The thing that made me happiest this week was odd.
Last week I went ballistic when, in my perception, my husband negated my experience. I was raving.
Then a writer I know, had her booklet translated into Japanese by her son’s girlfriend. Oh, I wanted that for my novel. Maybe it could be a hit in Japan. It’s about … well here’s the pitch –
Koh, is a boy kidnapped as a toddler by a rainforest band that has unique customs and world view. Koh, fascinated by strange people who live near the mountain, struggles to find where he really belongs and overcome strict taboos.
These include: remaining unseen, bypassing capture by warring bands, coping with betrayal by his peers and facing death. Eventually he comes to reunion with the family he doesn’t remember.
I didn’t even tell my husband and I went and asked the writer to ask the girlfriend if she would consider translating my book. Then I set to wondering how to pay for it, a lifetime supply of lei, my firstborn…
Alas, the girl said no; it takes too much time. She did it as a labor of love.
I wasn’t even upset, I felt elated and do you know why? Normally, I would have talked myself out of asking. I WOULD HAVE NEGATED MY DESIRE. And that is why I got so upset, when I perceived my husband as negating my experience because that’s what I do to myself. I am so happy, all I have to do is not negate myself any more and not project it on others.
Wonder what I will be like when I deal with the gazillion other things I am projecting on him and others. : )
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