Most of my working life, relationships were valuable because of what you could get from them. You proved your worth, and you were kept as long as the proof held. I was very good at proving. It is exhausting, and it ends.
This essay is about the other kind. The relationship where something comes out of it that neither of you brought in. I have had very few of those. One of them is the reason I am still running a company instead of lying on a terrace; a man came in beside me as co-CEO so that I did not have to carry it all alone, and what we built together, neither of us had alone. That is the whole essay, really. The rest is me trying to say what has to be true for that to happen more than once in a lifetime.
The marker is short: both remain whole, neither bends, both expand. If one of you is getting smaller, it is not generative, however warm it feels.
This is work in progress and I say so. The axis is stable. New things are still emerging.
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