Its like a wisper in the wind
Calling me to you
Making me come back each time you call
I try to fight the urge to love you
But it always wins
I find my self staring into your eyes
When I'm trying to say goodbye
I just can't go, you're in control
Something always stops me
I think its our love for each other.
2
You touch your lips to mine...
An indescribable pain begins at the center of my heart
and races throughout my body.
It captures my breath.
Takes hold of my limbs.
Battles my will not to cry.
My mind argues this intruder,
saying its secret is a lie.
But the pain is triumphant,
revealing the denied secret...
You will never feel the same as I.
A kiss from you,
and I die.
3
It's been a while now
since the last time I saw you
but each day that passes by
I can't help it...
I still think of you.
Do you ever think of me?
It's been a while now
since the last time we shared a kiss,
but when I lick my lips
I can still taste
your irresistable kiss.
Do you remember mine?
It's been a while now
since the last time I told you...
I love you.
But even though I can't say it anymore,
it doesn't mean that I've stopped.
Do you love me?
It's been a while now
since the last time you were in my bed,
but I still remember watching you sleep
as I lay awake in the middle of the night.
Do you ever miss that?
It's been a while now
since the last time you held me in your arms
but I can still feel your touch
whenever I close my eyes.
Do you feel it too?
I know it's been a while now
but I can't help it.
Everything reminds me of you,
because I am still
Very Much In Love With You!
4
She walks along, thinking of a time when all is well.
A time when the one thing;
The only thing she feels... is life
Will come to her
A time when she will walk
Hand in hand on a beach,
with the sand between her toes.
Sitting at a table for two,
Gazing across the candles
At his beautiful eyes...
Spending late nights looking up at the sky;
Making a wish on each star
For each other...
A time when every moment
Every breath... step... heartbeat...
Is remembered...
Cherished... since they are together.
She continues along.
Dreaming of walking down the isle;
Holding her fathers' arm.
And thinking that now, he won't be the only man in her life.
Making her vows
And being a married lady.
Going on a honeymoon
To the one place she hold priceless in her heart.
A time when she will be carried
Through the threshhold of a new house.
A time when there will be no more searching
For destiny...
She thinks of compassion... beauty... all the things she has
And all the things that her heart will have
She will have him forever..
She thinks of love.
5
Thinking Of You....
What would you be doing at this time?
Every moment I keep thinking the same thing...
I have left my heart somewhere
And now it appears to have become your shadow.
It refuses to come back to me.
But, how could this be true?
You were never here and I was never there.
How did you work wonders on me?
Your thoughts seem to keep me awake
Into the wee hours of the lonely nights.
They don?t even let me do anything
Even during the busy times of broad daylight.
How do I spend my life?
What should I do to end this grief?
Wherever I turn and whatever I do,
I have always your presence felt.
My eyes don?t seem to be taking in
Anything else except you.
You seem to have cast your charm upon me.
How do I break this magic spell?
There must be some intoxication
In every letter that forms your name.
There must be some numbing passion
In your sweet caring voice.
I seem to get lost in your dreams
And every moment I spend in your thoughts.
Are you even thinking about me?
Will you be able to look me straight in the eye,
Judge my feelings and utter few words?
Did you ever think about the emotional ties,
Or are you just having a good laugh
As you see that I am losing my mind?
What would you be doing at this time?
Every moment I keep thinking the same thing.
6
Have you seen my dreams
Playing in your eyes?
Have you seen my hands
Touching your dreams
In my eyes?
It is too simple and clear
After all those smiles
To comprehend your hands
Screaming the loveliness
Your presence radiates.
Hold me for another moment
In the shadow of your hands
Making me so happy like a child
In this Springtime of dreams?
7
She doesn't think she's pretty,
rather that she is quite plain.
I tell her, "No, you're beautiful,
and every time I see you, I fall in love again."
She thinks her voice sounds funny,
she says it's like a child's.
I tell her, "I think it's sexy
and every time I hear it, my passions... they go wild."
She says her eyes are such a strange hue
The color is hard to discern.
I say that makes them magical
and to be lost in them, I yearn.
She says she's not a young woman.
Her hair is no longer dark.
She knows little about love
and she's not sure how to give her heart.
I run my fingers through her hair
and tell her, "I do not care
if your hair is no longer dark
For we'll learn about love together, I know you'll do your part."
She says, " I'll try your patience.
Sometimes I can obsess."
I just smile and say, "No,
I never would have guessed."
She looks into my eyes and smiles,
then snuggles into my arms.
She says, "You must be quite blind and mad to think you love me so.
I'm afraid one day you will clearly see and then you will go."
I kiss her forehead, my smile pressed into her white hair
and say, "I may not be sane,
I never claimed to be but," I whisper,
"For the first time in my life...I clearly see."
Tuesday, July 31, 2012
Monday, July 30, 2012
SPIRITUAL: SYNCHRONICITY THAT FROM DESTINY
If we observe very carefully we sometimes in our life come across coincidences that can't be explained logically. Broadly speaking, coincidences means incidents happening together that would not happen
together; these are some sort of occurrences of improbable events. We generally treat such coincidences as merely accidental or random events. However, a famous Swedish psychologist/physicist Carl Jung (1875-1961) for the first time coined the term 'synchronicity' to explain such incidences as 'meaningful coincidences' that are not related by any casual events. His concept of synchronicity came through many surprising coincidences his patients shared with him during his practice time, especially as he began to realize that the
occurrences went beyond what could be attributed to mere chances. Since then this subject has been widely deliberated and researched even by the modern physicists especially in the field of quantum physics.
According to Wikipedia, synchronicity is the experience of two or more events that are apparently causally unrelated occurring together in a meaningful manner. To count as synchronicity, the events should be
unlikely to occur together by chance. Deepak Chopra in his book entitled Power, Freedom and Grace explained this phenomenon as "though a coincidence may seem to be an accident, in truth there is no such
thing as accident or random event. What we call an accident or a random event, is the nonlocal correlation of the universal mind. Every event is being orchestrated by infinite consciousness, and every event is a conspiracy of infinity of events. Though we may not understand it, the essential truth of the universe is that it's synchronistic and coincidental. Everything is connected with everything else, and if we are in sync with the universe, then we experience synchronicity. The more connected we are the more we experience coincident or simultaneous events".
James Redfield, a famous American author who is notable for one of the most successful books for all times titled 'The Celestine Prophecy' on the New Age Movement. He describes the first insight about following meaningful coincidences in the 'Celestine Prophecy'. He explains that "coincidences, if followed through, are
seen as a way of evolving, to a higher level of vibration. When we are in the flow we experience more synchronous events, more pleasure and less pain. The flow of coincidences is our path to higher ground".
It's true that if we start noticing carefully then such coincidences in our life are not very rare and we can certainly find out the hidden meaning behind those meaningful events. Moreover if study how life has been created on this universe then we find that there are great numbers of incredible and improbable coincidences through which life has originated. In fact, the entire universe is built on an almost infinite number of incredible improbabilities. Perhaps the greatest of all these improbabilities is our own existence as human beings. It can
be clearly established that synchronicity arises from a chain of causality that originates outside physical reality. Since we cannot see where the chain of those events begins and when and where the initial cause arises, the phenomenon is considered acausal. Synchronicities are whole packets of cause and effect spanning past,
present, and future from an alternate timeline that are instantly inserted into the original timeline as a result of intention (Deepak Chopra).
There is now a widely accepted views that synchronicity happens to everyone in their lifetime but very few people are able to comprehend and appreciate those incidents, which otherwise or superficially look random and ill-logical. Such events have for a bigger and meaningful purpose for their life as they are supposed to be turning points of their destiny. The full appreciation of synchronicity is nothing less than our personal connection with the higher intelligence (or we may call God). Synchronicity can be seen as mini miracles through which an infinite consciousness which is the ground of every being manifests itself into our lives. Hence one should accept such kind of coincidences as important guidance from the higher Consciousness or
God. They lead us to a pathway/direction, most appropriate on the long run for our life hence, those incidents should be carefully interpreted and we should derive their profound meaning. We should also keep this in mind that the meaning is not evident in that incident/event itself, but is based solely on the one that interpret or give the meaning. It is our participation in the event that makes it meaningful.
If we look at coincidences as opportunities, then they become meaningful. Once they become meaningful they allow us a heightened form of creativity through a deeper awareness of a greater reality that holds the key to our destiny. So we can think of them as direct clues designed to move along a distinct pathway that will reveal to us the secrets of our own soul's purpose as an evolutionary process that exists in a state of cooperation with a greater more encompassing process ( Meaningful Coincidences – "Synchronicity that forms Destiny" by Linda Gadbois). Modern physicists specially the quantum physicists have offered an explanation for such coincidences which otherwise can't be explained by normal laws of classical physics.
In physics, nonlocality is a direct influence of one object on another distant object, in violation of the principle of locality. Non-locality means an instantaneous communication (or influence) without any exchange of signal through space-time. According to Amit Goswami in 'Self Aware Universe', Carl Jung had a term for the
transcendent domain of consciousness wherein lies the common cause of synchronous events - collective conscious. It is called unconscious because we are unaware of the nonlocal nature of these events. Jung
discovered empirically that in addition to the Freudian personal unconscious, there is trans personal collective aspect of our unconscious that must operate outside space-time, that must benonlocal since it seems to be independent of geographical origin, culture or time.
together; these are some sort of occurrences of improbable events. We generally treat such coincidences as merely accidental or random events. However, a famous Swedish psychologist/physicist Carl Jung (1875-1961) for the first time coined the term 'synchronicity' to explain such incidences as 'meaningful coincidences' that are not related by any casual events. His concept of synchronicity came through many surprising coincidences his patients shared with him during his practice time, especially as he began to realize that the
occurrences went beyond what could be attributed to mere chances. Since then this subject has been widely deliberated and researched even by the modern physicists especially in the field of quantum physics.
According to Wikipedia, synchronicity is the experience of two or more events that are apparently causally unrelated occurring together in a meaningful manner. To count as synchronicity, the events should be
unlikely to occur together by chance. Deepak Chopra in his book entitled Power, Freedom and Grace explained this phenomenon as "though a coincidence may seem to be an accident, in truth there is no such
thing as accident or random event. What we call an accident or a random event, is the nonlocal correlation of the universal mind. Every event is being orchestrated by infinite consciousness, and every event is a conspiracy of infinity of events. Though we may not understand it, the essential truth of the universe is that it's synchronistic and coincidental. Everything is connected with everything else, and if we are in sync with the universe, then we experience synchronicity. The more connected we are the more we experience coincident or simultaneous events".
James Redfield, a famous American author who is notable for one of the most successful books for all times titled 'The Celestine Prophecy' on the New Age Movement. He describes the first insight about following meaningful coincidences in the 'Celestine Prophecy'. He explains that "coincidences, if followed through, are
seen as a way of evolving, to a higher level of vibration. When we are in the flow we experience more synchronous events, more pleasure and less pain. The flow of coincidences is our path to higher ground".
It's true that if we start noticing carefully then such coincidences in our life are not very rare and we can certainly find out the hidden meaning behind those meaningful events. Moreover if study how life has been created on this universe then we find that there are great numbers of incredible and improbable coincidences through which life has originated. In fact, the entire universe is built on an almost infinite number of incredible improbabilities. Perhaps the greatest of all these improbabilities is our own existence as human beings. It can
be clearly established that synchronicity arises from a chain of causality that originates outside physical reality. Since we cannot see where the chain of those events begins and when and where the initial cause arises, the phenomenon is considered acausal. Synchronicities are whole packets of cause and effect spanning past,
present, and future from an alternate timeline that are instantly inserted into the original timeline as a result of intention (Deepak Chopra).
