CT - How Did You Meet Your Partner?
Mar. 17th, 2008 08:26 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
on_holy_groundI remember the day Ynez walked into the sanctuary of St. Julien’s quite well. She had recently moved to the city, and had happened upon the church in her wanderings. I do not know what drew her to come inside, but I remember that I could tell that she had come from a church upbringing. She knew all the little rituals that spoke of such things.
The thing I remember the most about her though was that she talked to me as though I was a person, rather than just a priest. So many that came to me could not see beyond the robes that I wore, and treated me only as the voice of God on Earth. They did not see me as just another person making my way through life as best as I could. Ynez did though. Even while she asked me questions about the services that were offered, she saw me as something more than a man of the cloth.
Now I have started to realize that I am the one that is having trouble seeing myself as something more. I have been what I am for so long that it is difficult for me to see a life beyond that one. It is hard for me to look past the habits and rituals that comprise what I have been, and move on to what I could be. No, to what we could be, together.
I think that perhaps what I need is to take that first conversation that I had with Ynez to heart. and see myself through her eyes. I am more than the position I have held for so long, and while I may need time to realize that as fully as I should, I know that it is something that will be well worth the effort.
Based on this thread.
The thing I remember the most about her though was that she talked to me as though I was a person, rather than just a priest. So many that came to me could not see beyond the robes that I wore, and treated me only as the voice of God on Earth. They did not see me as just another person making my way through life as best as I could. Ynez did though. Even while she asked me questions about the services that were offered, she saw me as something more than a man of the cloth.
Now I have started to realize that I am the one that is having trouble seeing myself as something more. I have been what I am for so long that it is difficult for me to see a life beyond that one. It is hard for me to look past the habits and rituals that comprise what I have been, and move on to what I could be. No, to what we could be, together.
I think that perhaps what I need is to take that first conversation that I had with Ynez to heart. and see myself through her eyes. I am more than the position I have held for so long, and while I may need time to realize that as fully as I should, I know that it is something that will be well worth the effort.
Based on this thread.
