Monday, February 1, 2021

Why is it so hard to make friends?

May 20th 2014, I wrote: “I have a ton of associates, and acquaintances, in my life, but for years I’ve wondered: How does one move from acquaintance to deep friendship?”
Three years later, July 4th 2017, I wrote, “Now I understand the reasons why I don’t have deep friendships quite keenly. I understand it so well that I begin to wonder if I’ll ever bother to form deep friendships. Confused yet? Give me a minute – or twenty – to explain.”
A year-and-a-half later, February 21st 2019, I wrote, “I find that friendship is still the area of my life where I’m the least satisfied. I filled out a form that asked me about my satisfaction in life in eight areas: Finances, Inner Growth, Family, Fun & Leisure, Friends & Community, Learning, Home, and Career. On a scale of one to ten I found myself rating each area of my life with an eight, nine or ten! . . . Except for Friends & Community. There, I put a four.”
Nearly four years later, in November 2022, I find that I finally have buckets of friends at long last, but even still, there is often a sense of dissatisfaction. I’ve become increasingly good at creating rapport, staying in touch, and finding people who are genuinely good matches for me as a friend, yet I still often crave more.

Raederle’s high-school friend, and Raederle
Why listen to me if I’m so bad at friendships? Well, because, when you struggle with something a lot, and yet you keep trying, you learn more than the average person. In fact, it was my ten year struggle with my own digestive system that turned me into an expert on digestion. It is a subject which I still continue to absorb information about because of my vested interest in my own stomach’s health.
Similarly, I learn everything I can about relationships. As a child I struggled with chronic loneliness. As an adult, I study the psychology of loneliness – among everything else.
Most people don’t know how to form functional relationships.
It took me a long time to see it, but most everyone I’ve ever met doesn’t know how to form functional relationships. I thought everyone was making more friends that I was, but over time I’ve come to see that few adults ever make new friendships that are deep and lasting.
Consider when you were a child. You were emotionally vulnerable before you accumulated filters from your parents and society. Over time you began to internalize the judgments you heard from others:
  • “Don’t go outside without a coat – you’ll get pneumonia!”
  • “You ask too many questions. Nobody likes somebody so nosy.”
  • “Those colors clash horribly! You’re hurting my eyes!”
  • “Don’t spin! You’re making me dizzy.”
You tell children, “Shut up!” because they are too loud.
You tell adults, “Speak up!” because they are too quiet.
As toddlers we’re working on developing our identity and our personal boundaries. Read: Developmental Trauma. Unfortunately, most of us are taught by culture to reject our highest truths – our identities, our boundaries – in favor of societal norms.
As small children we’re floundering in a sea of what we’re not allowed to be. Parents, school teachers, guidance counselors – and even the law – tell us all about what we’re not supposed to do – “Don’t flunk out of school,” “Don’t kill people,” “Don’t lie,” “Don’t cheat on your spouse,” – but rarely do these figures of authority teach us what to do.
Classmates will troll somebody for bad hygiene but unless the parents teach good hygiene, who is going to teach you how to wipe yourself properly? School is silent on this subject, and it isn’t exactly a subject friends discuss. In the case of a child who is getting teased for smelling bad, he may internalize himself as a yucky person. Later, no matter how my good hygiene he learns, he’s stuck with this negative belief about himself. Short of some serious consciousness alchemy, most people acquire dozens of negative beliefs about themselves as children that sabotage their adult goals and ideals.
We’re given lots of general, impractical advice – “Just be yourself!” That is good advice, but good luck following it without a handbook. First of all, how do you identify your true self among all the bullshit programming that mother culture stuck you with, and the multitudes of conflicting opinions inside yourself? Read: I Am Multitudes, Not Monolith.
Noticed the growing number of introverted people?
More people are choosing to be themselves . . . in the privacy of their own homes! Read: “Just Be Yourself!” and Why that Doesn’t Work for Introverts.

Raederle, 2016
Most people relegate all of these conflicting beliefs to their subconscious and adopt the same mentality as the dominant culture they grew up around. This is how psychological patterns pass from one generation to the next; as we mature, we learn to identify more with how our parents felt toward us as children than how we felt as children. So much for believing the masses aren’t empathetic – on the contrary, we’re so chronically empathetic with others that we forget to believe our own personal experience! The average example of this is the codependent, whereas the extreme example of this is the empath.
As adults, we pass the buck by telling children:
  • Don’t [things I – the parent – judge as bad]”
  • Do [generic advice without any actual tools for looking inside oneself for answers]”
Did your parents teach you how to have deep, connected, loving relationships? Did your parents demonstrate a deep, loving relationship?
In my observation, few parents demonstrate anything remotely close. Even romantic movies rarely demonstrate something enviable.
I grew up with such a keen sense of longing and loneliness that I spent the majority of my teen years learning from both books and personal experience what a deep, romantic, loving relationship was. I was honestly a little obsessed. At the age of thirty-three, I still am.

Raederle (age 19) and her third love, 2008
Mostly, I learned what it wasn’t in those first six years of my experience. Fortunately for me, I wasn’t afraid of commitment, and because of this, each of my relationships limped along to their final conclusions with no avenues of reconciliation left untried. Dedication (or desperation) combined with fervent reading on the topic made me a local expert on romantic relationships by the time I was twenty. At twenty I had already had three serious relationships under my belt of two or more years apiece, each including living with my partner for at least nine months of the relationship. At twenty-one I married, and well over ten years later we’re still growing together.

Raederle (age 21) and her fourth love, Lytenian; married June 2010 (same year as photograph)
My years seeking the answers to deep, loving relationships yielded answers. Although, that’s another story. For a detailed treatise on love, read: What is love?
Why do so many of us (like myself) have such lasting romantic relationships, but no deep, lasting friendships?

What makes friendships last?

Most relationships are born of convenience: you work together, you live in the same area, you go to the same places, you share hobbies. But once the convenience is gone – you move away, they move away, you change careers, they change careers, etc – so is the relationship.
So what was different in childhood? What we like before we learned to school our faces to neutrality? We talked with abandon about the things we liked with open joy on our faces – and we talked about the things we didn’t like with open horror. We didn’t worry about whether the other person might be repulsed by our likes or dislikes, and thereby our relationships were more honest. We scared away the people who couldn’t handle our authentic selves.
Those who liked us as children liked us for who we were.
This is why many people’s deepest, truest friends are the people they befriended in childhood. And this is why so many people who didn’t make friends in childhood still remain without deep friendships in adulthood.

Façade, Meet Façade

Moral judgment and political correctness replaces authenticity and nobody can befriend anybody because nobody can actually meet anybody else! It is as if you’ve sent your secretary to talk to someone else’s secretary every time you encounter someone.
And thus, your friendships are based on surface-stuff – convenience and commonalities. Common cultural associations – shared favorite movies, shared sports, shared ethnic background – are something we know how to look for. But this isn’t the stuff of deep, lasting relationships. Both friendships and romances must have underlying complimentary values, and for them to last it must be grounded in necessities – the meeting of one another’s needs.
So how do we identify people who we can have a relationship of mutual need-meeting?
When it comes to hormonal attraction, our bodies know how to identify such people. We read it in their posture, their word choice, their facial expressions, their choice of clothing and in their subtle behaviors. Our subconscious is very good at selecting people who can meet our deepest needs. (This subject is worthy of its own essay by itself.)
Consciously, we tend to suck at selecting people who can meet our needs.

Options versus Essentials

Meeting needs is the basis for a relationship that is functional. That is, a relationship that functions. You know you have a relationship that meets a need of yours when the person goes away and you deeply miss them. People who make your life “a little more fun” or “a little more interesting” are rarely missed when they’re gone.

Playing Raederle’s game, Heir to the Phoenix Crown at Queen City Conquest Convention, 2015
Relationships formed around commonalities create options. Options are great. But options are optional. Optional relationships don’t last because they are not essential; you have no incentive to make them last. They create a false sense of belonging for a while, but deep down, you know it is a thin veneer.
“Relationships formed around commonalities creates options. . . . And options are optional.”
Is that actually a bad thing? Is it important to make relationships last? Why do we think it is?
We preach so much about avoiding co-dependency and yet we simultaneously put “until death do us part” on a pedestal. Which is really superior? A relationship that lasts forever or a relationship that serves a purpose for a time and then fades away when it no longer serves a function?
I don’t rationally believe that a life-long relationship is better than a short, sweet, useful-at-the-time relationship, but my heart believes so. Why is that? Is it just cultural programming, or is there really something desirable about this life-long attachment?

Survival Instincts

When we look at children and how vital the parent-child attachment is for the survival of the child, it makes sense that we’re wired to seek a permanent connection with our parents. Likewise, when it comes to raising children, it makes sense to form bonds with people who you can rely on to be there for you and your child as a parent-partnership or as a community. Considering how many of us are still trying to compensate for the turmoil we felt as infants who were left to cry in cribs, it isn’t surprising that this driving need for a permanent companion is among our most fervent desires.
In the parent-child relationship we can clearly see how essential the parents are for the survival of the infant. Yet this deep need remains in our adult relationships! Afterall, loneliness and a sense of emotional isolation is what causes suicide. We self-destruct either through poor health or more extreme measures when we don’t get the connection we need. To understand how clearly our social satisfaction is scientifically proven to be correlated with our health, I recommend the book, Mind Over Medicine.
Thinking back to our tribal roots, the norm in our history is permanent relationships – even if they were just about convenience in many cases. If you married into a tribe of thirty to forty people, you were likely to have lifelong relationships will all of the members of the tribe. A few might move to adjoining tribes, but nevertheless, you’ll have a baseline ranging from twenty to forty people who are permanently part of your life.
Our tribal history is radically different from the modern city where you don’t know your neighbors and many of them are changing residence at any given time. As your parents move from one city to another for a job, you lose childhood connections. As you transition from grammar school to high school, you lose connections. Then you go to a college in a different city and you lose more connections. Then you take a job in yet another city, losing your connections yet again. Perhaps you even take a job that causes you to travel or become a digital nomad, and once again, you have no steady, always-present clan. You have associates scattered over a broad area who you call friends, but how many of them are actually your bosom-best-buddies?
So why are permanent friends so illusive?
The people I see regularly in my life are not people I can label my bosom friends, but rather, people who have titles of necessity: husband, parent, neighbor, in-law, and client. I can’t change my neighbors without moving. My clients came to me because they have needs. My in-laws are my in-laws unless I un-do the commitment with either of my husbands, and whether or not I spend time with my parents, they’re still my parents. My husbands are the closest on this list to friends, and I do often refer to Lytenian as my best friend – but what about friends in the typical sense of friendship?