There is now a widely accepted views that synchronicity happens to everyone in their lifetime but very few people are able to comprehend and appreciate those incidents, which otherwise or superficially look random and ill-logical. Such events have for a bigger and meaningful purpose for their life as they are supposed to be turning points of their destiny. The full appreciation of synchronicity is nothing less than our personal connection with the higher intelligence (or we may call God). Synchronicity can be seen as mini miracles through which an infinite consciousness which is the ground of every being manifests itself into our lives. Hence one should accept such kind of coincidences as important guidance from the higher Consciousness or
God. They lead us to a pathway/direction, most appropriate on the long run for our life hence, those incidents should be carefully interpreted and we should derive their profound meaning. We should also keep this in mind that the meaning is not evident in that incident/event itself, but is based solely on the one that interpret or give the meaning. It is our participation in the event that makes it meaningful.
If we look at coincidences as opportunities, then they become meaningful. Once they become meaningful they allow us a heightened form of creativity through a deeper awareness of a greater reality that holds the key to our destiny. So we can think of them as direct clues designed to move along a distinct pathway that will reveal to us the secrets of our own soul's purpose as an evolutionary process that exists in a state of cooperation with a greater more encompassing process ( Meaningful Coincidences – "Synchronicity that forms Destiny" by Linda Gadbois). Modern physicists specially the quantum physicists have offered an explanation for such coincidences which otherwise can't be explained by normal laws of classical physics.
In physics, nonlocality is a direct influence of one object on another distant object, in violation of the principle of locality. Non-locality means an instantaneous communication (or influence) without any exchange of signal through space-time. According to Amit Goswami in 'Self Aware Universe', Carl Jung had a term for the
transcendent domain of consciousness wherein lies the common cause of synchronous events - collective conscious. It is called unconscious because we are unaware of the nonlocal nature of these events. Jung
discovered empirically that in addition to the Freudian personal unconscious, there is trans personal collective aspect of our unconscious that must operate outside space-time, that must benonlocal since it seems to be independent of geographical origin, culture or time.
JOURNAL: WHAT I LEARNED IN MY LIFE
I am making an attempt to recapitulate what I have so far learnt in my life. The process of learning and off course unlearning too is continuous and subjected to changes as we grow psychologically and spiritually in our life time. In this blog I have explained many of these lessons in greater detail.
1. Life can never be smooth. Very often we feel jerks as if we are on rollercoaster ride.
2. While traveling along the undulating road, we learn lessons about life as we come across success and failure, pain and joy, happiness and suffering.
3. Fear of suffering is far more painful than the suffering itself. That's why we fear old age and not the death.
4. We do have a vast ability to change and shape not only our self but also others depending upon how we choose to think, behave and act with others.
5. True and dependable friends are always very few. Most of the time, their numbers do not exceed the magic figure of 10.
6. We get more and more mystified and bewildered if we start exploring/searching answers for the mysteries surrounding our life.
7. We all need God not only for emotional and psychological support but for finding answers to solve life's major puzzles.
8. We all have a very limited capacity to know the true reality around us and the world. The reality we perceive is largely illusionary and very far from the ultimate reality.
9. Pain and suffering very often act like a catalyst in speeding up our spiritual journey.
10. Though we come into this world with a genetically pre-determined psychosomatic body but we have a huge potential to change our behavior, lifestyle, thinking pattern and actions (through neuroplaticity).
11. On quite a few occasions, we come across meaningful coincidences (called synchronicity) but we fail to comprehend those events. However, we do realize the importance of such events later on.
12. Uncertainty and change are the fundamental features of our life and the surrounding world. Accepting that all things – you, me, my body, the world, the universe change all the time can solve half of our problems.
13. Hard conditioning of our behavior and role of subconscious mind in our decision making and actions play a vital role in shaping our destiny.
14. Human nature is fundamentally very fragile because of undercurrent feeling of fear and anxiety (though mostly unreal and unfounded) we encounter most of the time in our life.
15. Race for acquiring things like money, status and power that govern the materialistic world has destroyed the very spiritual nature of man.
16. The most destructive habit in us is allowing our mind to wander and indulge in negative thoughts and emotions like anger and hatred,
17. The world around us is merely a reflection of what happens in our inner world.
18. The worst thing in life would be without hope, faith and love.
19. Small and minor incidents and actions can sometimes have vast and devastating effects on our life and they can change the direction of life's journey.
1. Life can never be smooth. Very often we feel jerks as if we are on rollercoaster ride.
2. While traveling along the undulating road, we learn lessons about life as we come across success and failure, pain and joy, happiness and suffering.
3. Fear of suffering is far more painful than the suffering itself. That's why we fear old age and not the death.
4. We do have a vast ability to change and shape not only our self but also others depending upon how we choose to think, behave and act with others.
5. True and dependable friends are always very few. Most of the time, their numbers do not exceed the magic figure of 10.
6. We get more and more mystified and bewildered if we start exploring/searching answers for the mysteries surrounding our life.
7. We all need God not only for emotional and psychological support but for finding answers to solve life's major puzzles.
8. We all have a very limited capacity to know the true reality around us and the world. The reality we perceive is largely illusionary and very far from the ultimate reality.
9. Pain and suffering very often act like a catalyst in speeding up our spiritual journey.
10. Though we come into this world with a genetically pre-determined psychosomatic body but we have a huge potential to change our behavior, lifestyle, thinking pattern and actions (through neuroplaticity).
11. On quite a few occasions, we come across meaningful coincidences (called synchronicity) but we fail to comprehend those events. However, we do realize the importance of such events later on.
12. Uncertainty and change are the fundamental features of our life and the surrounding world. Accepting that all things – you, me, my body, the world, the universe change all the time can solve half of our problems.
13. Hard conditioning of our behavior and role of subconscious mind in our decision making and actions play a vital role in shaping our destiny.
14. Human nature is fundamentally very fragile because of undercurrent feeling of fear and anxiety (though mostly unreal and unfounded) we encounter most of the time in our life.
15. Race for acquiring things like money, status and power that govern the materialistic world has destroyed the very spiritual nature of man.
16. The most destructive habit in us is allowing our mind to wander and indulge in negative thoughts and emotions like anger and hatred,
17. The world around us is merely a reflection of what happens in our inner world.
18. The worst thing in life would be without hope, faith and love.
19. Small and minor incidents and actions can sometimes have vast and devastating effects on our life and they can change the direction of life's journey.
SPIRITUAL: INNER SELF
Existence of 'inner self' or we often call it 'soul' has always been a point of philosophical discussion as there is no evidence to indicate its existence in this materialistic world where we always look for empirical evidences. Many a times, we call it just an illusion of our mind. Its presence is hardly felt especially when we lead a busy and enjoyable life as we are totally lost in pleasure and joy in power and money driven world. However, we realize its presence or existence when we start searching answers for bigger mysteries of life or when we
start following a spiritual pathway to attain sustainable happiness and peace in material world. .
Recently I came across a very interesting and thought provoking story or metaphor in The Spiritual Universe by Fred Allan Wolf, a theoretical physicist and writer on the subjects of quantum physics, consciousness, and their relationship. Before I further dwell on this so called 'inner self' or the 'soul' lets see how this story goes.
You suddenly find yourself as a passenger on a ship moving across the ocean. You are in the ship's bowels and it is pitch black. You are able to move around the inside the ship, but since you don't know where everything is and because of the darkness, you bump into things. Eventually, as time passes, you learn how to fuel the ship, to keep it maintained and running, and even how to control the steering mechanism, but since there are no portholes to look out, you can't see in which direction to go. Besides, once you get used to the darkness, there is lot to amuse you inside the ship: TV, movies and good things to eat, taste and sense. But, you still cannot see the outside, so you find a point to attempt steering.
The ship moving across a vast ocean appears to be drifting without direction. Once in a while you are buffeted about as the ship seems to take a different direction. You wonder why it takes such a meandering path, sometimes going this way and sometimes in just the opposite direction. At times, particularly when the ship's direction changes, you hear a vague, almost imperceptible voice coming from outside the ship. It is calling to you. You have heard the voice from outside before but have ignored it, thinking it was only your imagination. After a while you hardly hear the voice at all.
Then one day something goes terribly wrong. The ship appears to be jostling about, rolling, pitching and yawning violently. You feel lost and ill to the point of terror. You begin to cry out, seeking help, crying for a vision and healing. You curse the powers that have placed you in this predicament and now you insist on knowing where the ship is heading.
This story is a metaphor of our life. We are the self inside the ship and our inner self or soul is the person outside the ship whose faint voices we often hear but ignore them very conveniently. It shows that our inner self and the self (or our egoic self) both are engaged in a conflicting situation of duality, each somewhat helpless and incomplete without the help of the other, to control the ship which is our physical body moving through life. The self is totally identified with the body and mind, while the inner self or the soul remains
somewhat separate from materialistic concerns but in the moment of crisis, or during bad/difficult phase of life it tries to guide and help us if we are ready to hear its voice. Inner self always give messages through our heart and intuition and not the mind.
Our inner self also enables us to come out from the hard shell of ego provided we encourage it. However, we all love to hear our own voice (and not the voice of inner self) because it always agrees with what we do in our life. Our inner self or the soul always have our best interests at heart and know about everything we do. Inner self doesn't allow us to suffer but we, at times, when ignore to feel its voice make her suffer. Fred Alan in that book concludes by saying that humanity needs to listen until such times as the voice of inner self
or the soul is heard throughout the universe as the only voice of love and compassion that has ever existed.
start following a spiritual pathway to attain sustainable happiness and peace in material world. .
Recently I came across a very interesting and thought provoking story or metaphor in The Spiritual Universe by Fred Allan Wolf, a theoretical physicist and writer on the subjects of quantum physics, consciousness, and their relationship. Before I further dwell on this so called 'inner self' or the 'soul' lets see how this story goes.
You suddenly find yourself as a passenger on a ship moving across the ocean. You are in the ship's bowels and it is pitch black. You are able to move around the inside the ship, but since you don't know where everything is and because of the darkness, you bump into things. Eventually, as time passes, you learn how to fuel the ship, to keep it maintained and running, and even how to control the steering mechanism, but since there are no portholes to look out, you can't see in which direction to go. Besides, once you get used to the darkness, there is lot to amuse you inside the ship: TV, movies and good things to eat, taste and sense. But, you still cannot see the outside, so you find a point to attempt steering.
The ship moving across a vast ocean appears to be drifting without direction. Once in a while you are buffeted about as the ship seems to take a different direction. You wonder why it takes such a meandering path, sometimes going this way and sometimes in just the opposite direction. At times, particularly when the ship's direction changes, you hear a vague, almost imperceptible voice coming from outside the ship. It is calling to you. You have heard the voice from outside before but have ignored it, thinking it was only your imagination. After a while you hardly hear the voice at all.
Then one day something goes terribly wrong. The ship appears to be jostling about, rolling, pitching and yawning violently. You feel lost and ill to the point of terror. You begin to cry out, seeking help, crying for a vision and healing. You curse the powers that have placed you in this predicament and now you insist on knowing where the ship is heading.
This story is a metaphor of our life. We are the self inside the ship and our inner self or soul is the person outside the ship whose faint voices we often hear but ignore them very conveniently. It shows that our inner self and the self (or our egoic self) both are engaged in a conflicting situation of duality, each somewhat helpless and incomplete without the help of the other, to control the ship which is our physical body moving through life. The self is totally identified with the body and mind, while the inner self or the soul remains
somewhat separate from materialistic concerns but in the moment of crisis, or during bad/difficult phase of life it tries to guide and help us if we are ready to hear its voice. Inner self always give messages through our heart and intuition and not the mind.
