Monthly Archives: April 2010

Him and Me and You and Her – And that might be okay.

Him and Me and You and Her – And that might be okay.

So I’m not sure that men and women are meant to be monogamous.

What I mean is that I’m not entirely sure that’s the way we’re designed to be, nor am I sure it’s the most productive relationship structure for our day and time.

(Before I go into my reasoning here, understand that I’m not out to change anyone’s mind on the subject and I’m not really trying to argue about it either, though I don’t mind discussion. I like to think that I’m able to challenge my own conventional wisdom and that’s really the only thing I ever hope to do. Everyone has to find their own truth in the world. I’m just trying to formulate mine. It might change, so chill out and take it for what it is. )

In the animal world, very few mammals are truly monogamous, that is to say they only mate with one partner for the whole of their lives. There are many that mate with several other animals for a variety of reasons which include security and natural instinct. We like to think we’re so different from animals, but in many ways, we aren’t. Our natural desires can and often do lead us to become attached, emotionally and sometimes physically, to more than one person in the span of our lives. Because we’re dynamic individuals, we change and our needs change. It might not be reasonable to expect one person to fulfill our needs from the time we meet them until we die. We should also consider that we might not be everything all the time to them. We can accept that people are dynamic individuals that grow and change, but oddly, we expect our relationships to remain static and then we wonder why they aren’t working out. We say things like, “It’s natural to look. It’s even natural to flirt” and many of us can accept that about our partners, but feel as though it’s unnatural to act. In nature, they’re usually one and the same.

It’s become a forgone conclusion that some people are just going to get divorced. Instead of seeing marriage as a commitment that is perhaps mutable, we often view it as disposable. Oftentimes it’s not that the couple doesn’t love each other anymore. Maybe their interests and desires changed and their partner’s didn’t or they just found someone else to love too.  Perhaps this why you sometimes see people marry, divorce and remarry the same person. Because monogamy limits what you can do as far as seeking attention, affection and companionship from other people, divorce is often the only option. But divorce is a severing of bonds and too often the devastation of a family. If we viewed relationships as dynamic, there wouldn’t be as much of a need to sever bonds, but there would be an opportunity to loosen the ropes.

I wrote before about how if something has legs, it can walk. We don’t own anything or anyone. Every day, your partner makes a choice to be with you. Some people say marriage makes it a mandate and that’s why they avoid getting married. They want to make the choice to stay every day. But I say it doesn’t matter. Ask a married person who’s husband or wife went out for cigarettes and never came home – even married people have a choice. However, the idea of monogamy, the way that we often practice it, assumes a type of ownership – a possessiveness if you will. Because we see our partner as our property, it’s hard to think about someone else having what’s ours, or even that they have a choice in where they want to be. But we have so many different qualities as people that are attractive and attracting, that I’m not sure we can look at it that way.

If we were truly meant to be monogamous, I’m not sure we could love another person after we’d met the one for us. But clearly, we can. Some people fall in love 3 or 4 times in a lifetime. What makes you think it’s unlikely it will happen while a person is already in a relationship? While it’s true that some people fall out of love too, most people have someone they will always love. What if you could be in a relationship with that person, but still experience love and closeness and companionship with another person?

I’m not suggesting that people go around cheating. That’s not honest and loving relationships are built on honesty and trust. I’m suggesting that instead of making it a capital offense that your husband has an “office wife”, maybe you can respect that relationship and allow it to grow. On the same line, a husband could respect and allow a woman to have a male companion that meets needs that he might not at that time. It doesn’t mean the two don’t love each other, it’s just that you need different things at different times and different people can provide that.

People generally refer to this as polyamory or polygamy, if you’re married. It differs from polygyny and polyandry in that both the man and the woman in the relationship can exercise the option to have a relationship with other people.  I think that’s important to note, because while some people tout polygyny as the answer to the single woman/ single motherhood problems of the world, I think women are just as apt to need more that one relationship to fulfill them as men are. I think that different models would work for different relationships and different times in life. While I might not be interested in maintaining two relationships myself while I have young children, having a co-wife around might relieve some of my stress because my husband wouldn’t have to depend solely on me for the things he needs while I’m also caring for children. On the same token, I might just need someone else to lean on if my husband is putting a lot into providing for our family, but doesn’t have the time I’d desire to spend with me.