Raederle, Lytenian, Raederle’s parents
We throw around the word “friend” a lot – just think of facebook – but rarely are these “friends” close to our hearts. Are these people whose opinion we would let sway our day-to-day habits? Probably not. But we may go through large changes in our daily lives – even uncomfortable ones – for a spouse (or a parent).
Why?
Because we’re with our spouses because they meet needs.
I’ve met people at potlucks, yoga, dances, and festivals. Sometimes I see these people again in my own home for a retreat or workshop I’m hosting. Yet these people rarely remain potent figures in my life day-to-day, week-to-week, or even month-to-month. On lucky occasion it has turned into a several-month affair of exchanging knowledge, belongings, and favors – but these too fade away in time.

What is a friend?

Our language doesn’t have a way to differentiate between the friends that are actively a part of our lives and people we’ve met who we still respect, care about, and think of occasionally. The later sort of person is something I have buckets of. There are lots of incredible people who were actively part of my lives for a short time who I still have contact with on occasion. I call those people my friends, and according to the rules of our common vernacular, I’m entirely correct to do so.
The simple definition of a friend is thus: “A person whom one knows and with whom one has a bond of mutual affection, typically exclusive of sexual or family relations.” How broad! That could include virtually everyone you’ve ever hugged in your life – depending on what sort of person you are. For some social butterflies, that would entail thousands of friends.
But this essay isn’t talking about those kinds of friends. I’m talking about the sort of friend who is actively in your thoughts, your considerations, your activities – and most especially – your heart. We sometimes call these people “best friends” or “bosom friends” or “close friends.” The sort of friend I cherish most is someone I call a “soulfriend.”

Why do friendships fade away?

It is because you’re not meeting their real needs and they’re not meeting yours. Not in a sustainable, meaningful way. Part of the issue here is lack of open communication about needs. How often do you talk to your friends about your unmet needs? It isn’t exactly casual conversation: “Oh, yeah, by the way, I feel this gnawing emptiness inside because I feel misunderstood by everyone. I have this vision for how I want my life, and my world, but I’m too afraid to share it with anyone, so I never pursue it because I don’t believe I can do it alone. I just thought I’d mention it. What are your unmet needs, by the way?”

Raederle, age 29, 2018
The people you can discuss your unmet needs with – and who will strive to meet them – are the most essential people in your life. If you don’t have any such people, the lack of them is profoundly felt – if not consciously, then subconsciously. When you lose someone so essential in your life, it feels like a death or a limb amputation – these people are what support your sense of satisfaction, direction, and even your identity itself.
Every action we take – from brushing our teeth, to eating, to going out and singing karaoke – is an action specifically designed to meet a need. We don’t have to consciously be aware of the motive for it to exist. In fact, most conscious motives are rationalizations that have little to do with the real, unconscious motive.
For example, it is common for someone to be terribly overweight and believe their motive is, “I like food.” In reality, the motives at the subconscious level are commonly one or more of the following:
  • Feeling protected and insulated (by a layer of fat and by the distance that eating can create at a social event)
  • Feeling unappealing and thereby safe from unwanted sexual attention
  • Feeling safe through feeling large enough to be an unappealing target for violence
  • Being perceived as non-threatening (as competition) to folks of the same gender, and thereby friendlier or “safer”
  • Preventing feelings from coming up when you don’t want them to by stuffing them down along with food
Another example is smoking. The subconscious positive intention behind smoking is often a social motive – smokers are automatically in a clan with other smokers; smokers take breaks together and bond either silently through mutual communion, or through conversation, or both. Smokers often use smoking as a way to force themselves to have regular breaks from work, as they are often people who would otherwise overwork themselves. Smoking can also have the motive of being a food-habit replacement in order to stay thin and thereby more appealing to the opposite sex (for anyone not offended by their smoking habit, of course).
You see, being fat isn’t about food. It is about feeling safe, and comforted. Smoking isn’t about nicotine. It is about companionship, and feeling at ease. Yes, food and nicotine have addictive components, but these components are easily overcome when the real need is addressed through another means. Studies show that the incentive for drugs such as marijuana and heroine disappear when offered opportunities that the addict actually wants. Once their unmet needs are resolved, the addiction goes away.
To learn more about real, subconscious motives behind our behaviors, read: Human Behavior Polarities Stem From The Same Core Beliefs.

What are needs?

If needs are the key to lasting relationships, what are needs? And what makes them needs?
A need is something that makes or breaks your experience of life – with the need met, you feel you’re living life the way you’re meant to live it, and without the need being met, you feel emotionally destitute in that area of your life.
Our foundational needs are universal – feeling appreciated, feeling safe, being nourished, etc. Once they’re understood, you can create a deep relationship with most any other willing person because you and they have the same needs. It is simply the strategies for meeting those needs that vary so much. Read: Universal Human Needs.
It is said that the best way to have friends is to be a friend, and perhaps what is meant by that is thus: The best way to have friends is to meet the needs of other people. It is certainly the best way to make money: meet the needs of others in a way that they can pay you for it. Whether it is a service or a product, people pay money when they foresee the exchange somehow meeting one of their needs.
I’ve spent my life unsure how to start being someone’s friend. I think to myself, it would be so easy to be their friend if they decided they wanted to be mine. But why should they take the risk of investing their time and energy into being my friend when I have yet to prove to them that I would actually make a good friend?

Can friends actually meet your needs?

At the age of twenty-eight (in 2017), I began to wonder if there was any reason for me to bother trying to create lasting friendships. If our entire life is about meeting our needs – first our most basic ones, and then our higher needs – then our relationships are about meeting those needs too.
What needs can a friendship meet for me?
What can a friendship provide for you?
For me, I have yet to encounter people in situations where they consistently meet my needs as friends. In fact, people often hinder my ability to meet my needs. For example, I often have found that hiking with other people makes it impossible for me to connect with my body and with nature. Instead of getting the connection I want, I often feel frustrated with the people hiking with me. Connecting with nature is something I usually do best when I’m on my own.

Raederle’s Garden, June 2017
For further illustration, here is a short list of my strongest needs – the ones I feel most often go unmet and thereby drive me to seek out further satisfaction:
  • I have a strong need for significance which I meet through teaching, writing, giving lectures, organizing retreats, creating board games, and creating art. I don’t need friends for this need to be met. I only need fans, followers, clients, or apprentices. The relationships I have with these people are much more satisfying than the people who chit-chat with me and don’t take what I have to offer seriously. That said, in 2022 I finally found a group of local friends to host gatherings for who do give me a sense of significance.
  • I have a penetrating, ever-present need for being understood – to be seen deeply, to be felt deeply, to be heard truly, and to grok another person in the fullest way. This is a natural part of a consciously loving, committed, sexual relationship for me. This does not seem to be a natural part of platonic friendships in the pervasive culture I’m enveloped by. I have repeatedly tried to bring a relationship to the “consciously loving” level without commitment and without sex and have yet to succeed. In my surveying of others, it seems that only a small fraction of people actually do succeed at this.
  • I have a driving need to express myself which is highly tied in with the above two needs. It helps create intimacy through feeling seen, and it helps create significance and recognition through giving other people something to appreciate. Expressing myself in art and writing is best done alone (for me, personally). Expressing myself in dance or in spoken word is best done with an audience – but once again, they need not be my friends. On the contrary, strangers seem to appreciate my work much more profoundly than the people who take my existence for granted.
  • I have a need to be touched – to be caressed, to be massaged, to be stroked, to be cradled. This intimate need is not something I want fulfilled outside of a consciously loving relationship. Sure, I enjoy a massage from a stranger, but to have this need met in its entirety, I need full nudity, complete comfortability with the other person’s body, complete trust in their intentions, and an atmosphere of feeling grokked by the person who is caressing me. This is definitely not something I’ve found in platonic friendship, or even in friends-with-benefits situations.
In 2019 I wrote, “All of the above said, at the age of thirty I still feel this hole in my life where deep friendships belong. Even with two husbands, there is so much empty space in my heart that is meant to be filled with people. I’ve only been driven to introversion my entire life due to being so much of an outlier that I had to hide myself. It was either hide or face rejection. Again, if you’re interested in that subject, read: “Just Be Yourself!” and Why that Doesn’t Work for Introverts.”
In 2021, I have found this hole is mostly closed now, but I’ll get to that a bit later on.

Friendship-Making Tactics: The Good, The Bad & The Ugly

At thirty I had a revelation about seeking friendship which gave me hope. Let me start with a small bit of history about my friendship-making tactics.
Around the age of twenty-one I began the process of changing my strategy for finding connection at social gatherings. Previously, I told stories about myself and my experience and looked to see if anyone didn’t run away. With each acceptance I would go a little further and look for rejection. If I didn’t see rejection, I just kept going. When I ran into situations where I was met with acceptance, this allowed me to feel seen, accepted, and valuable. (Good.)
However, most of the time, I was rejected. (Bad.)
As part of trying to build a professional image I dropped this tactic. I didn’t consciously recognize this as a “tactic” or call it one until I began studying hypnosis, psychology, and consciousness at the age of twenty-five. Like everyone else, my motives and tactics were primarily being chosen subconsciously.