Our inner self also enables us to come out from the hard shell of ego provided we encourage it. However, we all love to hear our own voice (and not the voice of inner self) because it always agrees with what we do in our life. Our inner self or the soul always have our best interests at heart and know about everything we do. Inner self doesn't allow us to suffer but we, at times, when ignore to feel its voice make her suffer. Fred Alan in that book concludes by saying that humanity needs to listen until such times as the voice of inner self
or the soul is heard throughout the universe as the only voice of love and compassion that has ever existed.
PERSONAL/ LOVE LETTER: GET LOST WITH ME
Dear Future Soulmate,
Come here lover, we have much to explore. Come tumble into bed with me and hide beneath the sheets. Let us take each others clothes off, very slowly. I want to explore you gently. Let my hands run along every
inch of your skin. I want to find the places that make you gasp and moan. I want to find every flaw and scar on you, because that is what makes you, you.
I want to kiss you. Not just your mouth, but all over. I want to taste your skin with my tongue. I want the room to echo with the sounds of my kisses all over your body. I want to nibble on your most precious spots. I want to hear you moan for me.
Will you let me touch you all over? Can I run my hands over the arch of your back and let my fingertips trace your spine? I want to feel the goosebumps erupt beneath my touch. Can I squeeze your ass as my
hands run over it? I want to press my body into yours. I want to feel the closeness between you and I.
Touch me lover. Explore this new body in front of you. Let your fingers tell a story while your voice resonates in my ears. Press your lips against mine before letting your tongue trail down my neck. Bite my shoulders. Grab hold of my flesh with your hands and hold onto me tightly. Don't let me go. Make me yours. Make me yours during the time we have beneath these sheets.
Get lost with me. Get lost within me. Abandon yourself. Acquiesce to your passions. Forget everything around you. Look at me. Smell me. Feel me. Hear me. Taste me. I am yours. You are mine. Now let us take
each other.
Come here lover, we have much to explore. Come tumble into bed with me and hide beneath the sheets. Let us take each others clothes off, very slowly. I want to explore you gently. Let my hands run along every
inch of your skin. I want to find the places that make you gasp and moan. I want to find every flaw and scar on you, because that is what makes you, you.
I want to kiss you. Not just your mouth, but all over. I want to taste your skin with my tongue. I want the room to echo with the sounds of my kisses all over your body. I want to nibble on your most precious spots. I want to hear you moan for me.
Will you let me touch you all over? Can I run my hands over the arch of your back and let my fingertips trace your spine? I want to feel the goosebumps erupt beneath my touch. Can I squeeze your ass as my
hands run over it? I want to press my body into yours. I want to feel the closeness between you and I.
Touch me lover. Explore this new body in front of you. Let your fingers tell a story while your voice resonates in my ears. Press your lips against mine before letting your tongue trail down my neck. Bite my shoulders. Grab hold of my flesh with your hands and hold onto me tightly. Don't let me go. Make me yours. Make me yours during the time we have beneath these sheets.
Get lost with me. Get lost within me. Abandon yourself. Acquiesce to your passions. Forget everything around you. Look at me. Smell me. Feel me. Hear me. Taste me. I am yours. You are mine. Now let us take
each other.
Sunday, July 29, 2012
SURRENDER: WOMAN'S INABILITY TO SURENDER
A woman’s inability to ‘surrender’ so-to-speak, is to do with this underlying power struggle that plagues many relationships. Many people don’t want to ‘make the first move’, say I love you too much, be vulnerable to their partner/show their vulnerability, show love as often as they should, because they fear that the other person may then have more ‘power’, or ‘control’ of the situation.
The reality is that, no matter how much we want to avoid pain, it’s going to come. Pain is a part of life. It’s there to remind us that we are alive. Unfortunately, in today’s society, honesty and showing our emotions/vulnerabilities is not encouraged. This is where the idea of ‘surrendering’ to a man can be mistaken to mean ‘the man has the power’, or that ‘the man has control of the woman’, or the idea that ‘the man is oppressing the woman’, and that the women is WEAK. This is not true. If a woman shows her vulnerability, then it seems that she is ‘weak’.
In a loving relationship, there is no such thing as power, or control. Both spouses are equal, yet different. One of the most beautiful things about a relationship is that the feminine energy can feed a masculine man’s heart. And, the masculine energy can totally light up the feminine energy. The feminine energy is never truly free unless and until the masculine energy shows up for real, and is ready and wiling to protect and serve. Both energies need to feed each other.
The idea behind surrendering to the masculine energy, is not becoming more masculine to survive, no longer fearing it; and needing to stand up to it or fight it – but to trust it and let it protect you, and to actually let it have its own role in your life. That’s what it’s there for.Surrendering means letting go. And trusting, and letting a man take care of you when you need it. It’s also about letting him in, and liberating yourself from your fears.
Masculine and feminine core energy is very much about sex. So many women have trouble truly opening up and letting go during sex. And, that’s understandable. These days, the word ‘slut’ is thrown around a fair bit, and most women don’t prefer to be labelled a slut.
What does surrendering to masculine energy involve?
- You have to be 100% in your feminine energy at a given time to fully be open to/surrender and let the masculine energy in. Femininity is beautiful, and any masculine man will live AND die for it. The masculine energy is here to protect, and I believe this wholeheartedly. All we have to do is look at the large number of powerful movies about some villain who slaughters a man’s family or wife/girlfriend, and what that man becomes when this happens to him. Think of the movies Death Sentence, A Man Apart, Law Abiding Citizen, Taken, and Man On Fire (get them and watch them if you haven’t already) The simple message taken from these movies is: never take away a man’s wife and children, or a woman who is close to him in his life.
- The more feminine you are, the more masculinity you will trigger in a man. If you want to experience powerful sexual drive, passion, and aliveness, let go of the past hurts, the pains, the men who may have hurt you or taken advantage of you let go of your need to be ‘in control’, let go of the need to be ‘strong’ and vicious. Once you really let go and learn to breathe and relieve yourself of the past pain and suffering, you can and WILL either attract that masculine/loving male in to your life, or if you are taken, you will bring out the most amazing and intense masculinity in your man – and not only that, but you and your man will be able to heal each other.
- Don’t resist the masculine energy.The more you let go of emotional, sexual and physical resistance, the better your life will become. You will also have the sex life that other humans only dream of. A woman’s feminine energy fuels a man’s masculine energy. It’s like the positive and negative charges. This translates to the feminine and masculine energy. A woman ‘wearing the pants’ in a relationship is the worst thing that could happen. Whilst a woman should be able to hold her own, be a challenge to a man, have her own ideas, dreams and be able to influence people in her own feminine way – the man must have a very real masculine role with her and his family. If two people are too similar, they’re more like friends. This is why sex is so important in a relationship. If sex is gone – then there’s not much left to your union as a man and a woman. You become more like housemates or companions.
Most men just want women to relax, stop thinking about 150 million things at once (especially during sex) and make time for HIM, to be open to him and be intimate. And, intimacy is not just about sex. You must make your man feel important, and not second to the homemaking, your career, the children, your girlfriends, the laundry, feeding the dog, going shopping, visiting your parents, etc etc. Women always find things to worry about or think about!
“Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it” – RUMI
The reality is that, no matter how much we want to avoid pain, it’s going to come. Pain is a part of life. It’s there to remind us that we are alive. Unfortunately, in today’s society, honesty and showing our emotions/vulnerabilities is not encouraged. This is where the idea of ‘surrendering’ to a man can be mistaken to mean ‘the man has the power’, or that ‘the man has control of the woman’, or the idea that ‘the man is oppressing the woman’, and that the women is WEAK. This is not true. If a woman shows her vulnerability, then it seems that she is ‘weak’.
In a loving relationship, there is no such thing as power, or control. Both spouses are equal, yet different. One of the most beautiful things about a relationship is that the feminine energy can feed a masculine man’s heart. And, the masculine energy can totally light up the feminine energy. The feminine energy is never truly free unless and until the masculine energy shows up for real, and is ready and wiling to protect and serve. Both energies need to feed each other.
The idea behind surrendering to the masculine energy, is not becoming more masculine to survive, no longer fearing it; and needing to stand up to it or fight it – but to trust it and let it protect you, and to actually let it have its own role in your life. That’s what it’s there for.Surrendering means letting go. And trusting, and letting a man take care of you when you need it. It’s also about letting him in, and liberating yourself from your fears.
Masculine and feminine core energy is very much about sex. So many women have trouble truly opening up and letting go during sex. And, that’s understandable. These days, the word ‘slut’ is thrown around a fair bit, and most women don’t prefer to be labelled a slut.
What does surrendering to masculine energy involve?
- You have to be 100% in your feminine energy at a given time to fully be open to/surrender and let the masculine energy in. Femininity is beautiful, and any masculine man will live AND die for it. The masculine energy is here to protect, and I believe this wholeheartedly. All we have to do is look at the large number of powerful movies about some villain who slaughters a man’s family or wife/girlfriend, and what that man becomes when this happens to him. Think of the movies Death Sentence, A Man Apart, Law Abiding Citizen, Taken, and Man On Fire (get them and watch them if you haven’t already) The simple message taken from these movies is: never take away a man’s wife and children, or a woman who is close to him in his life.
- The more feminine you are, the more masculinity you will trigger in a man. If you want to experience powerful sexual drive, passion, and aliveness, let go of the past hurts, the pains, the men who may have hurt you or taken advantage of you let go of your need to be ‘in control’, let go of the need to be ‘strong’ and vicious. Once you really let go and learn to breathe and relieve yourself of the past pain and suffering, you can and WILL either attract that masculine/loving male in to your life, or if you are taken, you will bring out the most amazing and intense masculinity in your man – and not only that, but you and your man will be able to heal each other.
- Don’t resist the masculine energy.The more you let go of emotional, sexual and physical resistance, the better your life will become. You will also have the sex life that other humans only dream of. A woman’s feminine energy fuels a man’s masculine energy. It’s like the positive and negative charges. This translates to the feminine and masculine energy. A woman ‘wearing the pants’ in a relationship is the worst thing that could happen. Whilst a woman should be able to hold her own, be a challenge to a man, have her own ideas, dreams and be able to influence people in her own feminine way – the man must have a very real masculine role with her and his family. If two people are too similar, they’re more like friends. This is why sex is so important in a relationship. If sex is gone – then there’s not much left to your union as a man and a woman. You become more like housemates or companions.
Most men just want women to relax, stop thinking about 150 million things at once (especially during sex) and make time for HIM, to be open to him and be intimate. And, intimacy is not just about sex. You must make your man feel important, and not second to the homemaking, your career, the children, your girlfriends, the laundry, feeding the dog, going shopping, visiting your parents, etc etc. Women always find things to worry about or think about!
“Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it” – RUMI
LOVE: WRITING DOWN EVERYTHING I AM FEELING...TAKING IT OUT OF MY SOUL
All of us have had this experience. At some point, we have each said through our tears, “I’m suffering for a love that’s not worth it.” We suffer because we feel we are giving more than we receive. We suffer because our love is going unrecognized. We suffer because we are unable to impose our own rules. But ultimately there is no good reason for our suffering, for in every love lies the seed of our growth. The more we love, the closer we come to spiritual experience. Those who are truly enlightened, those whose souls are illuminated by love, have been able to overcome all of the inhibitions and preconceptions of their era. They have been able to sing, to laugh, and to pray out loud; they have danced and shared what Saint Paul called “the madness of saintliness.” They have been joyful—because those who love conquer the world and have no fear of loss. True love is an act of total surrender.
