that are wonderful are really there. I also see behaviour that is not lovely. This maybe taking inventory. I have been on the receiving end and I have a big part to play in this. I also have not behaved in the way I would like to. I do not like how controlling I have become, in my effort for JH to see the way things are so that he can change and love me after all. I have said things that I would rather not have said. I don't like that I have become quite traumatised by all of this. The consequences of not being discerning and taking time.
I have a lot to learn. I would like to be able to simply treasure all that is good in JH and not have all this other stuff fall upon us, me, him.
But this is how it is. Sadly it really is.

The reading? Well I am uncertain what is appropriate right now. Thankfully I have good friends who can help me see balance. I like the careful wording of being responsible to others but nor for others and also self-responsibility. I know that I am responsible for loving me first and foremost. I am a very lovable person with a lot of good traits. I have incredibly great friends which I think is a reflection on me. And I am surrounded by these people. I also reflect them.

I have a poem for all of these feelings I have.
Perhaps I will share it although right now it seems so incredibly private and precious to just me.

I also have very very weird feelings in connection with my cousins diagnosis and the whole sense of tragedy and waste. A mix of memories of all the years.
I felt very strongly this evening talking to AB and realising how she cannot possibly allow feelings around such an issue as it would mean she might touch her own emotions. And this I believe is so painful but fills her with the anger that she lives in. I love AB so much and pray that some day she will be able to make a change that will bring her freedom before she dies. I pray for freedom for each and every one of us. Be rid of the shackles and the destructive behaviours - however little or small the wreckage. No more!
Instead - love, respect, wise choices, dignity, discernment, lightness, peace, bliss, fun, fresh air, closeness.
Just a few to start with.
No one is to blame but we are all capable of taking responsibility once we admit and accept. Loo at the ensuing chaos and choose to do everything very, very differently
The Universe is in us - let us sense you and live you.

Bliss
XX


My text to AM -
I spoke with JH. Just didn't feel ready or right not sure which to send cut contact email. Realised as I was talking that I was actually mainly angry with him for not being in love with me. Also very angry about the lies. If it was all above board wouldn't be hurting now or differently. Anyway realised if I accept situation it is possible to move forward. Well for today. He does tell lies so not wanting friendship but can be friendly today. Not hurting quite as much. Wish things were different but this is how it is. Would like to have a true loving relationship with someone. Invite that into my life. Glad I have courage to not take less than my wishes. Even though I have kicked and screamed and faltered to get to today. Hope it lasts tomorrow and here on.

Tuesday, 15 February 2011

A Me Minute

The Language of Letting Go
15th February
Control
Sometimes the gray days scare us. Those are the days when old feelings come rushing back. We may feel needy, scared, ashamed, unable to care for ourselves.
When this happens, it's hard to trust ourselves,others, the goodness of life, and the good intentions of our Higher Power. Problems seem overwhelming. The past seems senseless; the future, bleak. We feel certain the things we want in life will never happen.
In those moments, we may become convinced that things and people outside of ourselves hold the key to our happiness. That's when we may try to control people and situations to mask our pain. When these "codependent crazies" strike, others often begin to react negatively to our controlling.
When we're in a frenzied state, searching for happiness outside of ourselves and looking to others to provide our peace and stability, remember this: Even if we could control things and people, even if we got what we wanted, we would still be ourselves. Our emotional state would still be in turmoil.
People and things don;t stop our pain or heal us. In recovery, we learn this is our job, and we can do it by using our resources: ourselves, our Higher Power, our support systems, and our recovery programme.
Often, after we've become peaceful, trusting and accepting, what we want comes to us - with ease and naturalness. The sun begins to shine again. Isn't it funny, and isn't it true, how all change really does begin with us?
"I can let go of things and people and my need to control today. I can deal with my feelings. I can get peaceful. I can get calm. I can get back on track and find the true key to happiness - myself. I will remember that a gray day is just that - one gray day.

Each time I get a slowing moment, the pain whooshes over me again. The hurt! I am so bloomin' fortunate to have the friends I do, the recovery I have, the strength of fellowship to tap into. When I read this in the morning, I smiled. I was reminded to pick up my daily readings again by a friend. I had dropped off reading them for a while. I need to up the disciplines. I have an inner strength that I can draw on and it's true I do not need anyone. I have known that. What I do want is support from my friends - safe friends who can listen to my emotions and hear me. And they are there so solid. I feel blessed beyond belief. And a friend who at times is challenging to me said today that she loved me and that I am one of the few special people she can trust. I lit up to hear that from her. This was after being able to put me aside and listen to her when she called me for support.
I have already increased my meetings since all this horrid feeling started. I am grateful that something in me is able to truly embrace the meetings. I am willing to call everytime I feel so dreadful. My friend stressed how concerned she was about the trauma state I seemed to be in. It shook me to hear her say this.
I know that no one ever has been allowed so far into my soul.