Raederle, age 25, 2014.
Pretty much all my peeps at the time, Thanksgiving raw food potluck.
Photo taken with my camera using interval shooting.
So, at twenty-one I began focusing more on making people like me . . . and less on meeting my own emotional needs. (Ugly.) I thought about how to display my knowledge, and my reliability; I also worked on making myself helpful to people with the specific information that they needed (usually by helping them find recipes that they would enjoy that would have a noticeably positive impact on their specific health concerns). Because I was good at this, I gained respect from many awesome people. This felt good, so I kept it up. Instead of rejection, I found myself the center of attention more often. After gaining so much rapport, I found that I could then throw in a crazy story about myself and still be accepted.
But neither strategy gained me the lasting, deep friendships I craved.
Around the age of twenty-four I began employing another tactic: Asking people deep, probing questions that would get them to reveal themselves. This brought people closer to me because they got to feel accepted by me, seen by me, and valuable to me. They felt that I really cared about them, heard them, and didn’t need them to change because no matter how dark what they revealed was, I smiled and was glad they shared with me. The only problem was that I hoped people would turn around and ask me the same questions or similar ones.
Most people didn’t.
Unfortunately, many people are happy to answer questions and explore themselves without asking questions of their own. More embarrassingly, I’m one of those people. I’ve learned to ask people probing questions because it helps foster a deeper connection, a better relationship, and much more interesting conversations. It’s basically a defense tactic. But what’s frustrating is that the things I’m actually curious about are always too taboo to ask.

Taboo Curiosity

You know what I really want to ask people? I want to ask them,
  • “How’s your sex life going with your spouse? Are you getting laid enough?”
  • “What’s your salary? How well is that meeting your needs?”
Often I think that I just am “not curious” about people, but that isn’t true. In truth, it’s just that my curiosity is all taboo:
  • “What fantasies do you have that nobody has ever fulfilled?”
  • “Have you ever broken any laws?”
  • “What do you feel you always have to hide from people?”
  • “If you’re really honest with yourself, what do you covertly manipulate people for and how do you do it?”
My curiosity is like that of a sheltered child: I just want to see people naked. Except, the nudity I’m seeking isn’t physical: it’s emotional, and it’s mental. Because of my taboo curiosity, I released two expansion decks for my game Conscience which are filled with taboo questions: Kink Conscience and Taboo Conscience.
This mental and emotional nudity seems absolutely key to deep friendships. So how come it so rarely “shows up” in the absence of physical nudity? In other words, why does an emotionally intimate relationship seem hard to form outside of a physically intimate relationship?

A New Revelation: Good Friends are Like Soulmates

I’ve realized that my newer strategies (ask good questions, be likable, be useful) and my older strategies (be shocking and notice who still accepts me afterward) are both potentially workable. However, I’ve had a fatal flaw in all of my strategies for connecting with potential friends: I get highly depressed when a couple hours with a few people doesn’t lead to any strong sense of connection. I feel like I’ve failed somehow. Yet . . . That’s absurd! Making a good friend isn’t actually any easier than finding a soulmate; it requires a high level of compatibility for meeting one another’s needs.
“Making a good friend isn’t actually any easier than finding a soulmate.”
Therefore, I shouldn’t feel bad because I didn’t have an incredible connection with someone in a gathering of a few random people. Just like seeking a partner, it takes exchanges with a lot of people before you meet someone special. Compatibility isn’t just a factor in romance, it’s a critical factor in friendship too!
Furthermore, even once you’ve met someone compatible, it takes a really long heart-to-heart before you actually start to fall in love. (Unless you believe in love at first sight, which I do and I don’t, but that’s a different “essay” for a different day.)

Raederle (age 29), husbands and visitor from Japan, 2018.
Along those lines however, just going ahead and being obnoxiously self-absorbed by telling stories about myself and watching for reactions is probably more likely to help me find a soulfriend than anything else. Why? Because someone who feels fueled by that – someone who gets their needs met by that – will be someone who is genuinely compatible with me.

My Best Friend

All of the above said, I did have a friendship – a deep, meaningful, connecting, need-meeting friendship – with a woman forty years my senior. I called her my best friend for three years. Our connection dimmed dramatically due to her moving thousands of miles away to be with her grandchildren. So what made her my best friend for three years?
I met her at a raw food potluck. She and I were outliers – actual full-time raw foodists. It was a lifestyle for us, and it was our lifestyle for the same reasons.

Raw Vegan Potluck at Raederle’s place, 2014
We had the same health problems and we’d both turned to raw foods as our solution. We shared an immense amount of physical commonalities than neither of us had shared with anyone else. She was the only person who could prepare me a gourmet meal I could eat. Nobody had made me food in years, and here she was delighted to do so!
I came over to her place for brunches that she would prepare. I met her needs to feel important, needed, appreciated and nurturing. She met my needs to feel loved, nurtured, and understood. She couldn’t understand all of me, which is something I crave from my husbands, but she could understand an aspect of me that nobody else could – my struggle with my body and my journey with my diet. She and I shared a communion of food and words that we could not share with the rest of society. We knew intimately what it was like to be isolated from meals, holidays, family events, and the mainstream at large.

Raederle’s best friend, Raederle & Lytenian, 2014
We were genuinely useful to one another because we provided each other with implementable, practical tips. We thrived on each other’s insights and observations. We lent each other eye-opening books. It was she who lent me The Continuum Concept, the book she credited with turning her “into a thinking person.”
Since she moved away in 2014 I have definitely felt her absence in my life.

Needs Met By Friend Groups

Most friend-groups I’ve been a part of have lasted less than six months. The fragile tethers that hold little groups of four or seven people together are easily broken by a single person moving or changing their priorities. All it takes is a disillusioned organizer or one inspired entrepreneur going in a new direction to break up the habitual friend gatherings.
I’ve experienced one exception – a writer’s group where the core members attended for a solid three years every two weeks. What kept nine people together for seventy-two regular gatherings?

Raederle (age 20), 2009, dressed up for a Writer’s Group Halloween party
Our commonality was writing, but I believe that writing is a need-meeting strategy that indicated we all had a profound underlying need to feel heard through our written words, and perhaps many of us also shared the strong need to be significant through our writing.
The writers varied in their styles – poetry, fantasy, science-fiction, non-fiction, essays – but we all enjoyed listening, sharing, receiving and giving feedback. It was during these three years that I built my reputation as an insightful editor. I was in good company that was always demonstrating to me how best to edit – as well as giving me a number of examples of how not to.
We bonded so much that we had additional excursions together – Halloween parties, picnics, plays, hiking, and gaming gatherings. We were a group of writers who’d turned into a group of friends. I was the youngest, being in my early twenties, and we spanned across all the ages in between going up to a couple of members in their late sixties. We had a pretty even balance of men and women. We lived in very different parts of the city and led entirely different lifestyles. And yet none of those differences mattered – we’d formed friendship out of meeting needs.
So why did it end? Why didn’t we continue on forever?
Two members moved away. One stopped writing, absorbed in a career unrelated to it. One of the published authors in the group became too busy with their events, travels and other priorities. One member adopted children from another country and became very busy with other obligations. All of these happened over the course of what would have been our fourth year, but attendance was down and we eventually officially closed the group.
I was sad that it ended, but looking back on it, our three years together was a wild success. I find that I’m making peace with the reality that all friend-groups are temporary parts of life.

Raederle with friends & husbands playing her best-selling game, Conscience, 2017
I no longer believe in the fiction that only permanent things are worthwhile investments. As all chefs know, your masterpiece creation is destined for digestion!

Cravings for Commitment

I’m a commitment junkie when it comes to relationships, which is why I found a merely “open relationship” unsatisfying and unhelpful, but found polyamory – multiple, committed, loving relationships – to be a profound solution. Read: How We Became Polyamorous.
My husbands and I don’t have to worry about the longevity our relationships. We’re firmly planted in nourishing need-meeting soil. We give of ourselves willingly and happily to one another. We’ve committed to meet each other’s needs – for life.
Could friends have that kind of commitment too? I want it to be possible. I want to build my own family out of people that would never drift away, never drift apart.

Raederle & Husbands
For my husbands and I, our core vow is to fall back in love every time we fall out of it. But friends don’t make that vow. Friends have a tacit agreement to respect each other, but not to belong to one another. And maybe that actually makes sense. After all, individuals would have a hard time finding new, expanding experiences if they only stuck with the same people indefinitely!
When reading The Celestine Prophesy I noticed there was a message beneath the messages: keep exploring, keep meeting new people. The book contained the overt message: “You have a message for each person you encounter, and they have a message for you.” But there was a backdrop message in the format of the book – the way the main character flowed through relationships with people like a droplet of water flowing through other droplets of water in a river. When we flow through encounters with people, we open up to all the possibilities in the universe – we blow open our own potential.
So perhaps all this seeking of solid companionship is actually masking a fear I have about flowing freely into everything I could be. In other words, I’m deeply attached to my sense of identity; I’m afraid of being adrift without anything solid to hold on to. People often refer to their best friend as their “rock” afterall.

Filling the Empty Space Where Friendship Belongs

In 2017 I met Ronska – someone who, at first blush, seemed arrogant and annoying. I figured I’d never see him again. But our paths crossed again several times, since we both identified as polyamorous and had a mutual interest in exploring psychology, among other things. He came over to play my board games with me and friends.
In 2019 Ronska started up a non-fiction book club with the express purpose of expanding our horizons and making us better people. I attended nearly every meeting for the two years this group persisted. Like my Writer’s Group, this group was a wild success. It met my needs for a sense of belonging, contribution, growth, and camaraderie. I came to know and respect Ronska deeply over these years.
In January 2021, Ronska and I started up a romantic relationship. Suddenly I no longer had time for friendships. Between my clients, two husbands, and a new partner, my life was finally full. Not only was my calendar full, but so was my heart.
In my teens I began imagining that I needed a community – a whole tribal village – to complete me. I imagined this because my sense of incompleteness was so vast that I couldn’t imagine a handful of people satisfying me. I craved fame – the adoration of thousands – so that I could finally feel like I belonged. My sense of being unseen was so deep that I imagined that I needed hundreds of people to understand me to fill the void.
One might naively believe that being seen by one person would have remedied all that, but realistically, no one person will see all of you. You get as close as you can in a lifetime partner, but no one person will ever align with every facet of your being. When I married Greg in 2016 and now had two husbands, I imagined that perhaps all of me would finally be seen, respected, understood, and validated. It was true that I did experience more of my needs being met – a lot more – but it still wasn’t everything.
The fascinating thing about my sense of completeness through Ronska is that it isn’t created just by him doing something actively to understand me or fulfill me. It’s that I feel understood and validated just by him being him. His similarities to me and my respect for him results in an automatic increase in my own self-respect and self-love. This phenomena is why so many people (myself included) can improve their sense of belonging through books or online videos – simply reading about a character that we relate to can help validate our own existence. But, of course, that will never be a full substitute for an interactive relationship, which is why my watching my favorite youtubers has not had the same impact as my relationship with Ronska.

