Apparently there are five ways to express your love and feel the love- languages if you will. Most people can relate to at least one of them- it literally speaks to them . When someone consistently speaks well of you- giving you words of affirmation- praise, we eat it up. For others, doing or receiving acts of service -think Mother Theresa, or doing something as simple as washing the dishes; that daily/weekly act done especially for the other person will allow them to look at you with an open heart. The one that communicates to me is quality time, having someone really be there - playing scrabble, sharing a meal, going for a long walk- it just feels so good. The other two languages - being touched- snuggling, holding hands, etc etc, and receiving gifts/giving gifts are also appreciated. I read about these in a book entitled appropriately enough - The Five Languages of Love, by Gary Chapman. The theory is that by knowing the love language your partner/child/friend understands and if they know yours, all will be well.
Well I have a problem.... my partner doesn't always speak, granted I spend plenty of quality time with her but so often it happens that we just don't communicate like we should. I touch her plenty -I stroke her with the best of intentions... and sometimes she absorbs it and other times its a real drag. When she's looking good I smile and offer all kinds of praise - she doesn't say a thing back. So I spruce her up a bit, I offer a shiny new coat, a strong elegant wrap.... now she's starting to smile, now she feels like she could get out and about a bit, now she's ready for someone else to praise her. And me? I have only the best of intentions. So I show her off, I tell people how much quality time I've spent with her- (they always want the details you know). I tell them what I've been trying to say to her, with her. I lovingly lift her up and let the world see how proud of her I am. And then I say, for a price you can take her home and enjoy her too.
Yesterday I took her to Everett. I dropped her off at the Arts Council of Snohomish County... I set her down and wished her good luck. Calla Lilies was looking mighty fine- so hoping for the very best for her, I got back in my old Buick and drove home.
Well I have a problem.... my partner doesn't always speak, granted I spend plenty of quality time with her but so often it happens that we just don't communicate like we should. I touch her plenty -I stroke her with the best of intentions... and sometimes she absorbs it and other times its a real drag. When she's looking good I smile and offer all kinds of praise - she doesn't say a thing back. So I spruce her up a bit, I offer a shiny new coat, a strong elegant wrap.... now she's starting to smile, now she feels like she could get out and about a bit, now she's ready for someone else to praise her. And me? I have only the best of intentions. So I show her off, I tell people how much quality time I've spent with her- (they always want the details you know). I tell them what I've been trying to say to her, with her. I lovingly lift her up and let the world see how proud of her I am. And then I say, for a price you can take her home and enjoy her too.
Yesterday I took her to Everett. I dropped her off at the Arts Council of Snohomish County... I set her down and wished her good luck. Calla Lilies was looking mighty fine- so hoping for the very best for her, I got back in my old Buick and drove home.
The 16th Annual Juried Art Show is from July12th- August16th.
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