Been listening, time to start talking.
Hello folks... nice to have you here. I'm not so familiar with the poly vocabulary in its current state of evolution, so please forgive in advance any lack of grace on my part.
I recently removed myself from a caustic relationship and have moved back to more familiar tree lines, closer to home and family. There are only three reasons a man ever moves anywhere: labor, love, or family. This is true for me also.
I was met on my arrival home by very old and well loved friends whose company is brilliant and sharp and vibrant. Whose company I have missed very much.
Two months later: "I'm in a V" or "I'm hinged to a primary" ?
Not my language, so I won't use it here, yet. But the important thing for you to know is that I am here, and I will always take calculated risks for love.
I am in a relationship now with a friend I hold very dear to me, whose husband I respect and admire. I trust them both without question. At an earlier, more conventional evolution of our friendship, they offered and gave me a place in their home as a roommate and renter, let me walk their dogs, and offered me open ears and hearts. These are big people.
Every unknown step in our new journey has been difficult, but I think we are all keeping our wits about us, dowsing each other with water in this trial by fire. We're all trying insanely hard. The three of us are each driven intensely by our artistic passions and endeavors. We are powerful people: we do a lot of working, a lot of praying, a lot of playing. We are generous.
We communicate, sometimes in subtle ways, when direct communication is either too painful, too inconvenient, or just plain tiresome. We tried to keep a sense of humor.
It's brilliant really. Honest for sure.
That being said, it occurred to me one tough morning that there is no amount of generosity that makes this easy, that makes the daemons any less diligent, or the distance left to travel any shorter.
None of this ever would have shown up on my radar, this redistribution of love, if it hadn't been done with patience, trust, and respect.
We have very far to travel, the three of us, and I just wanted to let everyone know that I am here, with as little baggage as I can muster for the trip.
Anyone need the rest area?