On the precipice of launching into ‘the dark’ with my next post…I was talking with a colleague of mine this week. She is crazy smart. I say this ‘crazy’ in a really positive way, as in über, she is much younger than I but with this depth of smart passionate being that is inspiring and humbling.
We were talking of work stuff and it segued into personal stories. What I learnt (well, confirmed my knowing from collective conversations of ilk with cross-section of people) is that we all have some deeper ‘crazy’ in our lives.
I am not talking here of; dance with abandon, get a little sassy, try some food you wouldn’t usually eat. I mean ‘crazy’ in the not even remotely jovial sense. I mean it in the old school sense of have totally lost the context of dignified reality. I am talking of when you have witnessed the substance of someone you knew…… fade, distort and then disappear ….leaving just a smeared shadow that looks like them but in no way reflects who they were as a person. The wit, the intellect, the connection, the values, the dignity ….all gone.
And when you think yourself on the ‘grounded’ side of the line of ‘crazy’….you need to be acutely aware of that line…..it is thin and wobbly when you have a link to someone who could drag you over the edge, whether intentionally or not.
For the ‘grounded’ be aware ……mountain climbers tethered together, you and your crazy connection ….you are the lead and the second guy (crazy) falls into the looming abyss… as much as it pains you, you need to swiftly cut the cord or you too will be dragged down…..down….down….(amendment…this is what I needed to do in my situation and more importantly able to do in my situation. Every situation and your relationship to it differs….some people can walk away, some people simply don’t have that choice.)