Social Connection from Work

Beyond Ronska, I’ve had more satisfying relationships with my clients in 2021 than I have had in any previous year. There is a deep satisfaction in having an ongoing relationship that is entirely about meeting needs without any pretenses.
With a client there is no guessing game about whose turn it is to provide moral support and whose turn it is to shell out money. Unlike eating out with a friend where you awkwardly both offer to cover the meal, everything is very straight-forward with a client. Furthermore, it’s rewarding. A meal with a friend might be disappointing – they may feel stressed but try to repress it for the sake of keeping the peace and yet you can tell they’re unhappy the whole time as they talk about meaningless subjects. In contrast, my clients come to me specifically to divulge all the most difficult thoughts and emotions they are experiencing. My clients satisfy my taboo curiosity for the deeper, more interesting parts of a human’s life.
Society often idealizes the notions of relationships without contracts, without barter, without money being involved. We tend to look down on these as being “shallow.” We think our most meaningful relationships are those that are unconditional, but the reality is that all our relationships are conditional. The notion of a mother’s unconditional love for her children is a fantasy which does not actually exist, and pretending that it is true is actually gas-lighting the experience of every child. We’re taught exactly what is expected of us and we are explicitly treated in non-loving ways to domesticate us into “good people.” The socialization process is precisely defined by what conditions are upon the love we receive from our care-takers.
With the reality of conditional love in mind, contractual relationships suddenly become refreshing: they’re honest. I’m not hiding some secret motive for helping my clients. I’m exchanging my expertise and focused presence over a span of time for monetary gain. Granted, I wouldn’t do it at all if it were only for money. This is where people become confused. We think that adding a monetary component to a relationship suddenly means that the relationship is “about money.” To the contrary, few people have ever married someone just for their money – or just for their appearance, for that matter. While these are often large components in someone’s thinking, we always match up with people in myriad ways. Human relationships are very complex, and the more intimate they are, the more we have to be “on board” for more reasons than one.
A relationship with a client who comes to me for consciousness alchemy is an emotionally intimate relationship, and I couldn’t possibly hold enough space for my clients if it were just about the money. It’s also about my curiosity about psychology, and about my need to feel significant and needed. Even for my clients it isn’t just about meeting any one need. They come to me for knowledge, of course, but also for presence, validation, and understanding.
Any career choice that is genuinely money-centric will ultimately lead to extreme emotional dissatisfaction, because the truth is that you can never pay someone enough to do something they don’t authentically want to do. When this sort of arrangement is ventured, it either soon dissolves or evolves. In healthy scenarios, you pay someone enough money to make them feel justly appreciated and compensated for their time, skill, and effort – and they don’t accept the money because what they did was harrowing or made them miserable; they accept it because it is part of what made the activity worth doing.
While most people do not have work relationships that are as intimate as my relationships with my clients, I believe that ongoing professional relationships are a large part of where people meet their social need for connection. Coworkers, customers, and clients provide opportunities to meet needs, and in the context of a company, a relationship with a coworker can last decades. While these relationships do tend to terminate after a change of career, this is a natural example of the need-meeting function of friendships. While you’re in a company together, your connection meets many needs, and when you’re no longer in the same company, the connection no longer meets enough needs to be worth the effort to sustain.
Many work environments don’t allow for close connections because of the need to remain “professional” – which may as well translate to aloof and emotionally distant. I believe people are only happy in these kinds of work environments when their needs for deeper emotional connection are already adequately met in other areas of their life. Yet in a case like mine, where my work connections are so meaningful, it makes perfect sense that these relationships can act as something similar to a best-bosom friend sort of connection.

The Friendship Energy Exchange

Everything we do is an exchange of energy. We put energy into things we expect to get a good return on. If making your cup of coffee in the morning was more exhausting than the benefit you received from the coffee, you’d stop making coffee. People are only willing to invest in something if the amount they put in is smaller than the amount they get out. This is the whole principle of “investment.” If you didn’t get more out than you put in then you would call it a loss or a failure.
Friendships, like everything else, are an exchange of energy. You have to get more out of the friendship than you put into it – and both parties have to have this experience of it. This is the definition of compatibility. What makes you compatible with someone is your mutual ability to get more out of the relationship than you put into it. If you don’t both feel like the relationship is a good deal, then one or both of you will give up on it.
“What makes you compatible with someone is your mutual ability to get more out of the relationship than you put into it.”

Daffodil by Raederle
Daffodils are a good example of an excellent deal. They’re inexpensive, deer-resistant, drought-resistant, flood-resistant, long-lasting, and they multiply each year. You get pleasure from looking at them (if you appreciate their beauty as I do), and yet your joy in them doesn’t take anything from them at all. This is how a good human relationship works: you gain something from them without diminishing them. Your relationships with people will be more complex than your relationship with daffodils, but the important thing is that when both of you balance your metaphorical “energy checkbook” you’re both profiting.
The difficulty in finding people you’re actually compatible with such that you both have this enriching experience of one another is exactly why it is so difficult to make friends – particularly lasting friends. Many people find that the energy exchange is mutually beneficial for a time, but at some point one party starts to feel drained instead of enriched. In order for the friendship to endure at that point, the party who is feeling drained has to be brave enough to speak up. Why is bravery required? Because society frowns upon honest exploration of dissatisfaction in friendship. If you tell someone the honest reason why you feel drained by them you are likely to be met with harsh rebuttal. In fact, almost every time I’ve been honest with someone about the real reason I felt drained by their association, they’ve turned very hostile on me. In the few cases where they responded with a positive, problem-solving attitude, we’ve become far closer friends as a result.
“The difficulty in finding people you’re actually compatible with such that you both have an enriching experience of one another is exactly why it is so difficult to make friends.”
Explaining why a relationship is no longer fueling you must be a two-way street. Not only must I have the bravery to speak up with a relationship is draining for me and be heard, validated, and accommodated – the other person must be able to speak with me about how I may be draining them and I must be receptive, validating, and accommodating. Most people don’t feel that the potential gain in such an exchange is worth the potential loss. It’s a very vulnerable thing to share with someone what’s going wrong for you in the relationship and to be rejected as a result of this vulnerability is heart-breaking.
This need to be upfront about why a relationship is not fueling you anymore is why someone like me can form lasting intimate relationships and struggle with platonic relationships. Something about the physical component (even if the sex itself is rare) being in a relationship helps foster a commitment to working through the shifts in needs over the months and years. Of course, many marriages don’t last, and this is specifically because one or both parties was unable to give, receive, hear, validate, and/or accommodate feedback on how the relationship was failing to produce more than it consumed.
Relationships are meant to be abundant. Think of the abundance of plants: a single lettuce plant going to seed produces enough seed to plant an entire garden with lettuce. By sacrificing the possibility of harvesting a single lettuce plant, you get a whole garden’s worth of seed in return. Relationships are meant to be the same way. By making tiny sacrifices as small as leaving a lettuce plant to go to seed, you’re meant to reap great rewards. When this is mutually possible, the relationship is compatible and it does last.

The Gift Economy

In an abstract discussion, I completely believe in a gift economy: everyone simply gives what they love to do for free, and everyone partakes by receiving what they need from those who are giving. When this concept is new to you, it is natural to ask: But what if more people need something than there are people willing to give it? This is only a problem in our imagination; simply knowing that others have a need creates the desire to fulfill that need – if we care about that person.
A gift economy is what we witness in any healthy marriage. Two people both do their best to meet the needs of the other person, even as those needs change over the years, even as their own abilities and desires change – they do their best for one another, and slack has to be taken up by resources outside the marriage. But both parties have a vested interest in ensuring that slack is indeed taken up.
A healthy marriage is different from our relationship with the world at large. We love our spouse, which means that we take our spouse’s needs as part of our own needs. In order for a gift economy to work at a grand scale, we have to take many more people’s needs as our own. In practice, I rarely see people loving more than a small handful of people closest to them. Loving someone means advocating for that person’s needs to be met even if it would be misaligned for you to personally try to meet those needs. When it is your dear spouse who needs something and you can’t fulfill it, you do your best to ensure someone else meets that need. This is what makes a marriage last.
Could we take everyone’s needs as part of our own? I think we could, but we have a long way to go. We have to create a society where it isn’t shameful to express needs in the first place. We have to be willing to be honest with ourselves and others about our needs. We have to be willing to recognize and communicate the truth about what our love is conditional upon. We have to be more comfortable with the present-day reality of transactionality in relationships. We will not be able to plot a route from where we are now to where we want to be so long as we stick our heads in the sand and pretend to unconditionally love our neighbors.
This is why my own work is centered around bringing people toward their authentic truth through uncovering their subconscious motives. Whether the surface motive is overcoming addiction or creating lasting relationships, I designed my process, Perspective Alchemy, to get people to see their hidden truths so that they could build a life of integrity. When what you want, who you are, and what you do are in alignment, deep human connections are a natural outgrowth.

Understanding Your Unmet Relationship Needs – An Activity

Ready for an activity? Take out a sheet of paper and draw shapes in different colors, each shape representing a need of yours that you have in relationships. You could have a red star for “affection” and a blue square for “appreciation” and a green triangle for “a sense of communion.” You choose the colors, shapes and need-titles based on whatever impulses or inclinations you have.

