Writing

The Nature of Jealousy

(I haven't posted in a while. Mostly because I've been crazy busy. Building Chalkboards. Running a Video Podcast for my church. Not doing homework. Doing homework. Meetings Meetings Meetings. Bible Studies and Small groups. Etc. Also my computer died over a week ago and after getting repairs I haven't had much time to just sit and write. Excuses aside, I figured I'd start out small to get back into the swing of things.)

The world would make you believe that in relationships there are two types of people: The Jealous Type, and the Non-Jealous Type. (Ok, the world does not really want you to believe that, but for purposes of this post I'm going to stick with that first sentence.) It would seem that most people's advice for jealousy is to simply "not get jealous." Like it were that simple. As if the person hadn't already thought of that before. How often have you ever heard someone start a story like this: "I know I shouldn't be jealous, but..."

There's always a 'but'.

Jealousy is not so cut and dry, in my opinion, and there is no such thing as a non-jealous person. I don't believe that jealousy is a choice, and to tell someone to "not be jealous" is basically telling them to not have any emotions whatsoever. Honestly I'm not sure I've ever met anyone who's told me "I choose to be jealous. I just like it. It keeps me feeling alive." So it confuses me when others talk about shutting it off, like a switch, or even propose that jealousy is wrong; when in actuality it's our response to jealousy that has the potential to be 'wrong' and not the jealousy itself.

Ask yourself, have you ever chosen to be jealous? or does it just come without warning?

It's like temptation, whereas our response could result in sin, but the act of being tempted is beyond our control. Reacting to our jealousy, however, is not necessarily a sin either, depending on how extreme we're talking, but in the majority of normal relationships your succumbing to jealous actions is not going to send you to hell; although it will be very un-beneficial to everyone involved. You could end up hurting a lot of people, including yourself, so keep that in mind.

The main problem with jealousy is not with its incarnation, but lies within the root of said emotion. Most commonly jealousy is the result of our own selfishness. We care so much about another person that we tend to claim them as our own, seeing every outpouring of affection not directed at ourselves as a potential threat pulling them away from us. We idolize our relationships to the point of worship, where nothing else matters, and by putting our identity within these constructs we become afraid of losing that person; essentially putting fuel on the fire before the spark of jealousy can even ignite.

Jealousy preys on our fears like a lioness waiting in the tall grass. She'll be there, always, waiting for your most lonely moment before she strikes, and once the chase begins you may not be able to stop it.

Do not believe you can't fight jealousy. You can. As long as you understand where it is coming from.

In our selfishness we require attention. Our girlfriend/boyfriend then becomes a product that was made for us. It becomes about what she/he can provide me. They are filling a void as a solution for our loneliness. Our selfishness is what gives rise to the majority of our jealousy. It's why you get jealous at a crowded table, when your significant other isn't sitting right next to you, but instead being friendly at the other end with someone of the opposite sex. You worry that they're going to share something you don't have. You start to think about the what ifs. You entertain the idea that they might not even love you anymore, and that's when it becomes just plain stupid.

Because you're too caught up with yourself. You act like you care but you're just being selfish.

(This is a good spot to mention that there is a difference to being selfish and red flags within a relationship. In some cases, even when you've approached the relationship in the right ways, there are moments that you have to be wary, and take notice of the warning signs. There's not time to delve into these differences however, so I'll just save that for another blog post.)

Or maybe you're not even going out yet. Maybe there is no significant other, just a common interest, or you've opened the door to "talking" (whatever you want to call it). At these times we begin to covet what is not ours, or we begin to hoard all these special moments with that person as if it is a matter of life or death. Here our selfishness becomes even more apparent as our jealousy reveals that we've claimed this person as our own without anyone's consent.

Either way you're wrong, because she is not yours, so quit being selfish.

Still believe you don't get jealous? Well perhaps you are like me, and you've been hurt in the past even despite your attempts and never acting on your jealousy, so in subsequent relationships you've decided to approach things differently. You choose to go the opposite direction of selfishness by not giving any sort of special attention. You let them do whatever they want while you keep yourself at a respectable distance, because if you don't get too close you can't get hurt. The problem is that this is just another form of selfishness. Suffice to say you don't really care about this person, and you're being too afraid to get close shows that you care more about your own feelings than their own. You're using them, again, to satisfy your loneliness in various ways, whether it's just having that person as an entity in your life or through physical intimacy, but in any case it has less to do with them and more to do with what you want.

If you haven't gotten jealous, or if you just "choose not to", then I would venture to say that you haven't really been in love, or at least in a semi-healthy relationship.*

Which leads me to believe that some jealousy is actually a good thing. I know that may be controversial, but if you're still with me this far then hear me out. There is, in fact, a positive form of jealousy that I'd like to point out. I call it "recognition".

The moment you recognize the reason that person makes you smile.
The reason they make you laugh.
The reason they make you happy.

It's the recognition of what it is about that person that you like about them so much.