Perhaps love makes us old before our time—or young, if youth has passed. But how can I not recall those moments? That is why I write—to try to turn sadness into longing, solitude into remembrance.
All love stories are the same.
You have to take risks, We will only understand the miracle of life fully when we allow the unexpected to happen.
Pitiful is the person who is afraid of taking risks. Perhaps this person will never be disappointed or disillusioned; perhaps she wont’ suffer the way people do when they have a dream to follow. But when that person looks back—and at some point everyone looks back—she will hear her heart saying, “What have you done with the miracles that God planted in your days? What have you done with the talents God bestowed on you? You buried yourself in a cave because you were fearful of losing those talents. So this is your heritage: the certainty that you wasted your life.”
Pitiful are the people who must realize this. Because when they are finally able to believe in miracles, their life’s magic moments will have already passed them by.
But love is much like a dam: if you allow a tiny crack to form through which only a trickle of water can pass, that trickle will quickly bring down the whole structure, and soon no one will be able to control the force of the current.
For when those walls come down, then loves takes over, and it no longer matters what is possible or impossible; it doesn’t even matter whether we can keep the loved one at our side. To love is to lose control.
Love is a trap. When it appears, we see only its light, not its shadows.
Life takes us by surprise and orders us to move toward the unknown—even when we don’t want to and when we think we don’t need to.
“I am just like everyone else who listens to their heart: a person who is enchanted by the mystery of life. Who is open to miracles, who experiences joy and enthusiasm for what they do. It’s just that the Other, afraid of disappointment, kept me from taking action.”“But there is suffering in life, And there are defeats. No one can avoid them. But it’s better to lose some of the battles in the struggle for your dreams than to be defeated without ever even knowing what you’re fighting for.”
Yes, my mind was wandering. I wished I were there with someone who could bring peace to my heart—someone with whom I could spend a little time without being afraid that I would lose her the next day. With that reassurance, the time would pass more slowly. We could be silent for a while because we’d know we had the rest of our lives together for conversation. I wouldn’t have to worry about serious matters, about difficult decisions and hard words.
I began to imagine how I would like to be living right at that moment. I wanted to be happy, curious, joyful—living every moment intensely, drinking the water of life thirstily. Believing again in my dreams. Able to fight for what I wanted. Loving a woman who loved me.
But love is always new. Regardless of whether we love once, twice, or a dozen times in our life, we always face a brand-new situation. Love can consign us to hell or to paradise, but it always takes us somewhere. We simply have to accept it, because it is what nourishes our existence. If we reject it, we die of hunger, because we lack the courage to stretch out a hand and pluck the fruit from the branches of the tree of life. We have to take love where we find it, even if that means hours, days, weeks of disappointment and sadness.
The moment we begin to seek love, love beings to seek us.And to save us.
I also knew that from this moment on I was going to experience heaven and hell, joy and pain, dreams and hopelessness; that I would no longer be capable of containing the winds that blew from the hidden corners of my soul. I knew that from this moment on love would be my guide—and that it had waited to lead me ever since childhood, when I had felt love for the first time. The truth is, I had never forgotten love, even when it had deemed me unworthy of fighting for it. But love had been difficult, and I had been reluctant to cross its frontiers.
The mysteries of life fascinated me, and I wanted to understand them better. I looked for signs that would tell me that someone knew something.Truth resides where there is faith! I looked around again at the interior of the church—the worn stones, fallen and replaced so many times. What had made human beings so insistent?
Faith.
If pain must come, may it come quickly. Because I have a life to live, and I need to live it in the best way possible. If she has to make a choice, may she make it now. Then I will either wait for her or forget her. Waiting is painful. Forgetting is painful. But not knowing which to do is the worst kind of suffering.
Try, I said to myself. All you have to do is open your mouth and have the courage to say things you don’t understand. Try!
Simply having the courage to say senseless things made me euphoric. I was free, with no need to seek or to give explanations for what I was doing. This freedom lifted me to the heavens—where a greater love, one that forgives everything and never allows you to feel abandoned, once again enveloped me.
Love doesn’t ask many questions, because if we stop to think we become fearful. It’s an inexplicable fear; it’s difficult even to describe it. Maybe it’s the fear of being scorned, of not being accepted, or of breaking the spell. It’s ridiculous, but that’s the way it is. That’s why you don’t ask—you act. As you’ve said many times, you have to take risks.”
I will not talk to my own darkness anymore, I promised myself, closing the door on the Other. A fall from the third floor hurts as much as a fall from the hundredth.If I have to fall, may it be from a high place.
Our parents taught us to be careful with glasses and with our bodies. Break the glass, please—and free us from all these damned rules, from needing to find an explanation for everything, from doing only what others approve of.
“Break the glass,” I said again.
She stared at me. Then, slowly, she slid her hand along the tablecloth to the glass. And with a sudden movement, she pushed it to the floor.
The sound of the breaking glass caught the waiter’s attention. Rather than apologize for having broken the glass, he looked at me, smiling—and I smiled back.
“Doesn’t matter,” shouted the waiter.
But she wasn’t listening. She had stood, seized my hair in her hands, and was kissing me.
I clutched at her hair, too, and squeezed her with all my strength, biting her lips and feeling her tongue move in my mouth. This was the kiss I had waited for so long—a kiss born by the rivers of our childhood, when we didn’t yet know what love meant. A kiss that had been suspended in the air as we grew, that had traveled the world in the souvenir of a medal, and that had remained hidden behind piles of books. A kiss that had been lost so many times and now was found. In the moment of that kiss were years of searching, disillusionment, and impossible dreams.I kissed her hard; the few people there in the bar must have been thinking that all they were seeing was just a kiss. They didn’t know that this kiss stood for my whole life—and his life, as well. The life of anyone who has waited, dreamed, and searched for their true path.The moment of that kiss contained every happy moment I had ever lived.
Then the world changes, and we change with it.
But I didn’t want to be that way anymore. Fate had returned to me what had been mine and now offered me the chance to change myself and the world.
But how to explain suffering because of a woman? It’s not explainable. With that kind of suffering, a person feels as if they’re in hell, because there is no nobility, no greatness—only misery.
“Jesus said, ‘Let the dead bury the dead’ because he knew that there is no such thing as death. Life existed before we were born and will continue to exist after we leave this world.”
My eyes filled with tears.
“It’s the same with love,” “It existed before and will go on forever.”
All love stories have much in common. I went through the same thing at one point in my life. But that’s not what I remember. What I remember is that love returned in the form of another woman, new hopes, and new dreams.”
Write down everything you’re feeling. Take it out of your soul, put it on the paper,
Perhaps love makes us old before our time—or young, if youth has passed. But how can I not recall those moments? That is why I write—to try to turn sadness into longing, solitude into remembrance.
All love stories are the same.
You have to take risks, We will only understand the miracle of life fully when we allow the unexpected to happen.
Pitiful is the person who is afraid of taking risks. Perhaps this person will never be disappointed or disillusioned; perhaps she wont’ suffer the way people do when they have a dream to follow. But when that person looks back—and at some point everyone looks back—she will hear her heart saying, “What have you done with the miracles that God planted in your days? What have you done with the talents God bestowed on you? You buried yourself in a cave because you were fearful of losing those talents. So this is your heritage: the certainty that you wasted your life.”
Pitiful are the people who must realize this. Because when they are finally able to believe in miracles, their life’s magic moments will have already passed them by.
But love is much like a dam: if you allow a tiny crack to form through which only a trickle of water can pass, that trickle will quickly bring down the whole structure, and soon no one will be able to control the force of the current.
For when those walls come down, then loves takes over, and it no longer matters what is possible or impossible; it doesn’t even matter whether we can keep the loved one at our side. To love is to lose control.
Love is a trap. When it appears, we see only its light, not its shadows.
Life takes us by surprise and orders us to move toward the unknown—even when we don’t want to and when we think we don’t need to.
“I am just like everyone else who listens to their heart: a person who is enchanted by the mystery of life. Who is open to miracles, who experiences joy and enthusiasm for what they do. It’s just that the Other, afraid of disappointment, kept me from taking action.”“But there is suffering in life, And there are defeats. No one can avoid them. But it’s better to lose some of the battles in the struggle for your dreams than to be defeated without ever even knowing what you’re fighting for.”
Yes, my mind was wandering. I wished I were there with someone who could bring peace to my heart—someone with whom I could spend a little time without being afraid that I would lose her the next day. With that reassurance, the time would pass more slowly. We could be silent for a while because we’d know we had the rest of our lives together for conversation. I wouldn’t have to worry about serious matters, about difficult decisions and hard words.
I began to imagine how I would like to be living right at that moment. I wanted to be happy, curious, joyful—living every moment intensely, drinking the water of life thirstily. Believing again in my dreams. Able to fight for what I wanted. Loving a woman who loved me.
But love is always new. Regardless of whether we love once, twice, or a dozen times in our life, we always face a brand-new situation. Love can consign us to hell or to paradise, but it always takes us somewhere. We simply have to accept it, because it is what nourishes our existence. If we reject it, we die of hunger, because we lack the courage to stretch out a hand and pluck the fruit from the branches of the tree of life. We have to take love where we find it, even if that means hours, days, weeks of disappointment and sadness.
The moment we begin to seek love, love beings to seek us.And to save us.
I also knew that from this moment on I was going to experience heaven and hell, joy and pain, dreams and hopelessness; that I would no longer be capable of containing the winds that blew from the hidden corners of my soul. I knew that from this moment on love would be my guide—and that it had waited to lead me ever since childhood, when I had felt love for the first time. The truth is, I had never forgotten love, even when it had deemed me unworthy of fighting for it. But love had been difficult, and I had been reluctant to cross its frontiers.
The mysteries of life fascinated me, and I wanted to understand them better. I looked for signs that would tell me that someone knew something.Truth resides where there is faith! I looked around again at the interior of the church—the worn stones, fallen and replaced so many times. What had made human beings so insistent?
Faith.
If pain must come, may it come quickly. Because I have a life to live, and I need to live it in the best way possible. If she has to make a choice, may she make it now. Then I will either wait for her or forget her. Waiting is painful. Forgetting is painful. But not knowing which to do is the worst kind of suffering.
Try, I said to myself. All you have to do is open your mouth and have the courage to say things you don’t understand. Try!
Simply having the courage to say senseless things made me euphoric. I was free, with no need to seek or to give explanations for what I was doing. This freedom lifted me to the heavens—where a greater love, one that forgives everything and never allows you to feel abandoned, once again enveloped me.
Love doesn’t ask many questions, because if we stop to think we become fearful. It’s an inexplicable fear; it’s difficult even to describe it. Maybe it’s the fear of being scorned, of not being accepted, or of breaking the spell. It’s ridiculous, but that’s the way it is. That’s why you don’t ask—you act. As you’ve said many times, you have to take risks.”
I will not talk to my own darkness anymore, I promised myself, closing the door on the Other. A fall from the third floor hurts as much as a fall from the hundredth.If I have to fall, may it be from a high place.
Our parents taught us to be careful with glasses and with our bodies. Break the glass, please—and free us from all these damned rules, from needing to find an explanation for everything, from doing only what others approve of.
“Break the glass,” I said again.
She stared at me. Then, slowly, she slid her hand along the tablecloth to the glass. And with a sudden movement, she pushed it to the floor.
The sound of the breaking glass caught the waiter’s attention. Rather than apologize for having broken the glass, he looked at me, smiling—and I smiled back.
“Doesn’t matter,” shouted the waiter.
