Inspiration: Don’t Leave Me!

As my husband was packing for his business trip, our cat Buschi made his protest by placing himself in this position. He sat there until my husband recognized his actions and acknowledged the protest. It didn’t work, my hubby went out of town anyway. Ya do what ya gotta do. When I was packing our other cat Artie jumped into my bag with a more physical manifestation of his unhappiness… 

It was almost as if we could sense their possessiveness…stay here, feed me, pet me for I am the center of the universe. Don’t leave me! How dare you leave me…do you know who I am? 

It’s nice to be loved and adored, even if it is by cats that ignore us most of the time when we are home. What is most endearing is that we interpret their actions as we would our own…when in reality they may just like sitting in our luggage! But who wants to think that? Them not wanting us to leave is a much warmer thought. 

Isn’t that true about most things? We ascribe to others what we think they mean by their actions, instead of just asking them? We choose the better message or sometimes the sinister one, as that is easier than the akward conversation where we actually have to listen to their view and find out WE are not the center of their universe. Much more fun and dramatic to interpret than know…or is it? True communicaiton is a two way conversation – a dialogue not a monologue. And yet too many times we interpret instead of conversing. We don’t like awkward, so we interpret. 

Awkward isn’t easy. Awkward is just that, awkward. Uncomfortable, stilted, hard, maybe even hurtful…yet awkward is what moves relationships forward. If you can’t talk about the uncomfortable, how do things change? If you don’t care for things to change than how important is the relationship? If YOU don’t want to change, then you being right must be more important than the relationship, right? Or is that too akward for me to mention? 

We think our cats don’t want us to leave, when in reality they simply like sitting in our luggage. I like to think they miss us, and it seems they do. But they are cats, so who really knows. It would be nice if I could ask them. Drum up the courage today to ask people what their actions mean instead of simply interpreting them. The awkward conversation will be worth the effort in the long run. 

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