A desire to understand his understanding of desire

All is not always as it seems. As I have blogged previously about your truth, my truth and THE truth, it seems that quite often reality is found somewhere in the middle. That can be a good thing. Middle ground. It's a good thing to search for. Reasonable too. I suppose there are multiple forms of middle ground worthy of search, particularly when in the dark on things. I don't know what I mean by that...

Is not a desire to understand the beginning point for clarity? If one wants something bad enough is that not half the battle already? If one wants to analyze and comprehend what has gone awry in a relationship one is in or has been in, it can be a difficult task to think objectively to say the least. How can one? How can one be unbias? Is it possible one can step outside of self and think in the third person realm? "I" becomes "he"in other words. Then look at what happened. What did HE do? What happened to HIM? Remove the emotion from the equation. It was not "me", it was "he" . Also what about stepping into the other persons shoes, HER shoes? They may be a difficult fit and be very uncomfortable. Especially if not use to wearing women's shoes...lol

However it's a beautiful thing when some degree of clarification makes itself known. Maybe not all doubts are removed and cannot be removed. Maybe some things may never make perfect sense but it's nice when some things do. Make sense that is. Listening to another and not reacting helps sometimes. Just listening. Caring enough to listen.

Tonight I feel very much at peace.

The world is not a perfect place to live in. None of us get out of this place called life other than as a human form while being here in life. So everywhere we look, we see imperfection. We live in a world of imperfections. Yet, we all seem to strive for the ultimate perfection in whatever it is we pursue. Is that not generally true? The perfect job, the perfect person, Mr. or Miss. Perfect, the perfect drug, the perfect drink, the perfect this, the perfect that. Maybe we expect ourselves to be perfect. Doesn't exist. Not here anyway. Perhaps another realm.

Tonight I feel very much at peace.

I feel something else also...