But she wasn’t listening. She had stood, seized my hair in her hands, and was kissing me.
I clutched at her hair, too, and squeezed her with all my strength, biting her lips and feeling her tongue move in my mouth. This was the kiss I had waited for so long—a kiss born by the rivers of our childhood, when we didn’t yet know what love meant. A kiss that had been suspended in the air as we grew, that had traveled the world in the souvenir of a medal, and that had remained hidden behind piles of books. A kiss that had been lost so many times and now was found. In the moment of that kiss were years of searching, disillusionment, and impossible dreams.I kissed her hard; the few people there in the bar must have been thinking that all they were seeing was just a kiss. They didn’t know that this kiss stood for my whole life—and his life, as well. The life of anyone who has waited, dreamed, and searched for their true path.The moment of that kiss contained every happy moment I had ever lived.
Then the world changes, and we change with it.
But I didn’t want to be that way anymore. Fate had returned to me what had been mine and now offered me the chance to change myself and the world.
But how to explain suffering because of a woman? It’s not explainable. With that kind of suffering, a person feels as if they’re in hell, because there is no nobility, no greatness—only misery.
“Jesus said, ‘Let the dead bury the dead’ because he knew that there is no such thing as death. Life existed before we were born and will continue to exist after we leave this world.”
My eyes filled with tears.
“It’s the same with love,” “It existed before and will go on forever.”
All love stories have much in common. I went through the same thing at one point in my life. But that’s not what I remember. What I remember is that love returned in the form of another woman, new hopes, and new dreams.”
Write down everything you’re feeling. Take it out of your soul, put it on the paper,
PERSONAL/ LOVE LETTER: FIND ME AMAZING ENOUGH TO BE WITH FOREVER
Dearest Future Love,
Confusing settling with love, fearing love and fearing loss are a few of the reasons that although I've been with women who were like soul mates, I am not with them any more.When you find a soul mate, do your best to keep her.I can tell you from experience, that each time you start searching for a soul mate, it gets harder and harder.You owe it to yourself, you owe it to her and you owe it to all of us tempted into believing that people have souls, that pairs of these souls are meant for each other and that sometimes these people cross paths, connect, fall in love and the two of you get to live happily ever after.Over the past couple of years I've had a handful of serious relationships and was married once. As much as I enjoy the many thrills of single life, I'm more a romantic. I truly favor the passion and comfort of an exclusive partnership with an amazing woman.
I wish sometimes...one woman out there...someone who is beautiful and kind would find me amazing enough to be with me forever.
Confusing settling with love, fearing love and fearing loss are a few of the reasons that although I've been with women who were like soul mates, I am not with them any more.When you find a soul mate, do your best to keep her.I can tell you from experience, that each time you start searching for a soul mate, it gets harder and harder.You owe it to yourself, you owe it to her and you owe it to all of us tempted into believing that people have souls, that pairs of these souls are meant for each other and that sometimes these people cross paths, connect, fall in love and the two of you get to live happily ever after.Over the past couple of years I've had a handful of serious relationships and was married once. As much as I enjoy the many thrills of single life, I'm more a romantic. I truly favor the passion and comfort of an exclusive partnership with an amazing woman.
I wish sometimes...one woman out there...someone who is beautiful and kind would find me amazing enough to be with me forever.
DATING/ LOVE: THE DIVINE IN ME GREETS THAT WHICH IS OF THE DIVINE IN YOU
Throughout our lifetimes, we have certainly come upon an individual to whom we’re inclined. Suddenly, you feel this sense of “knowing” – though you’ve never met that person before. And, it is in that “chance meeting” that we discover how much alike we are. The “chance meeting,” however, is no accident; a matter of fact, it is not by chance at all. There are no “accidents” in life. Remember, every encounter and every facet of our lives is laid out for us to explore that which is of the Divine in me greets that which is of the Divine in you.
Remember that episode of Seinfeld when Jerry says that only 5 percent of the population is date-able? Elaine asks, "Then how are the other 95 percent getting together?" Jerry's response? "Alcohol."
I was getting a lots of responds--but no one I really wanted to date. And the woman I did like already had boylfriends (or just weren't interested, sad). My mom kept telling me that I would definitely end up with someone fabulous and that I shouldn't worry so much. She said she was 100% sure and that it was normal to worry but that I didn't need to. But it was easy for her to say--she was already blissfully married! but being in New York seemed like the roughest place to date: You're always surrounded by models (honest-to-goodness perfect-skinned, long-legged, 6-foot-tall Ukrainian models) who are looking for the perfect guy who is either rich, tall, or handsome.
And then I was thinking we're all such smart, funny and wonderful people, and so many people would be lucky to have us. Why does it often take a relationship to realize that? Plus, as my mom says, "It only takes one person to have met the love of your life!" A while ago, I heard another great quote: "If you knew you were going to meet the love of your life in one year, how different would that year be?" That awesome quote reveals how much we sometimes worry about our dating lives when we could be relaxing and enjoying other parts of our lives. Suddenly, you feel this sense of “knowing” – though you’ve never met that person before. And, it is in that “chance meeting” that we discover how much alike we are. The “chance meeting,” however, is no accident; a matter of fact, it is not by chance at all. There are no “accidents” in life. Remember, every encounter and every facet of our lives is laid out for us to explore that which is of the Divine in me greets that which is of the Divine in you.
Remember that episode of Seinfeld when Jerry says that only 5 percent of the population is date-able? Elaine asks, "Then how are the other 95 percent getting together?" Jerry's response? "Alcohol."
I was getting a lots of responds--but no one I really wanted to date. And the woman I did like already had boylfriends (or just weren't interested, sad). My mom kept telling me that I would definitely end up with someone fabulous and that I shouldn't worry so much. She said she was 100% sure and that it was normal to worry but that I didn't need to. But it was easy for her to say--she was already blissfully married! but being in New York seemed like the roughest place to date: You're always surrounded by models (honest-to-goodness perfect-skinned, long-legged, 6-foot-tall Ukrainian models) who are looking for the perfect guy who is either rich, tall, or handsome.
And then I was thinking we're all such smart, funny and wonderful people, and so many people would be lucky to have us. Why does it often take a relationship to realize that? Plus, as my mom says, "It only takes one person to have met the love of your life!" A while ago, I heard another great quote: "If you knew you were going to meet the love of your life in one year, how different would that year be?" That awesome quote reveals how much we sometimes worry about our dating lives when we could be relaxing and enjoying other parts of our lives.
Remember that episode of Seinfeld when Jerry says that only 5 percent of the population is date-able? Elaine asks, "Then how are the other 95 percent getting together?" Jerry's response? "Alcohol."
I was getting a lots of responds--but no one I really wanted to date. And the woman I did like already had boylfriends (or just weren't interested, sad). My mom kept telling me that I would definitely end up with someone fabulous and that I shouldn't worry so much. She said she was 100% sure and that it was normal to worry but that I didn't need to. But it was easy for her to say--she was already blissfully married! but being in New York seemed like the roughest place to date: You're always surrounded by models (honest-to-goodness perfect-skinned, long-legged, 6-foot-tall Ukrainian models) who are looking for the perfect guy who is either rich, tall, or handsome.
And then I was thinking we're all such smart, funny and wonderful people, and so many people would be lucky to have us. Why does it often take a relationship to realize that? Plus, as my mom says, "It only takes one person to have met the love of your life!" A while ago, I heard another great quote: "If you knew you were going to meet the love of your life in one year, how different would that year be?" That awesome quote reveals how much we sometimes worry about our dating lives when we could be relaxing and enjoying other parts of our lives. Suddenly, you feel this sense of “knowing” – though you’ve never met that person before. And, it is in that “chance meeting” that we discover how much alike we are. The “chance meeting,” however, is no accident; a matter of fact, it is not by chance at all. There are no “accidents” in life. Remember, every encounter and every facet of our lives is laid out for us to explore that which is of the Divine in me greets that which is of the Divine in you.
Remember that episode of Seinfeld when Jerry says that only 5 percent of the population is date-able? Elaine asks, "Then how are the other 95 percent getting together?" Jerry's response? "Alcohol."
I was getting a lots of responds--but no one I really wanted to date. And the woman I did like already had boylfriends (or just weren't interested, sad). My mom kept telling me that I would definitely end up with someone fabulous and that I shouldn't worry so much. She said she was 100% sure and that it was normal to worry but that I didn't need to. But it was easy for her to say--she was already blissfully married! but being in New York seemed like the roughest place to date: You're always surrounded by models (honest-to-goodness perfect-skinned, long-legged, 6-foot-tall Ukrainian models) who are looking for the perfect guy who is either rich, tall, or handsome.
And then I was thinking we're all such smart, funny and wonderful people, and so many people would be lucky to have us. Why does it often take a relationship to realize that? Plus, as my mom says, "It only takes one person to have met the love of your life!" A while ago, I heard another great quote: "If you knew you were going to meet the love of your life in one year, how different would that year be?" That awesome quote reveals how much we sometimes worry about our dating lives when we could be relaxing and enjoying other parts of our lives.
DATING: IT IS SO FRUSTRATING
It’s so frustrating when you can’t find the woman of your dreams. You have to plough through dates and failed relationships. Each time you get your hopes up high when you start dating a new person…. only…. to have them broken. That’s once you realize the other person isn’t what you thought they were. And you’re back to more lonely evenings spent alone. More holidays alone. More weekends alone. It’s a vicious circle.And all the time, the clock is ticking. The years go by so quickly nowadays. And we’re not getting any younger. Those are the years we want to settle down in a loving relationship and start a family.
The Law of Attraction states “like” must attract “like.” So if we’re sending out negative energy which is low frequency, we receive negative experiences back into our lives.On the other hand, if we send out higher energy which is high frequency, then we receive positive experiences into our lives.Think of it like this: if you’re thinking all the time “I can’t find my ideal partner, I can’t find my ideal partner” guess what happens? Well, because that’s the vibration you’re sending out, you’re going to get what you sent out as Law of Attraction is the outcome. The result?Your ideal partner is never going to appear. And you’re going to keep attracting the wrong partners, who continually show up in your life. And so it goes on and on. That’s the reason why if you attract the “wrong type” of person into your life then sooner or later you attract another “wrong type” of person again
The Law of Attraction states “like” must attract “like.” So if we’re sending out negative energy which is low frequency, we receive negative experiences back into our lives.On the other hand, if we send out higher energy which is high frequency, then we receive positive experiences into our lives.Think of it like this: if you’re thinking all the time “I can’t find my ideal partner, I can’t find my ideal partner” guess what happens? Well, because that’s the vibration you’re sending out, you’re going to get what you sent out as Law of Attraction is the outcome. The result?Your ideal partner is never going to appear. And you’re going to keep attracting the wrong partners, who continually show up in your life. And so it goes on and on. That’s the reason why if you attract the “wrong type” of person into your life then sooner or later you attract another “wrong type” of person again
PERSONAL/ LOVE LETTER: LIKE MARY POPPINS....WONDERFUL IN EVERY WAY
You know what I want more than anything in the world right now? To talk to you, to be with you, this very instant. I want to sit across from you Indian style and look into your eyes and see for myself exactly how they change color in the light. I want to hold your hand in the palm of mine, and trace every line with my fingertips. I've been thinking a lot lately about taking chances. and how it's really just about overcoming your fears. Because the truth is, every time you take a big risk in your life, no matter how it ends up, you're always glad you took it. To be loved. To know that there is someone out there who would give their all to only be with you, someone more than willing to share their world with you. Someone who will take your hand and hold it, and never ever would they let it go, never would they want to let you go. Someone who holds you in their arms, someone who tells you she's holding her whole entire world there at that very moment. A person who will love you with their all. To love and be loved, that is something I wish for.
