A few weeks ago, Adam and I sat at Ritual Roasters on Valencia, whiling away time before Monday Night Marsh. I started wondering aloud if I should go to the Practice in Difficult Times retreat at Spirit Rock. Even though I was signed up, I wasn't sure -- it would be four days away from home, which in itself is okay, but as a silent retreat, I would not even have the opportunity to talk to Adam by phone or email. Given my other commitments this summer (all in all, I'll be gone more than a month and a half), I decided against it.
The way he hugged me said it all.
That's an example of a partnership decision. Were I single, I would jump at the opportunity to go hang out at Spirit Rock for four days. (Though granted, I may have had a lot of trouble with some aspects of the retreat, namely getting up at 5 am and possibly sharing a room with a stranger.) But as a single person, I would have only myself to consider.
That's not the case, and I'm glad.
That's not to say I still don't make individual decisions. I certainly do, and sometimes those decisions aren't particularly easy. I still make them, though.
But in the case of the retreat, which starts tomorrow, being with my husband is more important than four days of meditation practice. Another time.
Escolar aka Walu
9 years ago