Raederle, June 2017
Then, after you have four to seven needs represented on your sheet of paper, select one need and focus on the shape you’ve outlined. Focus on its empty space and imagine it filling up. Take the color you outlined that shape in and begin to slowly color the shape in. The entire time you’re coloring, focus intently on that need. What does it feel like? What does it look like? Who meets that need for you? When do they meet it? Are you getting enough?
Notice how the shape is filling up with color and stop coloring when the shape is as full as you are. You can try to calculate this with your analytical mind: “Oh, I think I get this need met about 30% of the time, and I think this is now about 30% colored,” and that has value. But I believe you’ll find more value in letting yourself color the shapes intuitively. Stop coloring when it feels like it matches the level of “fullness” to the corresponding shape within you.
Go forward with all of the shapes on your paper until each one feels like a reflection of your internal condition. Date the paper in the corner with one of your pencils so that you can later reflect on how things have changed over time. This snapshot of where you are now will inform you where you want to go from here.
What need is most neglected, i.e. has the most white space inside it? What need was represented by the shape you colored the most fully? Overall, how does the portrait look to you? How are you feeling about your level of needs-being-met?
This is a great exercise to do with an intimate partner or with your family. Imagine if your entire household deeply understood what needs were going unfulfilled for everyone else in the household. This is one of the key beginnings to fostering conscious love.
If you enjoy this sort of activity, pick up a copy of my book The Alchemy Workbook, where you’ll find an original activity like this on every page. For more about the book, and also about the power of introspection, watch my video: My Beautiful Secret.

Raederle (age 29), February 2018
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— Raederle, The Consciousness Alchemist

Wednesday, September 30, 2020

Vast Crystal Caverns Manor Mysterious

I will be updating this page each time we play.I will be logging what modications have worked for playing between The Crystal Caverns and The Mysterious Manor. I will also be putting down questions that I wish to figure out the answer to. You can view all of the times we have played and which role won the game by clicking here and going to the tab called "Vast" at the bottom.

Paladin in Crystal Caverns

Should vaults be used as a replacement for shrines or are shrines unimportant enough to just ignore them? We ignored them first time playing Goblins versus Paladin in the Crystal Caverns. I won as the Paladin, so maybe shrines would have been over-powered, but it seems unlikely as it is quite possible I only would have had a single opportunity to use a shrine anyway.
Can Goblins remove lamps somehow? (We are assuming that lamps stop goblins since lamps stop skeltons.)
We brought forcewalls into Crystal Caverns since one of the Paladin's favor cards allows the placement of forcewalls. This seemed useful, but not overly powerful.
Paladin gains two grit for smashing crystals.
Since we are playing two player, Goblins versus Paladin, there is no dragon. Hence, the Paladin is gaining a fury each turn that he does not smash a crystal.

Tuesday, September 1, 2020

The Millennial Generation: Why They're Such A Mess

The Millennial Generation is one of the most damaged generations the world has ever seen. This generation didn’t grow up with an increasing desire to be on this planet and to create a beautiful reality, but rather, a growing dread of “adulting.”
The simple reason for this was the horrific notion that babies should be allowed to cry so that they wouldn’t grow into “spoiled” children.
Books like The Continuum Concept demonstrate that the opposite is true: babies who are held continually for the first nine months of their life experience what it is like to be a passive, loved observer of the world through felt-perception. Such babies naturally become curious about the world instead of anxious, lonely, and depressed.
I was born in 1989 to two very well-meaning parents. They wanted to raise “the perfect baby” and so they read all the modern books on parenting which encouraged them to let me wail. Now, in my thirties, I’m still working to undo the damage through consciousness alchemy practices such as The Completion Process.
When a baby is left to cry they experience the world as one of utter horror. There is no relief. There is no belief that anyone will ever come. The crying child experiences the world in total grief. Without a concept of object-permanence there is no way to understand that “Mom will be right back.” This isolating, horrifying experience primes the limbic system in the brain for an ongoing stress response that will last for life if it is not treated with some form of consciousness alchemy. This isn’t just flowery language with some scientific terms sprinkled in, this is scientifically verified truth.
For more about developmental trauma, read my article: Developmental Trauma.
Because millennials didn’t experience an appropriate series of loving, curiosity-inducing events as babies, they didn’t grow into children who willingly took on responsibilities. Instead, every revelation about what it took to be an adult was met with dawning horror.
Age four: “I have to learn to wipe myself?”
Age six: “I have to go to school?”
Age ten: “But washing dishes makes my legs itch and hurt!”
Age sixteen: “Sinks require cleaning?! I thought the water flowing over them took care of that!”
Age seventeen: “What do you mean I have to pay taxes?”
Age twenty-one: “You mean I have to spend my own money on taking care of myself?!”
Taking on responsibilities is a natural process in a healthy upbringing. Within a loving community, a child will have natural curiosity about what the adults are doing and want to join in. Communal hunting, cooking, cleaning, building, and crafting are natural features of tribal living, and children at the age of three are already experimenting with joining the labor force. They may try for thirty seconds, get bored, and do something else. Yet by the time these children reach puberty they are already happily engaged in almost all of the same activities as adults without feeling any resentment, hurt, or fear about it. On the contrary, they feel confident, sure of their place, and experience a deep sense of belonging.
By lacking that first experience of being loved as a passive baby, we remain (to a greater or lesser degree, depending on the severity of the trauma and the extent of healing since then) babies, still requiring someone to care for us, hold us, feed us, and so on. Modern psychology is still catching up to this reality. Self-help books will practically shout at you to “grow up” but that’s just the problem – you can’t just grow up by merely deciding overnight to do so.* You must have the experience that you missed. The solution is to become a baby again and experience someone loving you the way your mother should have loved you.
*You may think that you can choose to grow up overnight because many people appear to do so by utilizing their ability to repress aspects of themselves more deeply. Basically, making this choice is fully identifying with your parents who mistreated you as a baby and continuing to abandon that aspect of yourself all the more fully.
As Teal Swan is always saying: “To heal is to experience the opposite.” You must have the opposite experience of being neglected, isolated, and afraid.
For more about this, I recommend several books and videos which I have linked below:
  • The Continuum Concept by Jean Liedloff
  • The Anatomy of Loneliness by Teal Swan
  • Childhood Disrupted
  • What’s Wrong with Millenials by Teal Swan
  • Healing the Emotional Body by Teal Swan
  • Emotional Wake-up Call by Teal Swan

Thursday, June 11, 2020

Ishmael by Daniel Quinn – Book Summary & Reflections

There are very few books so good that I would read them three times. Ishmael is one of those books. I read it the first time in my early twenties, again a few years later, and again at the age of thirty-one. Each time it was like a new revelation – so packed with important, perspective-shifting concepts that it shook my world. And brought tears to my eyes.
On the first read through I kept expecting there to be an outline or summary of the “Taker Mythology” all in one place, but the concepts are spread all over the book. On my third reading I took notes. Now I shall outline the Taker Story and the alternative – the Leaver Story. We'll begin (as the book does) with the story of the Takers.
The Taker Mythology

The Creation Myth (according to Taker Culture)

Billions of years ago there was a big bang and the universe came into being. Millions of years ago the Earth developed life in its oceans, some of which evolved onto land. The world filled up with fish, insects, and mammals. One such special mammal evolved into man.

Man's Destiny (according to Taker Culture)

Our creation myth demonstrates that life was not complete until man came. This is because man's destiny was to conquer the world and rule it. Man could not become fully human if he did not pull himself from the slime. Man had to tame the wild jungles of the Earth and set himself apart. He had the choice between a brief life of glory or a long, uneventful life of obscurity. Naturally, man aimed for glory.
Man didn't recognize his destiny for the first three million years of his existence. It wasn't until the agricultural revolution that man began to see his potential. Man finally knew himself to be independent from the wiles of nature. He took his life into his own hands. Some indigenous cultures still have not adopted this revolution today, but these peoples are quaint at best, and savages at worst, unaware that man is meant for greater things.
Man's destiny could not be realized within the confines of hunter-gatherer living. Man took life into his own hands, leaving nothing to chance. People who still live their life in the hand's of God and not in their own hands are foolish.

The Price for Becoming Human (according to Taker Culture)

We're destroying the ozone layer, we're changing the climate, we're ruining the oceans, but all of that is ultimately the price for man's glory. We can't help it because we need our indoor plumbing, central heating, air conditioning, cars, and cell phones.

Ishmael

“The price you're paying is not the price for becoming human. It's not the price for the things you've just mentioned. The Sumerians had indoor plumbing long before the Roman empire even existed. The price you're paying is for enacting a story that casts mankind as the enemy of the world.”

Man's Flaw (according to Taker Culture)

Man was born to turn the wild world into a paradise, but he was created with a tragic flaw. His destiny has been spoiled by his stupidity, greed, destructiveness, and shortsightedness.

Ishmael

“There's nothing fundamentally wrong with people. Given a story to enact that puts them in accord with the world, they will live in accord with the world. Given a story to enact them puts them at odds with the world, as yours does, they will live at odds with the world. Given a story to enact in which they are the lords of the world, they will act like lords of the world. Given a story to enact in which the world is a foe to be conquered, they will conquer it like a foe, and one day, inevitably, their foe will lie bleeding to death at their feet, as the world is now.”

Futility (according to Taker Culture)

Nothing can be done. Man is flawed, so he keeps on screwing up what should be paradise. Man doesn't know how to live so as to stop screwing up paradise, and nobody has the answer. All that can be done is carrying on with life as it is, watching the catastrophe as it comes.

The One Right Way To Live (according to Taker Culture)

There is no clarity on the one right way to live, but we know it exists. Hence, we have prophets who come to tell us what that one right way is. If we could only master this one right way to live then we would overcome our flaws and be able to fulfill our destiny and turn to the world into paradise. We can observe how lions live, and how wombats and gazelle live, but this information doesn't help us because we are special and different and the laws that apply to other animals don't apply to us.

Ishmael

“If man knew how to live, then it would include knowing how to live as flawed beings. The flaw in man is not a flaw in man at all, but a flaw in Taker culture, and that flaw is that man does not know how to live.”
“Man is not exempt from the laws of gravity, aerodynamics, genetics, or thermodynamics. There is a law of life which he is also not exempt from, but those in the Taker culture are not yet aware of this law or their defiance of it. They are in free fall toward a crash, but they think they are flying.”

