Extraordinary Love

Love is quite extraordinary. It's something we coach here in our elite one to one coaching and in our programmes.

So today, here's a personal story about love...my love for my husband and partner, Brett.

It's a story on a beautiful early morning.

And I’m so grateful to be able to tell it.

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Grateful

I am so very grateful for the life I share with my husband, Brett. And I'm grateful for who and what and how he is.

At present we are working a lot and I’m creating some great new stuff for my business. It’s technical and creative and quite fun, but the hours are long and the time I’m spending on writing and thinking is ferocious.

I’m so lucky to have the kind of husband I have. Dinners cooked, washing attended to and shared between us equally. He’s a phenomenal and loving support while I continue to  develop and expand and create more of what I’m on about with coaching and clients. It’s as much spiritual as practical and I’m lucky to be able to do it. We have separate jams and the same jams. That’s good. Good for us anyway.

Yes he stomps a bit of farm grass and paddock dust into the house, but the next minute he’s helping to unstick a dishwasher, attend to the stove or contribute to any number of tasks that need attention.

On top of that he runs the farm more on his own this year -I do bits and pieces and will do more again soon -along with The Mini Belted Galloway Society, continues on with other development projects of his own beyond our joint paradise farm project (I’m not allowed to talk about these publicly as he likes his privacy! I can mention it in a generic sense only,) makes prime time for taking our pets to the vets and basically contributes so beautifully to the richness that is our life. And he’s just taken on two new board positions in the local area.

Our Thing(s)

We’ve got a thing going on. Not one thing. A few things. In fact many things! And a good thing.

It wasn’t always this way. Lots of early bumps in our relationship as egos jostled up against each other like competing horses on Cup Day.

Relationships take work and inevitably involve a good deal of thwarting, projection and mirroring. Real relationships- ones that are seeking health and subjective compatibility - can lead you into the fires of hades, where you are invited to confront the wailing ego at its core. And those calls and cries can get fairly loud in the symbolic sense! ( This is quite distinct from abusive dynamics.)

Both Brett and I have been challenged time-space and again, by ourselves, by our flaws and by our demands and whims and open and closed hearts and busy, beautiful brains… and by our honest spiritual searching and also importantly… by each other.

Loving

The capacity to accept, forgive, own and take stock, to admire and to cherish and to live and love occurs most completely and most clumsily in and through the beautiful reality of a long term relationship.

The capacity to move with maturity beyond the very rudimentary and glib notion that everything EVERYTHING is a projection (and while it may be true, doesn’t it just get you off the hook so easily from owning stuff, lol) to move into a more mature space that requires personal accountability and messy ownership and return to “a togetherness from chaos and incendiary” is where the real growth is made.

I love my partner dearly. I’m genuinely grateful for who he is. My very private, very gorgeous, very tough, very thick skinned and very humble and loving partner and regenerative farmer/businessman/Buddhist kook and clown joker and rough around there’s marshmallow centred staunch champion and darling, Brett.