I’m in the middle of a grinding conversation with publishing collaborators: “If we do A, then B happens, so what if we do X instead?” Brows are furrowed. We’re workin’ this problem like a piece of gum. Silent pauses. We’re thinking… thinking. Arguing our points. It’s tense and kind of wonderful.
“Hey, by the way everyone,” I raise my hand for pause, “I just want you to know, I LOVE this shit. This is my idea of fun.” And on we plod. I can respect the challenges because I know I’m going the distance with my calling. And I know that — and I mean this in the most pragmatically joyous sense — life is just one damn thing after another.
Love your problems — really love them, and the solutions appear.
Do you love the kind of problems that you have in your relationship? Like, can you love the fact that your “work” as a couple is to deepen intimacy? That’s some hard work. But can you honour that that’s your work to do?
If you can’t love the hassles, maybe you’re in the wrong place. Pick the battles that are for the best cause, your higher good — it will bolster your strength instead of wearing you down.
If you can’t love the challenges that come with your territory, you should consider moving elsewhere. To where you find problems that are more loveable and satisfying — because there are plenty of them, and they need your willingness to be solved.