Bev and I celebrated our 20th anniversary last year. I’ve got to admit, I feel pride in saying that. I have said for a long time that I don’t like it when people say that “Marriage takes work.” That sounds daunting and not so much the case, I think. I do believe that marriage takes attention, though. Both to our partner’s needs and to ourselves.
One of the many things I’ve learned doing couples therapy and being part of a couple is that there are things our partner does that is definitely going to annoy us. More than annoy us, though, we may experience our partner not just pushing our buttons but stomping on them. Here’s an example I had to work out. Bev is careful. She’s one of those people who checks the stove to make sure it’s off before she leaves the house. There’s a certain way she likes things and if they are like that, she relaxes and is happy. However….I have a sensitive place in me that responds strongly to messages that I am incompetent. That’s a message I received like a continued battery of canon shots when I was young. Unlearning that training and embracing my own competence was quite a task and I have spent a lot of time working on that. (Yay Therapy!) However, there are times when my wife’s need to double check what I have just done (to calm herself – which is a good thing) may smack me across the chops with a loud “You can’t do this right.” There was a time I would get so hurt and angry when this would happen. But somehow, over the years (and thanks to my work with couples and seeing this play out many times) when she acts in a certain way, it’s not about me, it’s about her. When I realized that my wife’s personal foibles were about her and not me, I was able to settle down and the emotional climate of our home became much calmer.
My parents were married for 56 years and I don’t know that I ever saw them happy together. In later years, they just went to their own rooms and did their thing. That was the model I saw of marriage and for that and a variety of other reasons, I never thought I would have a long term, solid bond. So, I’m kind of amazed that I have a 20 year long marriage that remains happy. I do think that the lessons I learned in studying Emotionally Focused Therapy have helped enormously. On some level, though, I think we need to make a decision that we want to turn to our relationship – actively support it. Give it the attention it needs…..and have a loving partner who makes the same commitment. That I have! I write this as a lucky guy.

– experiencing fear, anger or shattering confusion – say to their partner, “I don’t get this way with anyone else!” That is no doubt true. Yet, the statement is not so much a reflection of what is wrong with the relationship as it is of what is important about the relationship. To be human is to be vulnerable. No mammal is vulnerable as an infant for a longer time than humans beings. Also, because of our unique and massive brains – particularly the prefrontal cortex (right behind our forehead), we have a fundamental need for emotional attunement from our primary caregivers. Just look at this video about the “
During the holiday season over the last three years, I have begun my own little tradition of putting together a work of great art jigsaw puzzle. The first was Van Gogh’s Sunflowers. I did it with my daughter and her then-boyfriend and I was going to frame it when we finished and give it to him…then I lost a piece in transit! That was a bummer, but the puzzle was loads of fun to do. I had these insights (for me) during the puzzle construction process that I had all over again last year when I did Van Gogh’s Cafe in Arles. (Seen here.) And again this year while I’m working on a super hard painting by Renoir. Like,
It’s not that what you did was really really bad…it’s that what you did really, really hurt me.
uncovered about both how to approach such a project and, well, my own darned self. For anyone who has felt they wanted to write a book, but has not put fingertip to keyboard, here is a brief description of my experience.
color and life excite the senses. The population circling Green Lake multiplies from the few stalwarts who walk the three-mile circumference rain or shine…or rain…to crowds celebrating the turn of the season. Yet, while I have come to love the renewal of Spring (having experienced little by way of seasonal shift during years in Southern California), it is Autumn that truly sets my heart alight. Professionally, the summer is a slack time. We had a chance to travel a bit – mostly locally, with one September trip to Lisbon with old friends. And now the leaves have turned and many are strewn in growing piles in our backyard. I recall when our lovely 21 year old daughter would explode with excitement as a kid at the prospect of jumping on big piles of leaves. The air smells so fresh. We are moving to a cozier time of year and as I write this the rain is falling outside, a candle is on the table and 