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		<title>By: the gift of lonely &#124; Cleavage by Kelly Diels.</title>
		<link>http://www.kellydiels.com/2010/04/08/space-intimacy/#comment-32720</link>
		<dc:creator>the gift of lonely &#124; Cleavage by Kelly Diels.</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 29 Sep 2010 07:02:43 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[[...] isn&#8217;t just me. I&#8217;m convinced it is the human condition. We&#8217;re skinned entities, almost always distinct from each other. Separate. And yet we cannot exist with each other. We are meant to be together. We are one. And [...]]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] isn&#8217;t just me. I&#8217;m convinced it is the human condition. We&#8217;re skinned entities, almost always distinct from each other. Separate. And yet we cannot exist with each other. We are meant to be together. We are one. And [...]</p>
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		<title>By: for all the anxious, ambitious girls (and women!) on earth &#124; Cleavage by Kelly Diels.</title>
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		<dc:creator>for all the anxious, ambitious girls (and women!) on earth &#124; Cleavage by Kelly Diels.</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 22 Sep 2010 16:50:52 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[[...] pancakes this morning and rocked some kiddie world. I really am the best mama, ever.  I brag that a searingly hot Seattle dude called me last night, all hot n&#8217; bothered and wanting a piece of sweet Kelly-pie, and I said, [...]]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] pancakes this morning and rocked some kiddie world. I really am the best mama, ever.  I brag that a searingly hot Seattle dude called me last night, all hot n&#8217; bothered and wanting a piece of sweet Kelly-pie, and I said, [...]</p>
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		<title>By: Paddy</title>
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		<dc:creator>Paddy</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 14 Apr 2010 12:58:29 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[boom. need i say any more?]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>boom. need i say any more?</p>
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		<title>By: Cara</title>
		<link>http://www.kellydiels.com/2010/04/08/space-intimacy/#comment-29048</link>
		<dc:creator>Cara</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 14 Apr 2010 10:52:29 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I drop by your site often because I love falling into your writing... but this is the first time I&#039;ve felt compelled to comment and it is because of a personal experience I&#039;ve had recently.

A friend came to me for advice. She thought her boyfriend was lying to her and she was tired of being paranoid. It turns out he wasn&#039;t lying this tie but he does sometimes. Even though it hurt me to say it, I think my friend is contributed to the drama in her relationship: how she demands all his plans, what he does every night, who is he with, who is he talking to... I think he lies to avoid getting smothered. I think he&#039;s a good guy who wants his chance to shine, but she&#039;s holding past mistakes over his head like this huge debt he can&#039;t ever climb out of.

So this line stood out to me: &quot;These things are like fidelity: they only mean something when freely given rather than required.&quot;

I can&#039;t and won&#039;t try to &#039;teach&#039; her this lesson but I hope she can see it with her own eyes soon.

I think of my own relationship when it when transitioned from high school to college... I know that it was only when I stopped trying to find security through what you describe here as tyranny, it was then that we were able to make our relationship into a healthy and happy and, yes, long-distance. It was scary to think how much of a &quot;tyrant&quot; I was then. An 18 year old girl trying to control her lover and best friend... I wouldn&#039;t have thought I could do such damage but I came close to bringing down ruination on my own head. Now; power struggles have turned into power sharing, demands have transformed into gifts, we only destroy brick walls and not each other, and there is an acceptance for the &quot;ebb &amp; flow&quot;, the &quot;closeness &amp; space&quot;, the him &amp; me. 