I don’t think it is for everyone. I think that many, if not most, people are going to be happy with one person forever, the end. But I also know that there are a great number of people who aren’t necessarily  happy, so they go out and lie and cheat and mislead their partner, a person who they love, because there isn’t an acceptable way to express the desire to be wanted or needed by other people. I don’t believe anyone really wants to hurt the people they truly love, but I also think that people shouldn’t be boxed into a relationship that they don’t want to discard, but that they need to supplement, without a reasonable, mutually agreed upon way to do so.

Marriage as a culmination to a romantic life is almost an American idea. In many parts of the world, a marriage seen as more of a stop along the journey. In fact,  Murdock’s Ethnographic  Atlas supports that of 1231 societies in the world, a whopping 588 practiced polygamy regularly with another 486 practicing a more occasional form of polygamy or polyamory. I’m not saying they’re right and we’re wrong, I’m just saying that it makes me think that maybe we’re missing something.

Now, I know it seems like I can say all this because I’m so very single and perhaps I just haven’t met the one person I want to spend the rest of my life with. Maybe. But I also am willing to admit that I’ve been in love with more than one person at a time. Just like I love both peanut butter cookies and chocolate chip cookies, I loved them both. There were different things about them that I loved and still love. It would be nice to have both in my life. I’m a Scorpio, I have to fight possessive urges, but I think I’d be able to do it if there were a mutual understanding and a solid relationship to begin with. I guess, to me, that’s the key. If someone is really “yours” ( and I use that term with so much caution) they will return home to you strengthened and renewed to love you more. And if you really belong to them, you’ll do the same. You can’t get to this point without a very solid relationship and that might take a long time. But when you get there, I don’t see a real reason that you can’t enjoy time with other people.

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I’d be remiss not to mention Kenya K. Steven’s Jujumamablog:  www.jujumamablog.com Kenya and her husband have a fascinating story and it helped me solidify some of the ideas I was already working on.

Ethnographic Atlas Codes – http://eclectic.ss.uci.edu/~drwhite/worldcul/Codebook4EthnoAtlas.pdf

Deflating the Myth of Monogamy -http://www.trinity.edu/rnadeau/fys/barash%20on%20monogamy.htm

Be ready, ready.

Be ready, ready.

I had a great conversation with my BFF this weekend about being prepared. We’re wanting some things in 2010 and beyond. I’m pretty good at identifying what I want. But what we talked about was being prepared for that. I’m not even talking about mental and emotional preparation. I’m talking about the nuts and bolts. How can I seriously want to go on a date and not have a date dress and heels on deck? I could find something, but I’m not ready now. I wouldn’t be comfortable, because I’m not prepared. How can I keep trying to write a book, but keep losing my notes? I need to do more organizing so I can be ready to make that happen.

I’m beginning to think that I’m slowed in progress with some things because I’m literally unprepared. Maybe it’s a good thing that I’m not receiving the things I would like right now; I’d be all surprised and stalling.  So I’m going to use this retrograde period to reflect on how I can be prepared, mentally, physically, realistically and logistically.

Tomorrow

Tomorrow

So what do I say tomorrow?

Tonight, I’m busy. I’ve been to the store. I’ve watered the lawn. I’ve washed my face. I watched the news; I knew better, but I did anyway. I’m working on a presentation. This is a Sunday, some people say a holy day. I’ve been trying not to think about the sickness of the world. But what do I say tomorrow?

Tomorrow, my students return with questions and this time the teacher will have no answers. No words I say will ease the discomfort of a missing face, a voice, a laugh. There is nothing even an eloquent speaker can say to bring back life. But I have to say something. So what will it be?

