Monthly Archives: November 2013

The Butterfly That Emerged (From The Rose That Grew From Concrete)

Remember the rose that grew from a crack in the concrete? It pushed through the harshness of adversity, determined to see the sun. But it’s journey wasn’t yet complete, it had only just begun.

Although it had surfaced, it’s beauty in full bloom, buried deep within the rose was a tiny cocoon.

Here lied the life-force, the strength it would need to develop as a rose in a sea of concrete and weeds.

How it got there, no one knows- not even the rose. Guess this just happened to be the one that God chose.

But it laid there protected, nestled deep in the bloom. And it grew undetected- like a child in a womb.

When it had learned all it could in a place without light, it began struggling to break free- but was afraid to take flight.

Without guidance, it was fighting- all alone with itself. ‘Til it poked one tiny hole and began calling for help.

Along came a bee, busy sowing his seeds, who was drawn to this rose which stood out from the weeds.

He flew into the petals to gather it’s pollen, but as he got deeper, heard the tiny voice calling.

“Relax!” said the bee, “Soon you’ll fly just like me! But first you must struggle- only you can break free! I’d save you if I could, but you must know one thing: it takes the pressure of the struggle to develop your wings! But should you ever make it- and I suggest that you try, I believe you will emerge a glorious butterfly!”

His words gave her hope and the courage to persevere. Then he left her to struggle and face down her fears.

It took several tries, but she finally got it right: first one hole, then another- she was determined to take flight!

One day she finally emerged and spread her beautiful wings! Then set off to find the bee because she knew she was his queen- though she didn’t know how or where or why: for she had come from the ground and he came from the sky.

When she finally caught his attention, he just looked at her and smiled. He said, “Did I forget to mention: I dig chicks who are wild!”

Where the wind would take them, neither of them knew. And neither did they care- they just had fun as they flew!

My Daughter

My first-born is rapidly becoming a beautiful, amazing young woman. I can’t even express how proud I feel! But honestly, I’ve no reason to take pride: she’s turning out wonderfully in spite of her upbringing- certainly not because of it. I wanted to be the “perfect” mom; but sadly, I’ve failed miserably. Yet- by some miracle of all that’s Divine- she still ended up turning out to be the perfect child!

The Trouble With Love…

So I’m reading this article all about what makes men fall in love & what makes them “fall out.” It’s nothing I haven’t heard or read before- and it makes sense, to a point. But I think it’s about time we stop pointing the finger at the women, and evaluate the man’s “mistakes” instead.

First off, it says that a man tends to develop an emotional bond- or “fall in love”- with a woman he can feel comfortable being himself around, one with whom he feels “safe” and able to open up to without feeling judged. Okay, but here’s the issue with that logic: ANYONE interested in you will MAKE attempts to give you this impression!!! I know that all too well: ended up attempting to commit myself to someone for 8yrs simply because- in the beginning- I felt this way around him. Luckily, I dodged a bullet by HIM having this major inability to commit himself to ONE woman- unfortunately only AFTER having become yet another name on his list of “baby-mamas.” But if I learned anything from that, it was that “comfortable” simply is NOT a good enough indicator that I should commit myself to ANYONE!

The problem in MY situation is that I was the one needing a place that I could be myself- he had an agenda that prompted him to go to GREAT lengths to impress me & convince me that he was who I needed in my life at that time: he wanted to fuck me and I wouldn’t let him.

It wasn’t so much “virtue” that prevented me from giving in: I certainly wasn’t at all a virgin by the time I’d met him. I simply didn’t find him attractive in the physical sense: he was alright from the neck down, but I’m a FACE person myself- and my standards are very specific. So since he didn’t push it, and I had no desire, he got in emotionally by continuing to talk & get to know me- even though he wasn’t getting in my pants.

