what’s one dumb thing that you used to believe in?
I used to buy into the whole concept of The One. You know…The One…your loverly soulmate. All perfectly cut to fit your mold. In sync with your values, kisses like a lover should kiss, finishes your sentences, can read your mind with such accuracy that they know exactly what to say, what to get you for your birthday, when to tip toe or sweep you off your feet. Lifetimes together. Riding the same brainwaves. Wants what you want. Harmonious hot perfection. DESTINY. The ONLY one for you. Just…one.
That’s what the 80′s in the New Age got ya: predeterministic thinking that is dangerously narrow — doesn’t leave much room for mystery (maybe The One isn’t who you thought they’d be), and limits your options (what if there’s more than just one?)
What I now know to be true: The One Is the One because you say they are. It’s the partner you choose, the partner you declare sacred, the partner to whom you vow — in your own way — to love like they’re the only One.
What’s one dumb thing you used to believe in?