Something I've been thinking alot about lately is the myth of the the Knight in Shining Armour. I know I've had a history of rescuing others and I wonder if my own desire to be rescued is tied to that. Strangely, I don't feel I've ever actually been resuced and yet the desire persists.
Part of it I know is my wish to be relieved of responsibilities and be child-like. We all have a bit of that I think. I wanted to be resuced when my burdons feel too heavy.
What I am discovering is that I must rescue myself. I must be the one who cares unconditionally about my welfare and I must act on my own behalf. As long as I am conscious, it is my job to care for myself. I don't want to fully believe it. I am clutching to the fantasy that I can return to a child-like state and be cared for, protected and lovingly embraced. Is giving this up part of the maturation process? Is the process of becoming one of total self reliance where we finally give up our infantile needs?
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