Crossroads - An English Comedy

[redslime]

Let me set the stage. My daughter came to me last night in tears. “I don’t want you and mommy to get a divorce.” Her mother angry with me had said something about divorce to her. There had been a painful dialog between mother and daughter about telling lies. I had intervened, a real no-no, by asking my daughter if she was afraid. When I did

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Hmmmm-A few comments

[tuscarawas]

" . . . I had intervened, a real no-no, . . ."

If your heart was with your daughter then there is no "no-no." is she not your daughter?
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The daughter is crying and the adults witness it and are only concerned with protecting themselves. Who is the adult here?
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"Bad, very bad."
There is no bad, only true and not true.
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The simple fact that you are seeing all these energies and feelings is a dign of great health!

No-no very bad

[redslime]

The no-no was with regard to agreements to not do so. Yes, I agree there is no no-no. Of course that statement drives summitgeek up the wall; she, who is trying to live her philosophy. I seldom deny my heart in these situations. That is my ultimate truth. I must follow what my heart tells me to do. By heart I mean the inner vector of right action -- even if its wrong.

The "bad, very bad" is really in relation to the agreements we have. I did violate it. I don't regret it. I am just acknowledging it.

Thanks for the health vote.

r.s.

Re: No-no very bad

[redslime]

And peace to you.

I do understand you have grown. You have been experiencing tremendous growth. What I said was with compassion. There was no time during that dialog I did not feel compassion for you, and for A. I thanked you then, real time, for your acknowledgment. I am sorry that I did not acknowledge you again. I have said before that you should consider that your perception of me as critical of you as your own filter.

What I said was in support of you, not to tear you down or criticize you.

"Is this the most important thing." Yes, I could of should of would of, asked you to leave the room with me if I had thought of it. But, that is not how my brain works.

love,
r.s.