I don’t know. I won’t know until I get there. And maybe there won’t be much to say at first. But by afternoon, by the time of our class, there will be the raw ache of knowing that one of the many students I’m charged with teaching, will be tragically and finally absent. And those who remain will wonder, as I will, why?

If you are called to teach, to serve in that way, your students sort of become your children. I don’t presume to know the pain of a parent that has lost a child. I imagine that it is an unbearable weight find that the natural order has been pre-empted and my heart goes out to those who experience that pain. But for a little while, every day, my students are my children and if there were any way I could keep them from harm, I would do it with no hesitation. It is a helpless, hurting feeling when you can’t.

I pray I find the right words, the best words tomorrow. And if I’m not able to come up with words, I pray that my children understand my heart.

Cold Turkey

Cold Turkey

Sometimes you just gotta stop, you know?

Everything isn’t meant to last forever and everyone isn’t supposed to be a part of our lives. I’m someone who feels bad when I have to cut off the foolishness because I feel like that’s a personal failure, that I failed in some sort of way. But that’s not the truth. Sometimes you have to just move on and it’s not anyone’s fault.

Long goodbyes. That’s not so good for me. I can always think of a lot of reasons to stick it out, so I usually talk myself into at least another few months. And then I do it again. And then it’s years later. In coming to know myself, I’m starting to realize that it’s better, for me at least, to rip the band-aid off. Stop the insanity, as Susan Powter (google that) would say. I need to go cold turkey.

I talk a good game. I’ve talked this game before. But this morning, I woke up with a puffy face and thought, “Ugh…we doing this again? This is ruining my sexy!” I won’t bore you with the details, but I will say that the bachelorette is going through a moment. Over and over again. Like Groundhog Day. And I need to give it up and turn it loose. Immediately.

But I’m hardheaded. I think I know what’s best for me, but I’m still learning who I am, so I don’t know half of what I think I do. I guess, I just need to trust my mind, because my heart is so backwards sometimes. It’s sad, but true. What you want is not always what you need and that’s a hard lesson to learn, but the sooner I do, the better off I’ll be.

I’m not going to look back. I can’t this time. Chile, look back at what? Some nice memories and a whole lot of lackluster ones? If I’d unstick my feet for just a moment, maybe I could just make some new memories. It’s time to at least give it a try. What have I got to lose?

Introspect

Introspect

I looked in the mirror recently and saw the years creeping onto my face, settling comfortably, unlike my soul. I still look like myself, but I also look older and smarter and more graceful. When, I wonder, will that gracefulness translate itself into the clumsy situation that I call my life. Up until recently, I felt I spent a lot of time stumbling through the days and weeks trying to connect invisible dots. Not knowing what you’re supposed to be doing makes it difficult to know when you’ve accomplished the goal. I spent quite a while looking for someone or something to tell me what I was supposed to be, who I was supposed to be and how I was supposed to get there. It feels ludicrous to type that. It seems like an absurd thought that I sought an answer for questions so personal anywhere but in myself. But I did.

I don’t have all the answers. You’re looking at the wrong blog for that. If anything, I have more questions than anything. The only difference is that I know the answers to my most burning questions aren’t anywhere but inside of me. Perhaps they lie dormant and my task is to learn how to activate the knowledge of self that’s encoded in my being, my mind and my spirit. Seriously. I’m of the mind that we come with all we need, if we just would learn how to access it. We are intuitive creatures, we can sense so many things if we let ourselves. We know when to be afraid or when to be excited. Most of the time, we know when things feel wrong or right, if we’re being honest. No one teaches you that, you just know it. I think that some of the deepest questions about ourselves, we know the answers to as well. Maybe we ignore a lot of what we know for the sake of getting along or making things go more smoothly, but we know, inside, what’s going on.

I wish I had more answers today. All I seem to have is questions I’m too afraid to answer for myself. On one hand, I want to know. On the other, I already know and I want to pretend I don’t.