Fallining in love to me means that a woman can speak to my heart and soul and take me into her heart and want to treasure me. She knows the worth and value of who I am as a person,she knows that I'm the most precious find she'll ever find here on earth that means something.IWhen I think about my future and who I’d want to have by my side for the rest of my life, I like to think about the forever part. Can I stare at her face forever? Do I want to go out to eat with her…forever?I’m picturing Mary Poppins with her magical tape measure and when she measures herself, it says–Mary Poppins, wonderful in every way. My tape measure would say, Forever—you sure you want to stick with this one?
Fallining in love to me means that a woman can speak to my heart and soul and take me into her heart and want to treasure me. She knows the worth and value of who I am as a person,she knows that I'm the most precious find she'll ever find here on earth that means something.IWhen I think about my future and who I’d want to have by my side for the rest of my life, I like to think about the forever part. Can I stare at her face forever? Do I want to go out to eat with her…forever?I’m picturing Mary Poppins with her magical tape measure and when she measures herself, it says–Mary Poppins, wonderful in every way. My tape measure would say, Forever—you sure you want to stick with this one?
PERSONAL/ LOVE LETTER: A DREAM WITHIN A DREAM
I was dreaming last night. It was a dream within a dream. It started with one letter on a computer screen and then a word and soon a sentence. I wrote a letter to my future wife. Like a fetus that becomes a baby. Out of nothing ...there was something. I woke up one morning and I decide to put it up. This "beautiful stranger" response to me and that person was you, against your better judgment you remarked what I wrote touch your heart. No big deal. Would've been easy to forget, dismiss, delete, and move on. But instead I wrote back to you. Again, nothing much, just something little. But the little became more, and then the more soon became, well, pretty soon we were emailing..texting and talking.back and forth like crazy. Pages. Long, short, funny, weird, and just full of some of the most unusual coincidences... things we saw, or thought, or heard, places we had been at the same time. We could have met, did we already meet? No, but we figured out that there had probably been days in our past when we were no more than a few feet apart, missing each other because of... what? timing? luck? fate? We could have met in a number of places, but instead we met on online. Life is funny sometimes. I mean, online! Never in a million years would I have ever predicted something like this. never. But it was nothing short of amazing, and intense, and strange, and easy, and unique. Even when I wasn't writing you, I was writing you, in my head. I was looking around at girls in bars and restaurants and walking on the street wondering if you were there, if that was you. That girl in the car stopped at the light? Ordering a drink at the bar? Eating that burger? Walking into that store? Crossing the street? Was that You? It was crazy. I didn't know what you looked like. You could been anyone. We never swapped pictures. Just stories, and thoughts, and words. Just us. And so we met finally of course at Barnes and Nobles coffee shop, with too much coffee. and no picture, just a mental image and description. It was a disaster. The place was packed, and everyone looked like they were looking around looking for someone. EVERYONE. They all seemed to fit your description. Dark hair, dark eyes, slim, medium height. Every girl in that place has dark hair; dark eyes, and is medium height. I called you on your cell Where are you? I'm here, where are you? here, in the back. Ok, I'm coming right now...And there you were exactly liked you described yourself - dark hair, dark eyes, medium. But nooooo, silly boy with too much coffee in him. Seems dark hair is subjective - to me it means black, to others, its much more of a reddish brown. And what's medium when you're wearing 5 inch platform shoes!
"Ah, I found you." Came a voice from your lips and my heart skipped a beat as a smile spread across my face. How do I already know your voice? 'My ears have not yet drunk a hundred words of thy tongue’s uttering, yet I know the sound.' I remembered the line from Romeo and Juliet. I could not forget your voice even if I tried. At the sound, all thoughts of the odd occurrence faded.
I will realized when I see you that there was a part of my mind that had wondered if you were real, if I had not only imagined your beauty, but clearly I had not. Somehow, you are real, right down to your ancient eyes. It felt just as indescribable to look into your eyes.
"I knew it," you would say.... ‘I knew I had met you before. It’s as if we had to meet again at some point in this life. I talked to my friends about it, but they thought I was crazy, that thousands of people must say the same thing about thousands of other people every day. I thought they must be right, but life… life brought you to me. You came to find me, didn’t you?” I said in this life time. There was something about us that just clicked. Whether it was being on the same wave length with a joke or an idea, we just connected in a way neither of us had connected before. In all the world, there is no heart for me like yours. In all the world, there is no love for you like mine Whatever our souls are made of, your and mine are the same. When you begin to touch my heart or let your heart be touched by me, you begin to discover that it's bottomless. You would ask me...Do I love you? And I would say.."My God, if your love were a grain of sand, mine would be a universe of beaches. The more I know you, the more I want to know you more.You are my inspiration and my folly. You are my light across the sea, my million nameless joys, and my day's wage. You are my divinity, my madness, my selfishness, my transfiguration and purification. You are my rapscallionly fellow vagabond, my tempter and star. I want you."
I think back now and don't know how it could have ever been anyone else. In my mind it's been exactly a few months since you first wrote me. When I think about how we met the whole thing still seems so strange and unlikely. so unexpected. We've kept all those emails. It's dorky. and romantic. Like having a transcript of your first date, that first amazing conversation you have when you fall in love with somebody. I think we're pretty lucky. I think I'm pretty lucky. Online personals. Who would have thought? Life is funny sometimes. Pretty great too. I love you baby. Help me make this dream true. Find me
"Ah, I found you." Came a voice from your lips and my heart skipped a beat as a smile spread across my face. How do I already know your voice? 'My ears have not yet drunk a hundred words of thy tongue’s uttering, yet I know the sound.' I remembered the line from Romeo and Juliet. I could not forget your voice even if I tried. At the sound, all thoughts of the odd occurrence faded.
I will realized when I see you that there was a part of my mind that had wondered if you were real, if I had not only imagined your beauty, but clearly I had not. Somehow, you are real, right down to your ancient eyes. It felt just as indescribable to look into your eyes.
"I knew it," you would say.... ‘I knew I had met you before. It’s as if we had to meet again at some point in this life. I talked to my friends about it, but they thought I was crazy, that thousands of people must say the same thing about thousands of other people every day. I thought they must be right, but life… life brought you to me. You came to find me, didn’t you?” I said in this life time. There was something about us that just clicked. Whether it was being on the same wave length with a joke or an idea, we just connected in a way neither of us had connected before. In all the world, there is no heart for me like yours. In all the world, there is no love for you like mine Whatever our souls are made of, your and mine are the same. When you begin to touch my heart or let your heart be touched by me, you begin to discover that it's bottomless. You would ask me...Do I love you? And I would say.."My God, if your love were a grain of sand, mine would be a universe of beaches. The more I know you, the more I want to know you more.You are my inspiration and my folly. You are my light across the sea, my million nameless joys, and my day's wage. You are my divinity, my madness, my selfishness, my transfiguration and purification. You are my rapscallionly fellow vagabond, my tempter and star. I want you."
I think back now and don't know how it could have ever been anyone else. In my mind it's been exactly a few months since you first wrote me. When I think about how we met the whole thing still seems so strange and unlikely. so unexpected. We've kept all those emails. It's dorky. and romantic. Like having a transcript of your first date, that first amazing conversation you have when you fall in love with somebody. I think we're pretty lucky. I think I'm pretty lucky. Online personals. Who would have thought? Life is funny sometimes. Pretty great too. I love you baby. Help me make this dream true. Find me
LOVE: I AM IN LOVE
I AM Love. I need not search for it. If I desire that precious, euphoric, Divine Bliss – all I need to do is go WITHIN. I see many many, even evolved, spiritual beings still getting swooped into the cliché that you need another to experience true Love. I see many compromise their own standards, boundaries and ideologies just for a cheap shot at filling the void that lies within. Anything to mask the darkness, the loneliness, the sadness. Many are not even aware of this void because they have been masking it for so long. I, too, have experienced this void from time to time. I, too, have tried to fill it in the past with another’s love; with food; with alcohol; with my work, but always found that all those substitutes eventually just landed me in a deeper void.
In my last, long-term relationship which was my mariage... I found that I often battled with an internal conflict. I was using her love to replace the love I once gave to myself. The result was a silent, unspoken unhappiness within one I could not understand until I finally exited the relationship and returned once again to myself.
So here is my commitment to myself, no matter what, I love ME more than anything. I owe it to my own precious soul to experience its natural state of Bliss and Euphoria without the illusion that I got it from another. I will not stop until I come back to this state on my own.
I won’t go searching for a partner. I won’t go out on multiple dates, desperately hoping i might eventually find someone. I know that when I meet my next Soulmate, it will not be because I got the best pick of the litter. I will not find her through the process of elimination. I will attract her through my powerful, creative intentions and she will manifest when the time is perfect, not when I think it’s time. Divine Timing is key when meeting a Soulmate. I know if I go ‘searching’ I will certainly find a partner, a Mrs. Right-for-Now and then convince myself she is the one. I don’t want that. I have had that too many times. I want Msr. Divine-Soulmate-Because-I-Waited. No exceptions.
I won’t use dates to fill my time so I don’t feel lonely for we are never alone anyhow. Our Beloved exists within us. I will enjoy my silence, my Sacred time alone. For it is during this time of retreat that I get to experience my own intimate the one between me and God. When I am alone, I shall talk to God, dance with God and make love to God. I will get to know myself again, searching within to see who I am at this moment for we are forever changing and expanding and I am never the same person. My needs and desires are always changing so who am I at this moment? I owe it to myself to honor this ‘new’ me.
I will heal myself first! I will take the time – however long it is to go within, with a Huge flashlight. I will ask God to reveal to me what areas need healing or expansion. I will be honest with myself and admit my human flaws, weaknesses and illusions so that I can release them, instead of bringing them into my next relationship. I will not rush this process, for I know that healing happens in layers. I will not do a ‘little’ work and then tell myself it is enough. I will take a deep look at exactly what i want from a partner, write it down and then take a close look at myself. Am I at the frequency of this Soulmate that I desire and know I deserve? Do I have the very qualities that i am asking for in this person? If not, instead of lowering my standards, I shall work on myself until I do. In this way, I will be expanding myself and raising my own vibrations so high that I am assured to ‘attract’ this Divine partner.
Should I meet someone, even if I think he might be my Soulmate I won’t jump in with my eyes closed. I will befriend her, get to know her, enjoy her company. And continue spending time with myself, loving myself. There is no rush, especially if you think this person might be your soulmate. In fact, if you suspect that he/she is all the more reason to wait! You will have a lifetime together, so why rush things? I never understood why people meet, have a beautiful connection then decide to drop the rest of their world, their friends, their work, their precious solitude and consume every waking moment with that person. Slow down. Take your time and get to see every side of this person before you decide that he/she is the ‘One.’ Everyone puts their ‘game-face’ on in the beginning the side of them they want you to see. But we all have shadows. Who is this person once the ‘newlywed phase’ is over? I want to see that side before I label you as my Divine partner and definitely before I commit to you.
If Spirit should reveal to me that you are indeed my Soulmate I shall REJOICE! I shall not, however, lose myself in you. I will love you and receive your love with gladness but I will not lose sight of the most precious authentic love, which exists within me. You may add joy, peace; Bliss and love to my life but you are not the Source of it. God is the source and I shall never trade one love in for the other I shall have both. For the love I share with God, I shall share with this partner and not the other way around.