Anyways, I adore this piece. I&#039;m going to save it to my computer so I can read it whenever I start to feel even the littlest bit unlike like a queen and more like a despot.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I drop by your site often because I love falling into your writing&#8230; but this is the first time I&#8217;ve felt compelled to comment and it is because of a personal experience I&#8217;ve had recently.</p>
<p>A friend came to me for advice. She thought her boyfriend was lying to her and she was tired of being paranoid. It turns out he wasn&#8217;t lying this tie but he does sometimes. Even though it hurt me to say it, I think my friend is contributed to the drama in her relationship: how she demands all his plans, what he does every night, who is he with, who is he talking to&#8230; I think he lies to avoid getting smothered. I think he&#8217;s a good guy who wants his chance to shine, but she&#8217;s holding past mistakes over his head like this huge debt he can&#8217;t ever climb out of.</p>
<p>So this line stood out to me: &#8220;These things are like fidelity: they only mean something when freely given rather than required.&#8221;</p>
<p>I can&#8217;t and won&#8217;t try to &#8216;teach&#8217; her this lesson but I hope she can see it with her own eyes soon.</p>
<p>I think of my own relationship when it when transitioned from high school to college&#8230; I know that it was only when I stopped trying to find security through what you describe here as tyranny, it was then that we were able to make our relationship into a healthy and happy and, yes, long-distance. It was scary to think how much of a &#8220;tyrant&#8221; I was then. An 18 year old girl trying to control her lover and best friend&#8230; I wouldn&#8217;t have thought I could do such damage but I came close to bringing down ruination on my own head. Now; power struggles have turned into power sharing, demands have transformed into gifts, we only destroy brick walls and not each other, and there is an acceptance for the &#8220;ebb &amp; flow&#8221;, the &#8220;closeness &amp; space&#8221;, the him &amp; me. </p>
<p>Anyways, I adore this piece. I&#8217;m going to save it to my computer so I can read it whenever I start to feel even the littlest bit unlike like a queen and more like a despot.</p>
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		<title>By: Sylvester</title>
		<link>http://www.kellydiels.com/2010/04/08/space-intimacy/#comment-28978</link>
		<dc:creator>Sylvester</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 14 Apr 2010 07:01:57 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Maybe you like this Web site from an artist: http://www.ilovebrusse.com, which I just discovered through http://createordie.de.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Maybe you like this Web site from an artist: <a href="http://www.ilovebrusse.com" rel="nofollow">http://www.ilovebrusse.com</a>, which I just discovered through <a href="http://createordie.de" rel="nofollow">http://createordie.de</a>.</p>
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		<title>By: Kate</title>
		<link>http://www.kellydiels.com/2010/04/08/space-intimacy/#comment-27872</link>
		<dc:creator>Kate</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 09 Apr 2010 17:26:05 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Kelly -- This is FABULOUS and I couldn&#039;t agree with you more!  The only way I ever could have formed an intimate relationship with my husband was through our 2 1/2 years of long distance dating (LA-SF) when I was in law school.  We talked and emailed several times a day, but only saw each other one or two times a month.  It&#039;s a pattern that suited us, and even now after five years of marriage I would go completely mad if he didn&#039;t travel a lot.  Space creates more intimacey, not less, in our case. 

LOVE your blog!! (New subscriber)  Please don&#039;t let this guy infringe on the writing time, no matter how wonderful he is.

Being purely selfish here ... Kate]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Kelly &#8212; This is FABULOUS and I couldn&#8217;t agree with you more!  The only way I ever could have formed an intimate relationship with my husband was through our 2 1/2 years of long distance dating (LA-SF) when I was in law school.  We talked and emailed several times a day, but only saw each other one or two times a month.  It&#8217;s a pattern that suited us, and even now after five years of marriage I would go completely mad if he didn&#8217;t travel a lot.  Space creates more intimacey, not less, in our case. </p>
<p>LOVE your blog!! (New subscriber)  Please don&#8217;t let this guy infringe on the writing time, no matter how wonderful he is.</p>
<p>Being purely selfish here &#8230; Kate</p>
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		<title>By: Sanford</title>
		<link>http://www.kellydiels.com/2010/04/08/space-intimacy/#comment-27870</link>
		<dc:creator>Sanford</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 09 Apr 2010 17:17:50 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&quot;No one – no one - completes me, not even my children. I will never be complete and even as that’s true, I’m complete in and of myself.&quot;
You are so right! This is the paradox, the mystery, the beauty, and the drama of love. And, it violates the myth that we&#039;ve been raised with.