Man's Nature (according to Taker Culture)

Prior to all this buzz about evolution, it was obvious to Taker culture that agriculture, settlement, and the elimination of competition was simply man's nature. It was believed that indigenous people had somehow fell from their previous grandeur. It was believed that these savages must somehow be defective, degenerate. Taker culture was not aware that there was anything at all prior to their agricultural revolution. They didn't think of it as a revolution, but rather as the birth of man.
Enacting A Story
“You remember when I said that to enact a story is to live so as to make it come true?” Ishmael asks.
“Yes.”
“According to the Taker story, creation came to an end with man.”
“Yes. So?”
“How would you live so as to make that come true? How would you live so as to make creation come to an end with man?”
“Oof. I see what you mean. You would live the way the Takers live. We're definitely living in a way that's going to put an end to creation. If we go on, there will be no successor to man, no successor to chimpanzees, no successor to orangutans, no successor to gorilla – no successor to anything alive now. The whole thing is going to come to an end with us.”
Takers versus Leavers
Let's look at some critical differences between Taker culture and Leaver peoples – the indigenous peoples.

Eliminating Competition

Takers exterminate their competition. This is the holy work of farmers – kill off everything you can't eat. Kill off anything that eats what you eat. Kill off anything that doesn't feed what you eat. The more competitors you destroy, the more food you can raise for humans, and the more food for humans, the more human babies can be born into the world.
Takers do not merely say that they want a rack of bananas and take a rack of bananas for themselves. They also look around at any insects or animals who also want bananas and kill those insects and animals in order to have all the bananas for themselves.
In the wild it is true that animals defend their territory and they occasionally kill (and eat) creatures who also kill their other prey, but while an elephant may occasionally trample a lion, elephants never go out to trample lions, and they certainly never seek out the zebra who enjoy many of the same foods. Ranchers will go out of their way to kill foxes or wolves that might hurt their cattle or chickens. Ranchers will cut down trees that spring up on their grazing fields.
Wild animals will kill in self-defense at times, even if they merely feel threatened. A baboon may attack a leopard that it is afraid of, but baboons do not go out hunting for leopards – they go out hunting for food.
Farmers don't just plant an acre of the food they want to grow. They use poisons to kill of competing plants and insects that eat the plants. They create large swaths of land that bare no resemblance to the diversity of life present in nature. These monocrops are food deserts for bees when they aren't in blossom, and for thousands of other creatures. These farms provide food exclusively for human consumption. No other creatures are allowed to live a normal, thriving existence on a human farm – with the exception of perhaps a few certain bacterium.
Going back to bananas: Taker culture doesn't stop at killing off insects and creatures that compete for bananas. Taker culture kills off any plant life that competes with bananas. Taker culture even goes so far as to say, “It doesn't matter if you require bananas to survive as a species because all the bananas are ours.” It's a three-fold elimination of competition.

Population Control

In an indigenous culture it is clear how many resources there are for the tribe and if the tribe can grow safely. If it can not increase its population without expanding its territory, then it may have to go to war with a neighboring tribe as many Native American tribes did. If a tribe suffered a drought, they may have to move somewhere else to find more food. If the drought lasted for years, the weakest members may have died. Balance would always come rapidly, the number of people in an area matching the resources at hand.
In the modern world, we shy away from death and starvation. We want to save all the starving people in the world, so we send them food from another part of the world where resources are more plentiful. Unfortunately, this food leads to expansion in population. Every increase in food production leads to an increase in population somewhere, so that even as population declines in some countries, it booms in other countries. While food production increases and the population increases, we see a similar portion of the world starving. We don't mitigate the issue with contraceptives, education, or laws prohibiting families with more than two children. We don't even create incentives for small families. Instead we welcome every new baby – even if it means we still have to stay on the treadmill of the ever-expanding agricultural revolution that has already swallowed the majority of the planet's indigenous peoples and millions of species besides.

Cultural Amnesia

Taker culture doesn't carry forward what it learns about how people should live. It carries forward technology – how to build things, how to cook things, how to carry things – but it does not pass on wisdom. Even from generation to generation, Taker culture merely manages to pass on the message that man is meant to rule the world and make it a paradise, but man is tragically flawed. The ego and guilt are passed on. Taker culture invents laws about how people should live, but it makes these decisions based on formulations invented by individuals and committees. These concepts about how people should live aren't decided based on the trial-and-error that occurs over generations, or even over hundreds of years, but rather, the laws are invented with a few strokes of the pen or keyboard.
Among the Leaver peoples, everything is slowly accumulated and then passed on. There is knowledge about how to make clothing and how to hunt certain animals, but there is much more. There is knowledge about how to treat one another and how to treat the Earth, and this wisdom is refined for thousands of years and is specific to the tribe. Each tribe has wisdom that pertains to its climate, its region, and its people. There is a sense of camaraderie with the ancestors of the tribe that goes back to the dawn of time. There is no separation between the people of today and the people of twenty thousand years ago because they have been refining their same culture this whole time. They didn't abruptly depart from the past as Taker culture did – which leads us to our next difference.

Our Relationship With Ancient History

Taker culture presumes that to live a hunter-gatherer lifestyle one must live in poverty. Taker culture looks back on history and says that all that came before agriculture is dreck.
Yet, on the contrary, hunter-gatherers were wealthy in time and food. They didn't have to plant fields or irrigate them. They have been called “the first affluent society” because their lifestyle involved a few hours of work to obtain food each day, and the rest of the day was free to be spent as they pleased.
The Laws of Life

Healthy Competition

All creatures compete to survive, mate, and pass down their genes. This is how evolution occurs. But the law of the community of life goes like this: You may compete to the full extent of your capabilities, but you may not hunt down your competitors or destroy their food or deny them access to food. You may compete, but you may not wage war.
You must not wage war on your competition because doing so actually destroys the process of evolution by reducing diversity. Just like when a company has a monopoly or a patent on a given product, the quality goes down and/or the price goes up. When healthy competition and diversity exists, everyone in the community of life thrives. Without diversity, the entire community of life is highly vulnerable. A planet with a thousand species might lose all of its life forms in a single catastrophe, but a planet with millions of species may lose several hundred thousand species and still recover, regaining its diversity and resilience again over time.

Food Storage

Leaver peoples store food, just as every other creature on Earth does. Some creatures, such as squirrels and humans, store most of their food for the winter externally. Other creatures, such as trees and bears, store their food internally. Every creature must store food either inside their body or outside their body in order to survive droughts, winter storms, and other hardships. If a creature couldn't store any food at all, it would die as soon as it encountered a rough week.
The Leaver Life

Indigenous Philosophy

We are part of the community of life. We share the world with millions of other creatures, and each creature has its right to thrive. We take as much as we need, but no more than that.

Indigenous Prophets

We do not need prophets to tell us how to live because we know how to live. Our culture has been developed over millennia for this very climate, for this very landscape, for this very tribe. We do not have prophets because we do not need them.

The Way To Live

We have a way that works for us. It may be agriculture, it may be hunting, it may be herding animals. Our method works for us. We don't say it is the one right way to live. We don't believe in any one, right way. We simply know what we prefer.
Cain & Abel
The story of Cain and Abel does not appear in Ishmael directly, but it is discussed at length in chapter nine. The story is central to the message of the entire book.

Cain and Abel – Excerpts from Wikipedia

Eve conceived and bore Cain, and she said, “I have got me a man with the Lord.” She bore as well his brother Abel.
Abel became a herder of sheep while Cain was a tiller of the soil.
Cain brought from the fruit of the soil an offering to the Lord. Abel too had brought from his flock. The Lord regarded Abel and his offering but did not regard Cain and his offering. And Cain was very incensed.
The Lord said to Cain,
“Why are you incensed? For whether you offer well, or whether you do not, at the tent flap sin crouches, and for you is its longing, but you will rule over it.”
Cain said to Abel, “Let us go out to the field,” and when they were in the field Cain rose against Abel his brother and killed him.
The Lord said to Cain, “What have you done? Listen! Your brother's blood cries out to me from the soil. And so, cursed shall you be by the soil that gaped with its mouth to take your brother's blood from your hand. If you till the soil, it will no longer give you strength. A restless wanderer shall you be on the earth.”
Cain was intimate with his wife and she conceived and bore Enoch. Then he became the builder of a city.
The oldest known copy of the biblical narrative is from the Dead Sea Scrolls, and dates to the first century BCE. Cain and Abel also appear in a number of other texts; the story has various interpretations. Cain and Abel are likely symbolic rather than real. Some scholars suggest the pericope may have been based on a Sumerian story representing the conflict between nomadic shepherds and settled farmers. Modern scholars typically view the stories of Adam and Eve and Cain and Abel to be about the development of civilization during the age of agriculture; not the beginnings of man, but when people first learned agriculture, replacing the ways of the hunter-gatherer.