I will not try to own our love, label it, define it or claim that it will last forever nor make any vows to any of this either. I shall love you with all my heart, unconditionally. I shall love you until it hurts and i feel as if my heart is exploding! I shall bless each and every moment we spend together and thank God for each day you are in my life. But I will not write you into my future. For we cannot travel into tomorrow, though our ego will try to convince us to do this. Our fear-based Ego will tell us that we need a guarantee, we need a ‘safety’ plan, and we need to know that we can own this thing that brings us so much love. Our Ego tells us it is not safe to let go, to be vulnerable, to surrender unless there is a guarantee. But one is not truly being vulnerable and surrendering if they need a guarantee in order to do so. And I have learned the hard way that there is never any guarantees in life except that it is forever changing. The only constant is that we are energetic beings, forever growing and expanding yet we know not in which direction. Therefore, although I can hope we grow and expand in the same direction I will not promise for we simply do not know. Instead I will take a chance, put my heart on the line and love you in this present moment and that will be enough. Anything else would be an expectation and expectations set us up for disappointment.
Love is the greatest reminder of our TRUTH. It is the pathway back home. It will make us sigh, walk around in la-la land, singing and humming and viewing the world through rose-colored glasses. It will inspire us, heal us, make us laugh, make us cry, bring us to ecstasy and heightened states of Euphoria. This state of being is your Divine make-up!! You ARE Love. Find this state of bliss inside of yourself! Travel there NOW! And if you don’t know how to get there, instead of waiting on another to show you set out an intention to find it yourself! Make this your lifetime goal! So many people make their lifetime goal to find a partner, get married and live happily ever after. So your goal is Codependency? Why would anyone choose that? Instead rearrange your priorities and choose FREEDOM instead of co-dependency. Freedom means that you have this beautiful, complete and perfect state of happiness and fulfillment in your life, no matter what because you found it on your own. In this way, no one can ever take it from you either. You may have to do healing work; you may have to drop old, outdated beliefs, fears, and stigmata’s. But I assure you, it is worth it!! The price you pay will be returned to you fifty fold!!
In my last, long-term relationship which was my mariage... I found that I often battled with an internal conflict. I was using her love to replace the love I once gave to myself. The result was a silent, unspoken unhappiness within one I could not understand until I finally exited the relationship and returned once again to myself.
So here is my commitment to myself, no matter what, I love ME more than anything. I owe it to my own precious soul to experience its natural state of Bliss and Euphoria without the illusion that I got it from another. I will not stop until I come back to this state on my own.
I won’t go searching for a partner. I won’t go out on multiple dates, desperately hoping i might eventually find someone. I know that when I meet my next Soulmate, it will not be because I got the best pick of the litter. I will not find her through the process of elimination. I will attract her through my powerful, creative intentions and she will manifest when the time is perfect, not when I think it’s time. Divine Timing is key when meeting a Soulmate. I know if I go ‘searching’ I will certainly find a partner, a Mrs. Right-for-Now and then convince myself she is the one. I don’t want that. I have had that too many times. I want Msr. Divine-Soulmate-Because-I-Waited. No exceptions.
I won’t use dates to fill my time so I don’t feel lonely for we are never alone anyhow. Our Beloved exists within us. I will enjoy my silence, my Sacred time alone. For it is during this time of retreat that I get to experience my own intimate the one between me and God. When I am alone, I shall talk to God, dance with God and make love to God. I will get to know myself again, searching within to see who I am at this moment for we are forever changing and expanding and I am never the same person. My needs and desires are always changing so who am I at this moment? I owe it to myself to honor this ‘new’ me.
I will heal myself first! I will take the time – however long it is to go within, with a Huge flashlight. I will ask God to reveal to me what areas need healing or expansion. I will be honest with myself and admit my human flaws, weaknesses and illusions so that I can release them, instead of bringing them into my next relationship. I will not rush this process, for I know that healing happens in layers. I will not do a ‘little’ work and then tell myself it is enough. I will take a deep look at exactly what i want from a partner, write it down and then take a close look at myself. Am I at the frequency of this Soulmate that I desire and know I deserve? Do I have the very qualities that i am asking for in this person? If not, instead of lowering my standards, I shall work on myself until I do. In this way, I will be expanding myself and raising my own vibrations so high that I am assured to ‘attract’ this Divine partner.
Should I meet someone, even if I think he might be my Soulmate I won’t jump in with my eyes closed. I will befriend her, get to know her, enjoy her company. And continue spending time with myself, loving myself. There is no rush, especially if you think this person might be your soulmate. In fact, if you suspect that he/she is all the more reason to wait! You will have a lifetime together, so why rush things? I never understood why people meet, have a beautiful connection then decide to drop the rest of their world, their friends, their work, their precious solitude and consume every waking moment with that person. Slow down. Take your time and get to see every side of this person before you decide that he/she is the ‘One.’ Everyone puts their ‘game-face’ on in the beginning the side of them they want you to see. But we all have shadows. Who is this person once the ‘newlywed phase’ is over? I want to see that side before I label you as my Divine partner and definitely before I commit to you.
If Spirit should reveal to me that you are indeed my Soulmate I shall REJOICE! I shall not, however, lose myself in you. I will love you and receive your love with gladness but I will not lose sight of the most precious authentic love, which exists within me. You may add joy, peace; Bliss and love to my life but you are not the Source of it. God is the source and I shall never trade one love in for the other I shall have both. For the love I share with God, I shall share with this partner and not the other way around.
I will not try to own our love, label it, define it or claim that it will last forever nor make any vows to any of this either. I shall love you with all my heart, unconditionally. I shall love you until it hurts and i feel as if my heart is exploding! I shall bless each and every moment we spend together and thank God for each day you are in my life. But I will not write you into my future. For we cannot travel into tomorrow, though our ego will try to convince us to do this. Our fear-based Ego will tell us that we need a guarantee, we need a ‘safety’ plan, and we need to know that we can own this thing that brings us so much love. Our Ego tells us it is not safe to let go, to be vulnerable, to surrender unless there is a guarantee. But one is not truly being vulnerable and surrendering if they need a guarantee in order to do so. And I have learned the hard way that there is never any guarantees in life except that it is forever changing. The only constant is that we are energetic beings, forever growing and expanding yet we know not in which direction. Therefore, although I can hope we grow and expand in the same direction I will not promise for we simply do not know. Instead I will take a chance, put my heart on the line and love you in this present moment and that will be enough. Anything else would be an expectation and expectations set us up for disappointment.
Love is the greatest reminder of our TRUTH. It is the pathway back home. It will make us sigh, walk around in la-la land, singing and humming and viewing the world through rose-colored glasses. It will inspire us, heal us, make us laugh, make us cry, bring us to ecstasy and heightened states of Euphoria. This state of being is your Divine make-up!! You ARE Love. Find this state of bliss inside of yourself! Travel there NOW! And if you don’t know how to get there, instead of waiting on another to show you set out an intention to find it yourself! Make this your lifetime goal! So many people make their lifetime goal to find a partner, get married and live happily ever after. So your goal is Codependency? Why would anyone choose that? Instead rearrange your priorities and choose FREEDOM instead of co-dependency. Freedom means that you have this beautiful, complete and perfect state of happiness and fulfillment in your life, no matter what because you found it on your own. In this way, no one can ever take it from you either. You may have to do healing work; you may have to drop old, outdated beliefs, fears, and stigmata’s. But I assure you, it is worth it!! The price you pay will be returned to you fifty fold!!
PERSONAL/ LOVE LETTER: WAITING FOR DESTINY
She was haunted by a man whom she had never met. He came to her in her dreams. It was not just a reoccurring dream about some random Prince Charming archetype. This guy had flaws. He was just as mixed up and lost as she was. She would wake up from a dead sleep to the sound of his voice whispering in her ear, “Look out the window.” She would argue in her half asleep stupor, “Be quiet! I’m sleeping!” Again, he would whisper, “Look out the window.” She would eventually drag herself up from the cozy comfort of her bed to gaze out the window. There was the full moon big and beautiful. It magically called to her from somewhere in the back of her soul’s oldest memories.
She could feel him there, her ghostly suitor. She knew that if she spun around quickly, he would be standing there behind her, but every time she turned, there was nothing there but silence and darkness. Somewhere in the recesses of her mind, she could hear him silently promising, “Wait for me… I’ll find you if it’s the last thing I do.” She would toss and turn for the rest of the night feeling his intense presence and wrestling with the fact that he was not ‘real’.
As the years went on, she would learn that he did not know her name and that he called her Destiny. She began to call him Passion. She was not allowed to search for him. She was to sit still and wait. It was part of the game, part of the agreement. His challenge for this lifetime was to search for his Destiny. After all, what is Passion without Destiny? He had to learn how to recognize her. She had to learn how to wait in blind faith that he would find her. Both had to live real lives with real mates. Neither could shake the very real belief that the other one existed somewhere out there.
How many times would she convince herself that the man standing in front of her was her Passion? How many times would it not be true? How would she know when it was finally him? How many women would he mistake for her? Would Passion and Destiny burn out and give up, writing it all off as just some figment of their imaginations? Do soulmates really exist? Or are we looking for an impossible ideal?
A soulmate is not just someone that you love from the depth of your soul. They are not just someone that you have a karmic connection with. They are not just someone that you want to spend the rest of your life with. They are someone you miss hanging out with before you have even met. They are the one that upon first meeting you simply sigh in relief and say, “Ah there you are, I’ve been waiting for you.” There is no questioning, no ‘getting to know you’ stage. You have known them for all of eternity. You may want to share the stories of your journeys and how you came to find each other, but you already ‘know’ them as well as you know yourself. You see yourself in their eyes. You understand them on a soul level because you share the same source.
Unfortunately, it is not always a blissful experience. Most of us are not ready to meet our other halves because we are not even ready to look ourselves in the mirror. Until you can truly love and accept yourself, then you will not be able to love and accept your soulmate. They are not some fantasy person sent to save you from the ups and downs of real life. They will not make your life a magic perfect delight. They are not sent to rescue you, fix you, or even to make you happy. They will simply love you on a level that is unlike any other.
If you do not hear the call of a long lost soulmate, count yourself as blessed. I mean this with all of my heart. You are the lucky ones, those who never hear the soft whisper of a far away soulmate. You have the freedom to love anyone you choose. You get to make any kind of match that pleases you. Do not try to force a soulmate relationship. Be content in knowing that you are exactly where you are supposed to be, doing exactly what you are meant to do.
If on the other hand, you do hear your Passion calling, or you see Destiny in your dreams, then my prayers go out to you my dear. For yours is that path of finding the proverbial needle in a haystack. Do not ask me to tell you if they are worth the hunt. Can you bring yourself to give up the hunt even if you tried? Only you can gauge your ability to silence that cosmic voice calling you to hold out for that certain person that only you will recognize. Only you know what it is going to take to find them. Perhaps the angels will smile upon the two of you and help with some old-fashioned happenstance. Perhaps you will telepathically connect and find your way into each other’s arms. Perhaps you were just meant to experience the longing. Perhaps you will go through some bad relationships first so that when you find your Destiny, she will be that much sweeter and more appreciated. Nobody knows for sure how it will play out. But I believe that on some level, deep down, you know.
Did you already meet your soulmate and choose to walk away from each other? Was the intensity too much? Did it scare you? Was it overwhelming? Was it too hard? Will you have a second chance with them later down the road? Will you miss them forever? Yeah, probably. Will you learn something about unconditional love from them? Yeah, probably.
Did you find each other and recognize the fact that they shared the same soul as you? Did you hold on tight? Count yourselves as the very rare and incredibly blessed. Cherish the gift of finding yourself in another’s eyes and seeing just how beautiful you are.
