I blogged recently about Jenny Block's book Open: Love, Sex and Life in an Open Marriage. I just read an article written about Block and her book in the Observer UK. Great read. Please let me know what you think of it.
Block, who, for all intents and purposes, looks like an average suburban housewife, enjoys an open marriage. She is married to a man, has a child, but also has a live-in female companion, who is also her lover. And for them, it works. And I say, cool.
No search for self would be complete without a journey into my own sexuality. As I've blogged about on occasion, the idea of being with the same sex intrigues me. I have experienced attraction to women and look forward to exploring that further. Does that mean I've changed as a person? Perhaps. Really, I think the path to self is a journey of uncovery rather than discovery. Of clearing away anything that has tarnished the reality of who you are, rather than a finding out, "gee I really like doing things this way now".
I think of the caterpillar who has the DNA for being a butterfly all set and ready to go when it enters the world. It's just a matter of a genetic switch being flipped and the butterfly emerges. But really, it was there all along. I think the me I am has always been there. It's just a matter of time before the butterfly finds its wings.
So, I play with this idea of an open relationship. It appeals to me deeply. I can see it working very well. Now, just finding someone who is as open to the idea as I am. Remember my New Years intention around calling in "The One"? It's in process people. I can feel it. ;)