Recognizing the gravity that draws you into their orbit.

Jealousy, in this light, is no longer about what we have to do in order to keep them, or to assure we don't lose them. Instead it is about why we decided to trust them in the first place. It's about why we sacrifice our own selfish desires so that we can find ways to make them happy. It's giving of ourselves, our time, our energy, and our love, while allowing them to subside our fears by replicating the same actions.

Finding a love that works, a relationship worth keeping, doesn't necessarily mean that jealousy goes away. When we get to the root of our jealous nature and turn it around, then our response to jealousy is a recognition of the truth of why we love that person in the first place.

And it makes us smile.

*Which isn't to say that if you've never been in love, or if you're waiting for the right person, that there is anything wrong with that. In fact, more power to you, and I hope you'll never have to deal with the evil sides of jealousy.

Born Ready

For the New Year I decided I wouldn't focus on resolutions or goals. Not that I don't have objectives for the next year, but I just don't want to think in those terms. I don't want another list of new habits. I don't want to track my successes or failures. I don't want to erase the past or focus solely on the future. I just want to be me. The me that I should be.

So instead of goals I'm asking myself: What story do I want to write?

When I think of a story, as a writer, I automatically think of characters first. As opposed to plot, conflict, or setting, my primary focus is always character. Who is the protagonist? What does he want? What are his relationships? What is he like?

This last one is always the hardest for me to describe. Mostly because I'm just bad at it, but partly because I hate doing it. My problem is I can't straightforwardly describe a character. I don't think it's that simple. I can't summarize a character because people can't be summarized. We are multi-faceted. The description changes depending on what point-of-view, what lens, what direction you choose to look at them. So I can't just write the characteristics. I have to write the scenarios. I have to give the character situations and circumstances. I have to see their reaction.

Because I realized that the best way to understand a character is to know how they would respond.

As I'm thinking about the story I want to write, I'm inadvertently thinking about the character I want to be, so I think about my favorite characters in films, books, or TV series. The best stories, my favorite stories, are character driven. The story, the plot, the conflict, all come from within the characters. It is not about the situation they're in or what is going on around them, but it is about the character's response. Without response there would be no journey. I conclude that this is exactly how I'm supposed to be writing my story.

For years I've been asking myself the question: Who am I?
For months I've been struggling with this issue if identity. Not only do I analyze myself, but I constantly worry about how others see me. I put pressure on myself to continue searching, to understand who I am so that I can be ready for what God wants me to do; whatever the future is. I tell myself that until I know who I am I can't possibly be of any use. I'm no good. I gotta keep fixing things so that I'm no longer a walking disaster.

But the characters I'm drawn to don't do that. They don't sit around at coffee shops for hours contemplating their purpose. They don't read non-fiction inspirational books, perusing each individual line, highlighting phrases or sentences to try and apply to their life. My favorite characters are cocky. Not egotistical but confident in their abilities, talents, or gifts; sometimes over-confident, but I prefer that to sheer arrogance. They may not know exactly who they are, but they know what they believe. Others may not know who they are, but if they stick around long enough they will see it through the character's response to certain situations. That's what my favorite characters do. They respond. Decidedly.

I want to find myself in situations in which I can respond.

If I have to use the term, that would be my resolution, but overall this is the story that I want to start writing.

Except I was left with another complication: How? I can't go looking for trouble. I can't just respond for the sake of responding; because response is about reaction, choice, and fear of the unknown. I had to let the situations find me, and allow the obstacles to come of their own accord. When you know that authentic response can't be pursued you find that you're stuck waiting, and I didn't want to be stuck waiting; because that's what I was doing before. I was tired of preparing. I didn't care if I wasn't ready for my purpose, but I didn't want to just sit around and do nothing anymore. That's not who I am. So today, after days of thinking about this, I did something strange.

I asked God to pick me up and throw me exactly where He wants me to go.

Now that's a scary thought. "Hey God, just throw me...oh...and one more thing...don't tell the elf." I didn't hesitate, I wanted him to do it, and I didn't think twice. All at once I was invigorated, nervous, anxious, and excited. Even if I don't know where I need to be, I'm pretty sure that He does, and I'm pretty confident that wherever I land I'll be forced to respond; in fact, that's exactly what I'm counting on. I no longer want to speak about who I am or what I want to be, but I want to show it. I want my re-actions to speak for themselves. I want to respond to situations, miniscule or life changing, and allow that to say who I am and what I believe in. If I don't like the response, then I change it, and next time respond accordingly. Not because I'm worried about being accepted or because I'm afraid of what people think.

True nature is exposed when characters are forced to respond.

My only hope is that when God picks me up, before He throws me, that He holds me there for a second. That He reminds me, in that moment, just how much He loves me and cherishes me. That He would believe in me and reassure me that I was made for this. I'm capable, because He made sure of that when He created me, and even if I fail, His son will be there to hold me accountable - as long as I'm listening.