I was only nineteen and he was 28, another reason I was both turned off by him physically and attracted to him emotionally: I grew up never knowing my real father- or having any stable, healthy, adult male role models in my life. I sure did have a ton of unhealthy ones though! And, at that point, he appeared to be the most stable, secure & loving man I had ever known. So it’s no wonder that all he had to do to get what he wanted was simply trigger a reflex that would convince me he was my “one” by giving attention to another female- which stirred up primitive instincts that led to me feeling like I better hurry up & mark my territory before I lost it to this chick.

Now think about what I just said: I wasn’t giving him what he wanted, so the solution was for him to give me what I needed– while keeping it casual & pursuing other options at the same time. This is exactly what us women are told to do by all the so-called experts!!!

Now don’t get me wrong, of course I can see how this obviously would work- it sure did on me, right? But I also realize just how manipulative and potentially destructive this can be as well: I wasn’t ever actually in love with him! I simply developed a type of love for him- the same type I felt towards my brother– and then he used that platonic “love” against me by causing me to believe in the facade he’d portrayed himself to be and then doing things to purposely incite feelings of jealousy, desire & competition that never would have surfaced had he not triggered them!

So please tell me why it is that I’m wrong for disagreeing with advice that tells me to basically do what I found to be hurtful, destructive and a huge waste of my time & energy- to the man I know is my one simply because that’s how guys think!? I’d rather be open & honest about what I feel for him so he can decide when it’s time to take it to the next level- or if I’m worth the trouble pursuing at all: I figure most men won’t dare open that can of worms unless they sense that it could have potential & therefore want to explore it at their own pace.

But apparently, I’m dead wrong: the absolute worst two things I can do as a woman are commit myself to him & let him know I’m committed! Supposedly, this is when he lost all respect for me- I believe it too: he’s been acting funny ever since I gave him a copy of that poem I’d written. According to the “experts,” men see emotional honesty & vulnerability as a sign of weakness in a woman. I guess I can see how that seems to make sense in their minds: after all, society as a whole tends to think of it as a sign of weakness in a man.

But, for one thing, women and men have very different brains for a very good reason: they are designed to be complimentary to one another- not competitive. Heterosexual men are, by nature, programmed simply to protect & provide. Heterosexual women, on the other hand, we were made to take care: of our children & home as well as our partner. Being the “caretaker” means putting other needs above our own- and rarely, if ever, seeing that our needs are met: especially our need for love. See, it is our job to give love to everyone & ensure their health and happiness- physically and emotionally.

Those of us who have children without a partner must find a way to protect and provide as well. Since this task of doing both jobs simultaneously more or less rips us in half, clearly the most logical solution would be to find a partner! Therefore, women tend to “settle” for the father of their offspring if at all possible, while the men simply choose to lead “double lives.” This way, they maintain the role of protector & provider to their own family, while having the “freedom” to get their other needs met outside of the “family”-type of relationship they have with the mother of their kids. They often seek stimulation physically, intellectually- at times, even emotionally– that this woman simply can’t provide them with. But for the women who “settle,” they’re able to supplement their needs for attention, affection, unconditional love & romance via other sources: friends, children, romance novels & soap operas, platonic male friends, and- of course- masturbation.

But what about the rest of us, huh? Those of us who don’t settle? When & where do we find our partners? If we do find them, how should we go about pursuing a future with them? What if they already have children with another woman and consider themselves already “tied down” in the “family” sense, so while seeking fulfillment of some sort- lack desire to explore or even contemplate the possibility of a future with us? How are to navigate being the one with whom they “feel at home,” yet never being the one they come home to!?

Apparently, the solution is to try to beat them at their own game: give them what they need, while getting what we want elsewhere. This just seems like total insanity to me! We know we love them, we know that we want to be committed to them, but we’re supposed to pretend that we are only using them, as well as force ourselves to spend time with other men!? Sounds like recipe for disaster to me: a sure-fire path to loneliness, bitterness, resentment towards all men- not to mention to possibly conceiving even more kids with the wrong partners!!!

I’m gonna stop here because I have gotten all off-topic, plus it’s getting late and I’ve got things to do. I’ll be revisiting this soon though- it is an issue that seems to be the central theme of my life: the one they want, not the one they want to be with.