Tonight I helped JB with some stuff he wanted typed out. He was really kind and listened to me. I just am finding any moments of quiet time I am filled with so much pain. So yet another good friend who cares. I know he values our friendship. He said that he forgives me when I don't always return a call exactly when I say I will. I smiled as he is so completely reliable - I felt very humbled that he forgives me. And I hear him. I will make more of an effort. I thanked him not for his forgiveness but his honesty with me and giveing me the opportunity to improve myself. And to be respectful of him. Good friendship.

And now I have heard from my Auntie that the situation for my cousin is not good news. Apparently she has a Cancer that is very rare. They do not know what to do next. There is a possibility of an operation but this will not cure it. I have a heavy heart learning this. I feel so sad for my Auntie. It is all wrong.
I do not get this God. I do not understand why bad things happen to good people. I pray God for your will because I sure do not know what it is.
I think I am a good person who has done things in the past that I would never do today - I am capable of learning and growing always. I welcome change. I am trying to be a better person all the time. I make mistakes I know - a lot and often I suppose. My heart is truer all the time. I never ever want to bring bad to anyone - my intention is only ever good. Even when I think bad thoughts I know I do not mean it.
I am sane of mind not to act out to the very best of my ability. I do no wish to bring harm to anyones door.
I pray for people that they get all they want and need in their life and are content. I want to be different for the benefit of mankind - sounds grand? I think not. Every little thing that's betterment contributes - I do not need to be selfish anymore.
I trust in the Universe. I forget to sometimes when I feel hurt and scared. Overall though I know everything will be OK.
I do often wish though it were all over and I no longer had to deal with bad things.

As ther eading says I have felt very bleak at times these last few months. I have wanted things to be different. I have continued to leave my heart in JH's hands. And now I feel this is a very gray day. What I do know from experience that this will pass. I really do know that people and things cannot be my happiness. It is within me to be content. I need no one actually however I do need the tools of recovery and there are  many to help me thourhg the difficult times.

I am uncertain what the future holds overall. I do know I cannot control it. I do know what I value and I pray to God to help me hold onto that.

I need sleep - please Unvierse let me sleep this evening
Bliss
X

Monday, 14 February 2011

Inside deadness



I don't actually know how to deal withthe emotional pain I feel.
All I have been doing is talking about it and otherwsie keeping busy. I have cried and my eyes hurt so much. I could barely sleep. I simply don't know what to do with myself. I feel unhappy.
I don't even know what to think anymore.





Nothing actually seems to matter right now.

Sunday, 13 February 2011

My heart is truly breaking

This evening JH told me that he really is not in love with me. He has been open and honest and I can ask for no more but I need some time now to heal my heart.
I feel so many things - betrayed, angry, hurt, lost, broken-hearted, sad, sorry ....
HURTING
The End
Bliss
XX

Waiting




Waiting

Master on my mind,
A gentle touch of my puffy, fleshy nipples.
Evoking fluttering, tickling feelings
And something more than that.
As my firming nipples, stand erect,
The sensation moves,
Tingling through my body.
A delicate twinge in my pearl,
Fires my imagination!
Masters deep voice rings in my mind,
Decidedly instructing me
I place the palm of my hand over my opening,
My juices flowing.
Small circular movements,
My fingers accidentally
Flicking my clit.
Following his command,
I place a finger behind my luciously swollen mound,
Pushing and manipulating,
And slide
    another inside me.
Breathy moans.
 
 
Bliss
X

1950's English snobbery











Society couple, Jimmy and Sheila Broadbent, are launching their daughter Jane into society and have their eye on the perfect husband. Jane, however, has other ideas. The round of balls and parties bores her stiff and the last thing she wants is some stuffy young toff with perfect manners. In fact, the chap she really wants appears to be a perfect cad.
Horrified parents, a conniving cousin and hot society gossip make this a debutante season to remember.

Bursting with witty one liners and sparkling dialogue in the tradition of Noel Coward, this affectionate caricature of 1950s British society brings the glamour and charm of the debutante scene gloriously to life.