Agriculturists versus Herders or Hunters and Gatherers

Ishmael, the teacher in the book Ishmael, makes it clear that it isn't that agriculture itself is flawed. Instead, it is the culture that arose hand-in-hand with the agricultural revolution. It is the philosophy that Ishmael calls Taker culture which causes the devastation to the community of life.
Cain and Abel illustrate the deviation from living in accordance with the laws of nature. Abel is raising camels and/or goats, but he is not killing off all the wolves, lions, or panthers. Abel is feeding his family, but he is not conquering other people's and teaching them that his way is the one right way to live. Meanwhile, Cain is tilling soil and killing any plants or animals that get in his way. Cain is taking land from Abel and saying, “I need this land for my growing family. I require this to be my farmland. You can't bring your goats and camels here. You must leave and never return.” The Cains are killing the Abels ten thousand years ago, and the Cains and still killing the Abels of the world today.
In the rain forest in south America there are mega-dams being erected, one after another, that destroy the livelihoods of indigenous peoples and kill off hundreds of species. Each dam permanently changes the eco-system. The country that builds the dam gets hydro-power and increased economic growth for the wealthy people of the country, but meanwhile, Cain is killing Abel yet again.
“Far from providing clean energy, dams increase climate emissions by drowning forests and lead to corruption,” says International Rivers, a river protection group. “Rivers are seen by governments only as a resource, not as a source of livelihoods,” says Kate Horner, the group’s director. “Vast money is involved in these mega-projects and there are often implications of corruption. Seldom is anyone held responsible for the violence and intimidation that often accompanies dam building. The displacement of people has been vast, comparable to conflict-induced displacement. But there is not the same humanitarian response. Often there is no compensation paid – these people lose everything.”
Man's Alternative Destiny
“There is a sort of tendency in evolution, wouldn't you say? If you start with ultrasimple critters in the ancient seas and move up step by step to everything we see now, then you have to observe a tendency toward complexity. And toward self-awareness and intelligence. Wouldn't you agree?”
“Yes.”
“All sorts of creatures on this planet appear to be on the verge of attaining that self-awareness and intelligence. We were never meant to be the only players on this stage.”
“This seems to be so. What does this mean about man's destiny?”
“Man is the first – the trailblazer, the pathfinder. His destiny is to be the first to learn that creatures like man have a choice: They can try to thwart nature and perish in the attempt – or they can stand aside and make some room for all the rest. But it's more than that. His destiny is to give all other species that chance – whales, dolphins, chimps, raccoons. Oddly enough, it is much grander than the destiny the Takers dreamed up for us.”
“How so?”
“Just think. In a billion years, whoever is around then will say: Man? Oh yes, man! What a wonderful creature he was! It was within his grasp to destroy the entire world and to trample all of our futures into the dust – but he saw the light before it was too late and pulled back. He pulled back and gave us our chance. He showed us all how it had to be done if the world was to go on being a garden forever. Man was a role model for us all!”
“Not a shabby destiny.”
“Not shabby by any means! I understand now that the world wasn't a mess and it didn't need to be conquered by man, but it does need man to belong to it. Some creature had to find the way. Man's place is not to rule, but to be the first without also being the last.”
“How can we bring this about? What's the program?”
“The story of Genesis must be reversed. Cain must stop murdered Abel. This is essential. The Leavers – the indigenous peoples – are an endangered species most critical to the world – not because they're humans but because they alone can show the destroyers of the world that there is no one right way to live.
“You must spit out the fruit of the forbidden tree. You must absolutely relinquish the idea that you know who should live and who should die.”
“Yes. I see all that. That's the program for mankind, but what's the program for me? What can I do?”
“Teach a hundred people what I've taught you and inspire each of them to go on to teach another hundred. That is how it's always done.”
“The Leaver lifestyle isn't about hunting and gathering, it's about letting the rest of the community live. The Leaver life is not an antiquated thing that is back there somewhere. Your task is not to reach back, but to reach forward.”
“But to what? We can't just walk away from our civilization the way the Hohokam did.”
“That's certainly true. The Hohokam had another way of life waiting for them. You must be inventive if you care to survive. You're an inventive people, aren't you? You pride yourself on that, don't you?”
“Yes.”
“Then invent.”
Related Books
The Continuum Concept comes to many of the same concepts and conclusions through observation of how a particular indigenous tribe lived in south America. The author lived with this tribe and studied them and then wrote a book about them. In a nut shell, she was astonished that these people knew a way to live that prevented disease and depression both. She was astonished that these people were so happy and healthy.
Conversations with God expands upon the flawed notion that there is one right way to live. In contrast, it proposes that we adopt the mantra: Ours is not the only way – it is merely another way.
The Secret to Our Success is written mostly from the perspective of Taker culture as illustrated here, yet it is packed with fascinating details about indigenous tribes and how cultural evolution works. This book helps tell the story of how things came to be this way, which is a recurring theme throughout Ishmael (and The Continuum Concept).

Tuesday, June 9, 2020

How to Remove Chemical Odors from Clothing (HSPs need to read this!)

I'm genetically a HSP (highly sensitive person). I'm also on the autism spectrum. To add to this mix, I was exposed to many harsh chemicals in the aftermath of a house-fire in my teens, and during this time period I was so depressed that I further damaged my body with excess aspirin usage, smoking pot, and drinking alcohol. Besides all this, I ate a fairly standard American diet (SAD), and I was putting on weight besides developing a stomach ulcer (or several). At seventeen I began to turn the mess around by changing my diet. By twenty I had a whole new lifestyle, a completely new life, and a much healthier body. There was just one problem.

2009, Raederle at the age of 20
Over the course of my early twenties I became increasingly sensitive to chemical odors. In my late teens I had noticed that I got headaches from second-hand cigarette smoke, which seemed pretty common. By the age of twenty-four I was experiencing severe headaches from the fumes created by frying food (especially onions), which I'd never heard of before. This extreme fume sensitivity may have been brought on by the events in my teens working their way through my system, or they may be due to living in an attic for a couple years where all of the fumes from the house were collecting. It got so bad that I would go on road trips that lasted for months to get away.

2012, Raederle, age 23, on a road trip, visiting Florida
A lot of good things have come out of my struggle with fume sensitivities. As my ability to go to festivals decreased, I spent more time with individuals one-on-one instead. As my ability to live in a city decreased, I spent more time in nature. As my ability to continue living in an attic decreased, I spent increasing amounts of time traveling which led to writing my book, Living Big & Traveling Far on $8,000 a Year (or Less!). As my own possibilities and abilities narrowed, I gained more compassion for other people with sensitivities and disabilities.
One of the most challenging things I've encountered is laundry. I can't even walk into a laundromat. Dryer sheets and conventional laundry detergents have a profoundly horrible impact on me. A single good whiff can leave me with a migraine that lasts for hours followed by continued exhaustion for the rest of the day. Imagine taking a single breath and losing the entire day to being in bed afterward! Because of this I also can't share a washer or dryer with other people who use harsh chemicals on their clothing because the ambient odor in the area is unbearable for me, and worse, using the machine leaves the odor on my own clothing, rendering it unwearable.

2018, Raederle, age 29, laying down with my eyes covered after being exposed to a chemical fume
For years I had no idea how to address this issue. I wore one of my n-99 masks to shop in a local thrift store in the summer of 2019. I thought the smell was just in the building, but it was actually in the clothes themselves – all of them. I tried soaking the clothes for weeks, changing the water regularly (always while wearing my mask). I tried washing them over and over again. I finally just shoved them all in a storage container, defeated. I couldn't wear them without a headache.

2018, Raederle, age 29, wearing my n-99 masks anywhere I encountered fumes – long before everyone was wearing them for COVID-19 in 2020 – above is an organic cotton "I Can Breathe" mask

2018, Raederle, age 29, wearing an organic cotton vog mask


2019, Raederle, age 30, wearing a mask from my personally favorite brand – metamask.

In April 2020 something awful happened which ultimately led to my writing this article. Most of my clothing was washed and then dried at a laundromat. It would have cost me thousands of dollars to replace it all (and much of it was hand-made by me personally, and not replaceable – including my denim trench coat), so I suddenly had a huge incentive to learn how to get my clothes clean. This was a grueling process, as every attempt required smelling my clothes to see if it had worked. Every time it hadn't I lost hours to pained bed-rest. After a month of trials and many errors, finally, my family figured out the steps required to extract chemical fragrance from fabric.

How To Remove Chemical Odors and Fragrances from Clothing or Fabric

There are three keys to removing chemical odors from your clothing.

Lots of Water

The more water you use per article of clothing, the better. Doing extra rinses may decrease the odor by about 10% and plateau there. Washing an article of clothing by itself can remove between 35% and 80% of the odor strength. However, you will never quite get it out with water alone, so you need to combine this with both the other mechanisms listed below.

The Right Soap

We've rotated between a number of unscented, gentle, natural, organic clothing detergents. We thought they were all pretty much the same after experimenting with them over the years, so we just opted for the cheapest one that I wasn't sensitive to. It was a lucky chance that we discovered that Seventh Generation's Laundry Detergent was a magic bullet for removal of chemical odors. If you use a lot of it (double or triple your usual amount) in a regular-sized load, you might get as much as 90% of the odor removed, depending on how thick the fabrics are. Thicker fabrics (jeans, blankets, sweaters) will be more stubborn. If you wash an article of clothing alone, such as a fluffy sweater, you might get it entirely clean in one washing.

Warm Water

Most of my clothing is knit, so the best practice has always been to use cool water. Spandex, elastic, and knits all wear out much, much faster when you use warm water. Also, baking soda is very hard on elastic, so I recommend only using that on your non-stretchy fabrics such as your top sheets and towels (but not your fitted sheets, because those have elastic). That said, if you're dealing with a chemical odor and need to get it out, washing with warm water makes a huge difference. I suspect this is because it actually off-gasses a lot faster due to the heat itself.

Getting Your Clothes Odor-Free In One Wash

My experience has been that it is rare to get an article of clothing entirely free from chemical odor on the first try, but if you want to give it the best chance, then do this:
  1. Wash about one sweater's worth of clothing or fabric at once.
  2. Wash with warm water for knits, spandex, and stretch, and use hot water for linens and non-stretchy cotton.
  3. Use a full load's worth of Seventh Generation's Laundry Detergent and possibly even a little extra.
  4. Use extra rinses in the wash cycle.

