If the object of sex is producing offspring, then it is perfectly fine for this activity to occur in a driveway. In this case, it is also fine to advertise the event as "driveway breeding."
Is there anything worse than learning an ex has moved uncomfortably close to your neighborhood or office? Sure, cancer, starvation, paper cuts: all bad. But knowing the inopportunity to cross paths with someone from your past, especially when you're unprepared: the worst.
Whether you're thinking about leaving a long-term marriage or a shorter-term relationship, breaking the news to your partner is rarely easy.
I am tired of having my heart broken online. I'm referring to the never-ending barrage of videos, photos and blog posts that permeate my inbox or social media accounts daily, inviting me to click despite the generic warning: "What happens next is heartbreaking."
Though the umbilical cord connecting child to mother is cut within moments of our children's births, I'm not sure we ever fully sever the flow of life force between the two.
If it seems too soon or too awkward or too inappropriate to discuss marriage or a long-term, serious commitment to each other, then it's too soon, too awkward and too inappropriate for you to uproot your life and move to a new city for love.
So you emailed him, but it was casual and pertinent: "Hey, I found your Frisbee in the back of my closet. If you need it I can mail it or something. Hope you're doing well." Yeah, that was pathetic. Now what are you doing? Refreshing your inbox? Waiting for his response?
By entering the stillness inside, you will cut through the static, mental movies or whatever else is playing inside your head. In the stillness, all the answers reside.
This has nothing to do with being able to bake a soufflé, or adhere to a budget, or be cheerful about putting your cranky toddler to bed. The main thing no spouse can be expected to do is... live up to all of your dreams.
Over the years I've gotten pretty good at being pretty crappy at some things. To be clear, I hate being crappy at things. It's not my intention, it's frustrating. But I also know that sometimes it's just necessary.
Of course, I would like a partner and special friend in my life. I would love to have a confidant and lover. If this man shows up -- wonderful! If he doesn't show up -- wonderful! I don't need to fill the other side of the bed anymore. Because being with my "self" is enough now. I am enough.
Yet most people in relationships rarely, if ever, experience a circle of love. This is because when your intent is to protect against your painful feelings rather than to learn about loving yourself and others, you heart is closed -- closed to your Self, closed to others and closed to Spirit.
I mean, yes, I'm in a better place than I've ever been after facing my ex-husband's infidelity and abandonment, but that doesn't mean I endorse that as a life-affirming event. I would have preferred a cruise.
The truth is, no matter how thick the skin, words are able to penetrate and do their dirty work. It is when we believe them, that they are the most insidious.
We tend to encase ourselves within a narrow perspective, a limited vision, of ourselves in life situations. Being able to step "outside" of ourselves expands our view of what we're capable of.