In the geometry of the committed relationship, the shortest distance between two points is empathy. Yes, empathy – the dawning realization that somebody’s perspective or emotional experience is different from my own. Between my wife Marcia and I, our most convoluted and irreconcilable discussions all have one thing in common, we don’t get each other. Nor do we seem to want to get each other. I want Marcia to get me, to relent and say, “Oh, yes you
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Yesterday for no good reason, I was kind of nasty towards Brian. There was nothing he did, nor could I pinpoint anything specifically that pushed my buttons. This happens to me from time to time and it’s generally for the same reason. I get locked in “survival mode,” which is my way of handling responsibility and stress. Brian also gets lost in his own “doing world”  and goes into his own version of handling stress.
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ost of you are familiar with the concept of an Autism spectrum. In it’s simplest form, it suggests that many people navigate life on a continuum from almost complete disconnection from relationship to merely being unskilled at social engagement. As I learned about this relatively new understanding I began to reflect on myself and how I experience my own discomfort in human interaction. Plumbing this insight about the Autism spectrum, I am looking at myself
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