By William Douglas Home

The Eton-educated son of an earl and brother of a Conservative prime minister, William Douglas-Home was no stranger to the world of the aristocracy which he depicts so discerningly in his engaging comedies. He is also the author of Lloyd George Knew My Father and The Chiltern Hundreds.

Directed by Belinda Lang

Belinda Lang is well-known for her television work which includes 2 Point 4 Children.
She recently starred in the West End opposite Dame Judi Dench in Hay Fever and Noël Coward’s A Song At Twilight and Present Laughter, which she also directed on tour


Performer : Jane Asher
Performer : Belinda Lang
Performer : Clive Francis
Performer : Lucy May Barker
Performer : Louise Calf
Performer : Ed Cooper Clarke
Performer : Alex Felton


The Reluctant Debutante





  Of the play Jane says: “The Reluctant Debutante is not only extremely funny, but also a wonderfully ironic look at the curious customs in high society in the fifties.
“Its themes are timeless – something that goes for all good drama. It’s a treat to be able to bring something as good as this back into theatres again.”
Of her character Jane says: “Shelia Broadbent is also a terrific part to play. She’s relatively shallow in her obsession about getting her daughter married off to someone suitably classy and rich, but at the same time funny and sympathetic in her frantic efforts to do so.”

A really nice evening celebrating ET's birthday. LH was there too and she is doing really well now on the comedy circuit and writing for a comedienne. It sounds all very exciting. Damned courageous thing to do I feel - seems more exposing than acting.
Anyway a couple of others came along too. Oh H. We had a pizza and then off to the theatre.
It was fun - I haven't been to the theatre outside of London for a while. A real sort of Noel Coward feel to the style and then when I read about William Douglas Home the comment was very much along the same lines. I think this is one of the few plays that has been robust enough though. It was made into a film in the 6-'s I think and then more recently renamed What a Girl Wants - A British film. I haven't seen it. There were some very funny lines and in fact Clive Francis was very good a comedy. Indeed "Goofy" or Alex Felton also delivered his comedy brilliantly.
At one point Alex was just sat on stage and for quite some moments. It was really very funny. He also delivered a "No!" followed by silence with some brilliance. Good.
I chuckled along.
ET is so much younger than me and consequently so are all her friends. LH and ET are in their mid-30's now. The rest are younger so it does at times feel very odd. With ET and LH there bis an agelessness between us in a way. But with people I less familiar with it does seem quite funny really. It's always very very gratifying when people are shocked to discover how old I actually am.
ET of course didn't want to go home, she wanted to be out partying but I was tired after a busy week and to be honest didn't relish Guildford on a Saturday night. Now I do feel ageing when I say this - I just enjoyed the evening and good company and then wanted to make my way home and get to sleep. Only probably 5 years ago I would have been bored by someone like me, and wanted to get out and party all night long. And 5 years before that - well it was usually wild! The last years before getting into 12 Step recovery were really hedonistic times. Although in between times could be very low indeed.
Yes things have changed. 
In the break ET said she thought we were wrong demographics for the Yvonne Arnaud. It's funny as that is such a sort of arrogant comment really. Yet I know what she means. Yvonne Arnaud is so middle class. Rarely do they put something on that would rattle the cage of middle-classness.I wish in some ways I lived nearer Brighton which is far more bohemian. It's a possibility I suppose sometime. Or in a community of people creating. It is wonderful I think how I am surrounded by creative people actually - all doing different things - ET - music and acting, LH - comedy and writing, JB - films and scripts, ML - creative writing, AM - photography, AB - incredible interest and knowledge, Bliss - incredible interest, JH - carving, design, knowledge, incredible interest, T- working artist, V - creative writing workshop and so on ...... There a lot of creative people around me and I love it. Soak it up. It was always ever commercialdom and tedium before now. And my family are generally just not interested. My dad - money, money, money and security creating fear (so there is creativity there he he) and my mum status and security (more fear). My mum was a safe adventurer. Gosh she was eccentric and high energy. And creative in many, many ways but this was never nurtured in her. And she always told me I wasn't any good at writing or drawing etc so why bother. That's not the point mum!!!!

Well time to study and also need to collect LL from her sleepover. I missed her this morning when I woke up.
Oh grr grr grr I woke up very early with work on my mind. I handed it over in my thoughts to PD for tomorrow but gosh it took some effort.

Thoughts a lot about JH, sharing openly with friends. Keep reminding myself that it is what it is and there is nothing more. 
I hope my heart heals sooner rather than later.

Bliss
XX