Thursday, June 19, 2014

Thursday Thoughts

Posted by CheapRunnerMichelle

On a jet plane, don't know when I'll be back again...ok well...that's a lie - I'm currently flying high in the sky on my way to Florida for a few days for work, and I'll be heading home late Sunday night.


A few weeks ago I came across a post that I kinda tucked away and I thought I'd share it with you today. I came across this in an article - sorry I forget the website - and it just kinda struck a cord with me, as emotionally there are a lot of tough things going on in life right now...anyhoo...without any further ado...I present to you today's Thursday Thoughts.

One night stands and other sacred containers not always meant to be breached.

I was in Mexico with a friend, we were drinking margaritas at an outdoor cafe. “A smoke would go good with this tequila,” I said. So I asked the woman at the table next to me if I could bum one. She and her husband had been chain smoking for the past hour, so at that point I was also thinking, If you can’t fight ‘em, join ‘em.
“How goes the holiday?” I asked. And, dazed-but-factly, she said, “We had a baby last week, he died mysteriously after birth.” The husband lit another smoke, “We’re here to numb out.” That horrible truth-sharing sealed us. We sat in silence — but not the silence of shock, the silence of unity. The sun was going down.

“What did you name the baby?” I asked. I wanted to make it real, not flinch and create distance with sympathetic formalness like, I’m sorry for your loss. (Tho’ sometimes, I’m sorry for your loss is the most beautifully familiar thing to say.)
She told me what they named him. Without us asking, more poured out. The colour they painted his room. How the hospital nurses cried when he passed over, “Which is surprising because nurses never cry, you know.”

We figured out that not only did we all live in the same city, we lived two blocks apart. And I immediately thought, “That’s too close, I know too much now, they are not going to want to run into me at the farmer’s market.” Too close.

And then I did it. To be polite, to be attentive and social… I gave them my phone number as we parted. It seemed like the compassionate thing to do. But actually, it felt gross. The more conscious act would have been to leave gracefully — let it be the interlude it was meant to be. Instead, I breached the sacred container.

This kind of over-stepping happens a lot after personal development workshops. People share, and weep, and move in profound ways and naturally, the group bonds in that intimacy. Then the workshop wraps and half of the room wants to be friends for life, and the other half can’t wait to get in their rental cars and peel outta there. And too often — out of social decorum — and the genuine high of connection, somebody says it, “Let’s keep in touch!” Or worse, someone wants to set up a fucking Facebook group so everyone can keep in touch every day forever and ever.

Sometimes, you cry in a stranger’s arms precisely because they are a stranger.
You let your secrets be witnessed because the witnesses are outside of your every day reality.

You get spiritually naked because it’s a moment that’s only ever going to be a moment.

You dance like no one is watching because they won’t see you again.
One night stands — sexual, spiritual, emotional — can serve a divine purpose.
Healing happens in protected space. Sometimes that protection comes from fleeting encounters.

So let it be fleeting — it takes a kind of courage to pass in the night, exchange sorrows and float away. Bless it instead of anchoring it to obligation. Something sacred just happened, allow it to be just that."

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What are your thoughts today?


  1. Wow! I enjoyed reading this. You definitely put me on to a new website/blogger!

  2. Interesting. I'm not sure if I completely agree - maybe because I'm one of those that would fall in the "let's stay in touch" group. Now I will probably think more in similar situations!!

  3. katie @ fromicecreamtomarathonJune 19, 2014 at 5:27 PM

    I really like that. I guess I've never thought about it that way. I
    think I'd be part of the group that couldn't wait to get in my rental
    car and peel out of there. Not that I don't love making lifelong
    friends, I do. Just sometime, like she said, it's nice to get
    spiritually naked because it's a moment that's ever only going to be a
    moment.This was very deep. I loved it. I hope you're doing ok, Michelle. Have a safe trip!