2019, Raederle Sewing Her Hand-Dyed Skirt Together
My experience has been that baking soda doesn't do it, letting clothing soak in a bucket for twenty-four hours prior to washing doesn't do it, and simply washing seven or eight times doesn't do it. So I've written this article specifically to save you from the frustrating experience I've had. I hope this helps.
Blessings!
~ Raederle Phoenix

Friday, May 29, 2020

Zephyr's Obituary

Zephyr came into Greg’s life because of the child of a girlfriend who wanted a cat. Because Zephyr lived at Greg’s house, he quickly became Greg’s cat more than anyone’s, and so in the breakup, Zephyr remained Greg’s cat.
My first impressions of Zephyr were that of a strong, healthy hunter. I’d only known Greg a few weeks when I saw Zephyr leap onto the garden gate, balancing there on a bit of metal not even an inch wide with a baby rabbit in his mouth. The rabbit was more than half Zephyr’s size. Every other day there would be a new animal that Zephyr had hunted. Nobody was exactly pleased about the stray foot or tail on the front porch, but we were proud of Zephyr’s prowess.
Zephyr was always a needy cat. He behaved more like a dog than a cat, so Lytenian nick-named him Zeph-dog within the first week of knowing him. Zephyr would beg at the counter like a dog, wanting to know what you were eating. He’d whine at the bedroom doors at night, wanting to come into your bed to sleep with you.
Unfortunately, Lytenian and I moving in caused a lot of conflict with Zephyr. We both cared about the cat and wanted what was best for him, so we tried to adjust. Lytenian hoped that his allergies would acclimate to Zephyr. (Sometimes, someone with a cat allergy can adjust to a specific cat over time.) On the contrary, Lytenian’s cat allergies seemed to get worse, and he spent the better part of a year with hives coming back repeatedly on his body and face. He was often so sick that we thought he had the flu, but whenever we would travel away, his symptoms cleared up, and when we’d return, they came back.
We tried mitigating the allergy issue with a robotic vacuum that would automatically run each day in addition to a lot of other cleaning. We did extra loads of laundry, Lytenian took extra showers, and we all tried our best to keep cat fur out of Lytenian’s life. All of these efforts helped, but occasionally Lytenian would accidentally leave his door open and find Zephyr in his bed. Then he would have to wash all of his bedding, and he would break out in hives again the next day.
In addition to this, there was Zephyr meowing at the bedroom doors at night. While he’d done this some of the time before Lytenian and I arrived, something about our presence made him do it more. So much like a dog, it was as if Zephyr felt it was more unfair that he didn’t get attention with more of us around, or perhaps Lytenian’s avoidance of him made him feel like he simply had to win Lytenian’s affection. For whatever reason, Zephyr began meowing at the doors every single night until we were all awake. We would put him outside because there was nothing else to be done about it.
One summer I proposed that Zephyr just stay outside all the time.
Greg asked, “What would we do in the winter?”
“I don’t know. We can figure that out when it gets cold.”
We went forward with the idea that summer. Zephyr seemed very healthy and the vet was actually impressed at his regular visit. Not only did his physical health improve, but he emotionally seemed to become less needy during that first summer of living entirely outside. If humans didn’t give him attention, he just walked off into the fields to amuse himself with hunting.
Zephyr was healthier and Lytenian was healthier, so we seemed to have made a good decision. We bought Zephyr a heated bed for the porch in the autumn so that Zephyr could stay warm on chilly nights. In the winter we ended up keeping him in our downstairs bathroom during the coldest nights. Greg had to build a wooden protection screen for the bathroom door because Zephyr would scratch to seek attention and let out his frustration. At least he was warm, and we let him back outside every day to play in the snow.
Zephyr staying in the downstairs bathroom wasn’t a happy situation for anyone. He’d meow and meow in there, which made me feel so guilty and unhappy that I couldn’t eat. We couldn’t use the bathroom with him there. Lytenian because of his allergies, and me because of my sensitivities to the cat litter, and all of us because it was too small to navigate the wooden screen, the cat litter, and Zephyr himself.
One day Lytenian had the idea to build Zephyr his own house, and Greg decided it was a good idea. The next summer, Greg built Zephyr a house using SIPs as a model, with foam sandwiched between two pieces of wood. The cat house featured a heating bulb to provide warmth any time it dropped below 45ºF and a thermostat that Greg could read to be sure Zephyr had a warm place to be. In addition, we moved Zephyr’s cat bed into the cat house, so he had additional warmth beside the heat bulb and insulation.
In this photo you can see Zephyr's cat house and Zephyr in the background.
This solution seemed to make everyone a lot happier. Sometimes when Greg was really stressed out, he would go outside to lay there with Zephyr, and when he’d come back inside he would take off his clothes, and shower, and mention how much he cherished his time with Zephyr and how calming it was for both of them.
Zephyr seemed strong and healthy, and maybe this led to him trying to expand his territory. At the time, our community had three households with dogs and five households with cats, and I imagine Zephyr might have felt that all these other animals were encroaching on his space. Afterall, Zephyr had been here much longer than the others. Perhaps this is why Zephyr managed to tussle with two dogs at once and come away alive, with a gash on his back and one front leg injured. This encounter was expensive all around, as Zephyr’s leg required surgery, and at least one of the dogs required care as well. When I questioned Greg’s choice to spend so much on repairing Zephyr’s leg, Greg cried. He couldn’t justify not spending the money and watching his beloved friend lose the use of his paw.
For a time it seemed like Zephyr’s injury might be more serious than we had first assumed. He seemed disoriented often, likely feverish. Thankfully, after a few weeks he began behaving a little more like his old self. He didn’t hunt down rabbits anymore, but the occasional mouse or other small critter turned up. Zephyr was less playful, but he still wanted affection. Sometimes he would start purring just because someone stood beside him on the porch. Greg spent a lot of time with Zephyr after the injury to his front leg. He was worried about him, as we all were. Zephyr sat in a strange posture with his injured paw up off the ground. We worried that he was in a lot of pain, and we all wondered if his quality of life was so poor that it would have been better if he had died. We felt guilty for having these thoughts, and guilty for Zephyr’s pain. We – humans – were calling the shots on how life would go for the animals around us, and somehow we’d messed up. Even though nobody intended what happened, there were more than enough guilty feelings.
Zephyr seemed better for a while, more playful again. He started doing as he used to – running up to our car when we’d return from grocery shopping. Just like a dog, we’d have to watch for him every time because he insisted on coming too close for us to see him. We often had to get out of the car to find him before we could pull up to the house. Zephyr wasn’t ever found actually under the car or in front of the tires, but we were always concerned when he ran up to the car and out of view.
Zephyr followed us around on walks on the property, often walking beside us all the way to the parking lot, or most of the way to the mailboxes, or down toward the treeline. He followed Lytenian and I too, even though Lytenian couldn’t pet him, and I rarely pet him so that I wouldn’t transfer fur to Lytenian. Still, Zeph-dog seemed to know we were family too.
While Zephyr continued to hold his paw up in a strange way, he seemed to walk normally, and he even jumped the fence occasionally. Yet as this summer began we worried that he seemed less active than ever. At eleven years old, he seemed as lethargic as a much older cat. Still, he went over to Greg’s construction site most days to watch Greg at work and poke around at everything curiously. Greg enjoyed the company and sent photos and videos of his antics to his family.
This past Wednesday, Zephyr was attacked again by a dog. Greg was getting into bed, but halted because he heard the clinking of dog tags and knew something wasn’t right. He went outside immediately in his bathrobe, but the injury had already been inflicted. Zephyr’s injuries were serious, and Greg brought him to Cornell because it was the only place nearby open so late.
Even with surgery, Zephyr didn’t have good chances for survival and one of his hind legs would have had to be amputated besides. At one o’clock in the morning, Greg had to make the decision to see his friend put down. I was asleep at the time, so I learned about this at two o’clock in the morning when Greg came into my room and asked me in a shaking voice to hold him.
Lytenian, Greg and I were awake past four o’clock in the morning, alternating crying with sharing stories. I’m crying again now, writing this. We did the best we could to balance all of our conflicting needs. Lytenian’s allergies, our needs for good sleep at night, and Zephyr’s needs for shelter and affection.
As a community we’ve all tried to balance the complex web of needs of pets and their owners.
Greg talked to someone about Zephyr’s death who implied that perhaps the dog ought to be put down. Greg, sick with his own grief and guilt, was horrified at the thought. After his own ordeal, the last thing he wanted was to put others through the same pain.
In the morning Greg and I went to a far corner of community property where Pixie was buried. Pixie was like Zephyr’s younger sibling in a way, acquired because our neighbor’s son admired the orange cat next door and wanted his own. Pixie was known for being the most affectionate, and sweet cat. Pixie didn’t live very long here, perhaps because her nature was too trusting. Pixie was the only cat that Zephyr seemed to like, as if Zephyr saw this smaller, younger, orange cat as his own somehow. Zephyr and Pixie were often seen together in our front yard. Greg felt that Zephyr might like to be near Pixie in death, as they were in life.
Greg and I dug for some long period of time yesterday morning. When the grave was nearly three feet in depth, Greg walked back to collect Zephyr. I collected flowers and pinecones while I waited for his return. Greg carried Zephyr’s body in his arms and placed him gently down. Greg cried hard and I cried with him.
“My little buddy is gone,” he said.
It occurred to me then that Zephyr was like Greg’s child, and I cried harder. Pixie’s owners joined us, and Salvatore. Greg placed Zephyr’s food bowl in his grave with some food and I found myself crying again. The boy who had admired our orange cat so much put a buttercup in the grave and then Greg and I carefully refilled the grave. We arranged stones on top, and the pinecones and flowers I had gathered. The boy gathered some more buttercups that were growing near Pixie’s grave and scattered them over the Zephyr’s grave and said, “From Pixie.”
We all stood there quietly for a time.
At home again, Greg was exhausted after a night containing only two hours of sleep, and digging a grave through rocks and clay, and he went to bed. Disturbed by the loss of Zephyr, I found myself feeling extra protective of my flowers, checking on them and spreading eggshells to defend them from slugs. Lytenian and I tried to carry on with life, but as Lytenian was folding laundry he asked me about the funeral. As I told him about it, he began crying again, and so did I. “Zephyr was Greg’s best friend,” Lytenain said through his tears. “Zephyr was there for him in a way that nobody else could be, and now he’s gone.”
I set my breakfast – which I was eating at three o’clock in the afternoon – aside and wrapped my arms around Lytenian.
“I think I’ve cried more about this cat than I did for either of my grandparents,” Lytenian said.
I nodded. As it is often said, you don’t know how much you care about someone until they’re gone.
Rest in peace, Zephyr, 2009-2020.
Authored by Raederle Phoenix
May 29th 2020

Wednesday, May 20, 2020

Perspective Alchemy

This shadow work process accesses your unconscious without requiring a trained hypnotherapist or a formal trance state. By using this process regularly, you strengthen your understanding of your motives, underlying beliefs, and desires. Most conscious motives are a cover-up. Beneath our conscious concepts about why we do what we do, there is an entirely different story.
Any place you're stuck in your life, it is because you have an unconscious motive that is blocking your progress. Your unconscious protects you, but because of its fragmented nature, it often protects parts of you in ways that undermine your conscious intentions.
By using this process you can integrate aspects of yourself, literally bringing yourself onto your own team.
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