Thank you for the insights.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>&#8220;No one – no one &#8211; completes me, not even my children. I will never be complete and even as that’s true, I’m complete in and of myself.&#8221;<br />
You are so right! This is the paradox, the mystery, the beauty, and the drama of love. And, it violates the myth that we&#8217;ve been raised with.</p>
<p>Thank you for the insights.</p>
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		<title>By: Ronna</title>
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		<dc:creator>Ronna</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 09 Apr 2010 16:34:20 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Besides the fact that this post is absolutely, breathtakingly beautiful and true, I SO want you to come have lunch with me every other week! And, given the profound wisdom here, I&#039;m thinking maybe I should meet a man in Vancouver - and visit him on opposite weeks. That way you and I would have lunch every week. Whattya think?

Seriously, Kelly, this is lovely. Much for me to ponder - and incorporate. I&#039;m grateful, as always.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Besides the fact that this post is absolutely, breathtakingly beautiful and true, I SO want you to come have lunch with me every other week! And, given the profound wisdom here, I&#8217;m thinking maybe I should meet a man in Vancouver &#8211; and visit him on opposite weeks. That way you and I would have lunch every week. Whattya think?</p>
<p>Seriously, Kelly, this is lovely. Much for me to ponder &#8211; and incorporate. I&#8217;m grateful, as always.</p>
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		<title>By: Jess</title>
		<link>http://www.kellydiels.com/2010/04/08/space-intimacy/#comment-27862</link>
		<dc:creator>Jess</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 09 Apr 2010 16:03:10 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[All these ideas have been on my mind for many moons now because I relate most to this:

&quot;I even see this trend towards coercive intimacy in parenting: who our children are becomes who we are, and so our kids must be poked and prodded and and sculpted and scheduled into our (self) images.&quot;

I have an overly clingy mom, and in her family, disappointment and disapproval were used to keep the kids in ‘moral’ check with how we ‘should’ behave, rather than celebrating our independent selves as my brother and I grew up. It’s been hellacious understanding these patterns because that’s all I’ve really known in relationships, and when feelings of closeness must be maintained at the risk of one’s happiness and autonomy, it creates emotional havoc. 

The more I’ve learned to breathe into space and boundaries, the easier it’s been to see these patterns for what they are: emotional manipulation.  

It took space for me to let go of resisting intimacy – it’s still an ongoing dance, and actually, I hadn’t thought about it that way until this post. 

Thanks for feeling your way around these concepts and sharing with us. Can’t wait to hear the merging theory. ;)]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>All these ideas have been on my mind for many moons now because I relate most to this:</p>
<p>&#8220;I even see this trend towards coercive intimacy in parenting: who our children are becomes who we are, and so our kids must be poked and prodded and and sculpted and scheduled into our (self) images.&#8221;</p>
<p>I have an overly clingy mom, and in her family, disappointment and disapproval were used to keep the kids in ‘moral’ check with how we ‘should’ behave, rather than celebrating our independent selves as my brother and I grew up. It’s been hellacious understanding these patterns because that’s all I’ve really known in relationships, and when feelings of closeness must be maintained at the risk of one’s happiness and autonomy, it creates emotional havoc. </p>
<p>The more I’ve learned to breathe into space and boundaries, the easier it’s been to see these patterns for what they are: emotional manipulation.  </p>
<p>It took space for me to let go of resisting intimacy – it’s still an ongoing dance, and actually, I hadn’t thought about it that way until this post. </p>
<p>Thanks for feeling your way around these concepts and sharing with us. Can’t wait to hear the merging theory. <img src='http://www.kellydiels.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_wink.gif' alt=';)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
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		<title>By: Alisa Bowman</title>
		<link>http://www.kellydiels.com/2010/04/08/space-intimacy/#comment-27820</link>
		<dc:creator>Alisa Bowman</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 09 Apr 2010 11:20:17 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Kelly, so true. If a great marriage, you complete you. He completes himself. Then you can really support and love one another without clinging, without attachment and without the need to control.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Kelly, so true. If a great marriage, you complete you. He completes himself. Then you can really support and love one another without clinging, without attachment and without the need to control.</p>
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