To poly or not to poly?
Okay. So. I'm an intelligent, sensitive, caring, loving, congenial, sexual, sensual, enlightened woman, right? I understand about loving relationships -- that the other person is simply a mirror reflecting back to me the love that already is present within me. The other is not the source of love, but an expression of it. That there are many people who reflect different aspects of ourselves back to us, and that one person can't possibly be the whole enchilada (where on earth did that saying come from, anyway? The restaurants I frequent don't sell them in halves). And that, just because the love of your life (or of the moment) is interested in spreading his (or her) wings doesn't mean that there's something wrong with the relationship the two of you share. It's just that the person wants to express an aspect of himself or herself that doesn't get expressed in the relationship you share.
I get that. But those infernal old ways of thinking just don't seem to want to let go. The monogamy habit is hard to break. I have my fantacies and flirtations from time-to-time, but when called upon to act on them, I generally decline.
But the polyamory topic keeps coming up in my relationship with my sweetie. First it was his idea. He met someone at a workshop with whom he shared a connection and he wanted to explore it. I was less enlightened a year and a half ago. I said, "Well, it's your life. I'm not going to say yes or no. I am going to say that I would have trouble with it. So, go for it, and we'll just be friends." He didn't like the idea of our relationship changing in that way, so he decided to hold off on his exploration and asked me to be open-minded about it down the road. I agreed.
We've been involved in the Human Awareness Institute, which is absolutely life-changing. I don't look at relationships, sexuality, sensuality, and intimacy the way I did in the past. But, there are still some things that are hard for me to change.
Still, at my Level 3 workshop last year, I met someone with whom I shared a connection. Dawned the light! I understood what my sweetie was talking about. I went home and said, "Yeah! I get it. Go for it, Babe. And, while you're at it, I'll be going for it, too." By that time, though, he had changed his mind. Sigh. But I do have the gift of a loving friendship sans sex with the person I met at the workshop. Everything's hunky dory, except my loving friend would like things to be different. Still, he's a loving friend, and he accepts my choice to focus on my relationship with my number one sweetie.
So then last night, my number one sweetie tells me that he's changed his mind again and would like to be free to explore those parts of himself that he doesn't express through our relationship. I understand that. I really, really do! But, just a few weeks ago we agreed that we were in a committed, monogamous relationship.
There are no actual candidates for his affections at this particular moment. He's coming out of his shell, so to speak, and has found that he's quite liking the new him. He's also noticed that others are responding very positively and warmly toward him. I love his more extroverted behavior, and feel that some of the credit can go to the safety and vessel of our particular dynamic.
I, on the other hand, actually do have a couple (well, okay -- THREE) candidates for my affections. But, I made a choice, and I am comfortable with that. They've accepted that I made my choice. But, I am assured, if the door ever opens, volunteers are patiently standing by. I really wasn't considering opening that door, having pretty well figured out that I really didn't want to go down that path. Too traditional, I suppose. Even though, as a person who's been in many relationships over her 50 years in this life, I suppose one could say I'm a serial monogamist. Which, essentially, makes me a polyamorist if one looks at my relationships as a collection rather than as individual experiences.
Still, I was really taken aback by my sweetie's comments last evening. I get that there's nothing wrong with our relationship. The sexuality, sensuality, and intimacy of heart, mind, soul, and body are amazing. We click pretty well on all cylinders. I get that sometimes it's fun and exciting to consider the possibility of exploring other horizons.
I have friends and acquaintances who are polygamorists. I understand that it's not "swinging," and it's not sex just for the sake of sex. These are people who have a primary, loving, amazing relationship. They also have one or two other loving, amazing relationships at the same time. Everyone gets along, everything's out and open, and somehow, everyone gets what they need. Most of the time, anyway. From what I understand, there can be tough moments.
So, given that I know everything everyone ever wanted to know about polyamory because I wasn't afraid to ask -- why am I punked out about it? Don't we all want to have that kind of trust and freedom in a relationship (I forgot to mention -- goose and gander have equal rights in the situation, if each so chooses, according to the rules).
I suppose, since it's come up so often in this relationship, it will just keep coming up again. So, might as well go with it, deal with whatever issues come up, and see what happens. Trust love, and trust the universe. It could be great. It could be otherwise. Even a committed, monogamous relationship has its elements of gamble.
I know that the relationship is very loving and "solid." I know that I am loved, respected, cherished, worshipped, and savoured. And that he receives the same, and is very happy with our relationship. But, there's more that wants to express. I know and understand that, and I have the same feelings from time to time.
I don't know that I necessarily want to be polyamorous. I have a full-time job, and am a full-time student in a very demanding program. I have two cats. I haven't even had the time to vaccuum regularly lately. I do make time for the relationship, and he assures me that our decreased time together isn't the issue.
I don't want to say no. I don't want to say yes. I want things to stay as they are. My feelings are hurt. Now, how's THAT for being enlightened?

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