She could feel him there, her ghostly suitor. She knew that if she spun around quickly, he would be standing there behind her, but every time she turned, there was nothing there but silence and darkness. Somewhere in the recesses of her mind, she could hear him silently promising, “Wait for me… I’ll find you if it’s the last thing I do.” She would toss and turn for the rest of the night feeling his intense presence and wrestling with the fact that he was not ‘real’.
As the years went on, she would learn that he did not know her name and that he called her Destiny. She began to call him Passion. She was not allowed to search for him. She was to sit still and wait. It was part of the game, part of the agreement. His challenge for this lifetime was to search for his Destiny. After all, what is Passion without Destiny? He had to learn how to recognize her. She had to learn how to wait in blind faith that he would find her. Both had to live real lives with real mates. Neither could shake the very real belief that the other one existed somewhere out there.
How many times would she convince herself that the man standing in front of her was her Passion? How many times would it not be true? How would she know when it was finally him? How many women would he mistake for her? Would Passion and Destiny burn out and give up, writing it all off as just some figment of their imaginations? Do soulmates really exist? Or are we looking for an impossible ideal?
A soulmate is not just someone that you love from the depth of your soul. They are not just someone that you have a karmic connection with. They are not just someone that you want to spend the rest of your life with. They are someone you miss hanging out with before you have even met. They are the one that upon first meeting you simply sigh in relief and say, “Ah there you are, I’ve been waiting for you.” There is no questioning, no ‘getting to know you’ stage. You have known them for all of eternity. You may want to share the stories of your journeys and how you came to find each other, but you already ‘know’ them as well as you know yourself. You see yourself in their eyes. You understand them on a soul level because you share the same source.
Unfortunately, it is not always a blissful experience. Most of us are not ready to meet our other halves because we are not even ready to look ourselves in the mirror. Until you can truly love and accept yourself, then you will not be able to love and accept your soulmate. They are not some fantasy person sent to save you from the ups and downs of real life. They will not make your life a magic perfect delight. They are not sent to rescue you, fix you, or even to make you happy. They will simply love you on a level that is unlike any other.
If you do not hear the call of a long lost soulmate, count yourself as blessed. I mean this with all of my heart. You are the lucky ones, those who never hear the soft whisper of a far away soulmate. You have the freedom to love anyone you choose. You get to make any kind of match that pleases you. Do not try to force a soulmate relationship. Be content in knowing that you are exactly where you are supposed to be, doing exactly what you are meant to do.
If on the other hand, you do hear your Passion calling, or you see Destiny in your dreams, then my prayers go out to you my dear. For yours is that path of finding the proverbial needle in a haystack. Do not ask me to tell you if they are worth the hunt. Can you bring yourself to give up the hunt even if you tried? Only you can gauge your ability to silence that cosmic voice calling you to hold out for that certain person that only you will recognize. Only you know what it is going to take to find them. Perhaps the angels will smile upon the two of you and help with some old-fashioned happenstance. Perhaps you will telepathically connect and find your way into each other’s arms. Perhaps you were just meant to experience the longing. Perhaps you will go through some bad relationships first so that when you find your Destiny, she will be that much sweeter and more appreciated. Nobody knows for sure how it will play out. But I believe that on some level, deep down, you know.
Did you already meet your soulmate and choose to walk away from each other? Was the intensity too much? Did it scare you? Was it overwhelming? Was it too hard? Will you have a second chance with them later down the road? Will you miss them forever? Yeah, probably. Will you learn something about unconditional love from them? Yeah, probably.
Did you find each other and recognize the fact that they shared the same soul as you? Did you hold on tight? Count yourselves as the very rare and incredibly blessed. Cherish the gift of finding yourself in another’s eyes and seeing just how beautiful you are.
PERSONAL/ LOVE LETTER: HELLO YOU
Hello you,
I'm thinking of you now, in the space that I am in. Wondering if together we'll ever be. Through time, circumstances interfere, often then and again your not near. How I yearn for us to simply be. To live together in this moment, I say that the devil introduced us as one of his best tricks. Keep two kindred souls apart time, time, time and again. So to you I vow to keep our love alive somehow. I pray for our wish to come true, so we can be together me and you. The joining of us will come my love, eventually in this life or the one that evolves after the next, but until then us Soulmates will always have mind sex.
You don't love someone because of their looks or their clothes or their car. You love them because they sing a song only your heart can understand I need a soul mate so that I can be who I am, naked. I want there to be someone who picks up my heavy, bleeding heart and takes it somewhere safe and warm.
I'm thinking of you now, in the space that I am in. Wondering if together we'll ever be. Through time, circumstances interfere, often then and again your not near. How I yearn for us to simply be. To live together in this moment, I say that the devil introduced us as one of his best tricks. Keep two kindred souls apart time, time, time and again. So to you I vow to keep our love alive somehow. I pray for our wish to come true, so we can be together me and you. The joining of us will come my love, eventually in this life or the one that evolves after the next, but until then us Soulmates will always have mind sex.
You don't love someone because of their looks or their clothes or their car. You love them because they sing a song only your heart can understand I need a soul mate so that I can be who I am, naked. I want there to be someone who picks up my heavy, bleeding heart and takes it somewhere safe and warm.
LOVE/DATING: SET YOURSELF APART
With the millions of people on this thing it's tough to set yourself apart, since apparently everyone is well traveled, cultured, funny and outgoing, but here is my attempt! I'm thinking the purpose of the profile is merely to peak curiosity, similar to a flirty smile from across a crowded room. So, I'm running with that scenario--the crowded room, you, me, mutual smiles, maybe a nod. You turn to your buddy and ask what she knows about me. Being a good friend to both of us, she's happy to oblige. Of course, I'm hoping she tells you I'm hot, but beyond that here are some things he might say: He has a quirky sense of humor and is fun to be around. He loves to write and just finished a novel--one of those romantic adventure stories. He loves to travel and is always planning a trip somewhere. He also likes the usual--movies, music, good food, family, friends, and more. He might seem reserved, but that's just because he's shy at first. He's genuine and kind, and once he gets to know you, the shyness melts away. He's got a thing for witty girl, but you don't have to be funny all the time. He's sexy and sweet and you should go for it or I will! ;) Of course from across the room I'd be doing some asking about you as well, and I'm hoping I'd hear that you are a fun woman with a great heart and a sense of adventure. Later on, after I've gotten to know you, I'd be delighted to find out that you are also honest, affectionate and genuine. Honestly, this was surprisingly fun to write, and I hope it gives you a glimpse of who I am.
There is really no "standard" litmus test for telling right away that a woman is "a good woman" or one of those "other" ones, but I know who i am and I am looking for someone who reflect me because everything I am asking for I am willing to do. Only a good man can attract a good woman, because like attracts like, I am hoping to attract the quality of woman I deserve, nothing less, nothing more....a mirror image.. She has an open and welcoming smile that goes beyond the surface deep inside her eyes -- the window to her soul. Her eyes and her whole demeanor kind of "lights up" when you walk into the room or towards her. She let's you be you. She does not want to change you - clean you up, re-make you or rename you etc - so she can love you but accepts you just the way you are. She genuinely enjoys your company - isn't afraid to ask for it or tell you that she enjoys being around you. Being around her feels like being around your best friend because you can truly be just yourself -- no feeling like you're always walking on egg-shells or trying too hard to please (and always coming short). The experience of being around her is "satisfying" in its own. She goes out of her way to do things she thinks will make you happy. She's the woman who'll call you just to say "hi" or "I was thinking of you" however busy/tired she is. She is independent and secure within herself. She does not need constant attention and does not put pressure on you to feed her self-esteem, anxiety or worries about the future. She's there for you when it's up and when it's down. She's happy out in an expensive restaurant just as she's happy sitting next to you on the couch, doing nothing.She does what she says she will do. She does not play mind games but lets you know where you stand because she cares enough to treat others the way she'd like to be treated.She shows respect for you not only in private but more so in public because she cares about how others see you and treat you. She's not just nice to people she has something to gain from but is kind and treats the doorman, the customer service rep, the waitress, the beggar on the street, a child, the elderly etc. with compassion and respect. This is a telling sign of how she'll treat you once she feels she has you and isn't trying to impress you anymore. She genuinely wants to be in a relationship with you and not just looking for "any man" to solve all her problems. She talks positively of the opposite sex but also not blind to their shortcomings. She likes the things you like and makes an effort to do even the things you like and she doesn't. She's not embarrassed or too proud to show you how much she loves you. She gives you her love and she also gives you her trust. She's positive, happy with her life and always upbeat. She does not try to put other girls/women down to look better than she really is. She makes you feel like you really matter even with all your faults and shortcomings-- and she's happy that you were born!
From the moment of birth, every human being wants happiness and does not want suffering. Neither social conditioning nor education nor ideology affect this. From the very core of our being, we simply desire contentment. I don't know whether the universe, with its countless galaxies, stars and planets, has a deeper meaning or not, but at the very least, it is clear that we humans who live on this earth face the task of making a happy life for ourselves. Love - a wildly misunderstood although highly desirable malfunction of the heart which weakens the brain, causes eyes to sparkle, cheeks to glow, blood pressure to rise and the lips to pucker Love me when I least deserve it, because that's when I really need it We can cure physical diesases with medicine, but the only cure for loneliness, despair, and hopelessness is love. There are many in the world who are dying for a piece of bread, but there are many more dying for a little love. Human beings are funny. They long to be with the person they love but refuse to admit openly. Some are afraid to show even the slightest sign of affection because of fear. Fear that their feelings may not be recognized, or even worst, returned. But one thing about human beings puzzles me the most is their conscious effort to be connected with the object of their affection even if it kills them slowly within. Thoughts-even fears- were airy things, formless until you made them solide with your voice, and once given weight, they could crush you. Let us toast to animal pleasures, to escapism, to rain on the roof and instant coffee, to unemployment insurance and library cards, to absinthe and good-hearted landlords, to music and warm bodies and contraceptives... and to the "good life", whatever it is and wherever it happens to be. Life is not about who you love and who you hurt, it's about keeping your trust, it's about what you say and what you mean, it's about judgments you pass and why, it's about jealousy, fear, and revenge, but mostly of all it's about using your life to touch or poison other peoples hearts in a way that could have never have occurred alone
The best part of loving is having someone who will literally rescue you from sadness, from being along, from all the madness in the world, from being misunderstood and from being judged.Once upon a time, it was simple. If you liked somebody, you let 'em know. And if you didn't, you let 'em know. One way or another, you knew where you stood. But as you get older, communication gets more complicated. Love doesn't walk away. The people do. I don't want to be your whole life, just your favorite part. You know you really love someone when you can not hate them for breaking your heart. And you know you're fortunately loved by someone when they still try to make you fall in love with them more after you broke their heart. Sometimes you cannot believe what you see, you have to believe what you feel. And if you are ever going to have other people trust you, you must feel that you can trust them, too - even when you're in the dark. Even when you're falling. Unless you make peace with who you are, you'll never be content with what you have
You know what I want more than anything in the world right now? To talk to you, to be with you, this very instant. I want to sit across from you Indian style and look into your eyes and see for myself exactly how they change color in the light. I want to hold your hand in the palm of mine, and trace every line with my fingertips. I've been thinking a lot lately about taking chances. and how it's really just about overcoming your fears. Because the truth is, every time you take a big risk in your life, no matter how it ends up, you're always glad you took it. To be loved. To know that there is someone out there who would give their all to only be with you, someone more than willing to share their world with you. Someone who will take your hand and hold it, and never ever would they let it go, never would they want to let you go. Someone who holds you in their arms, someone who tells you he's holding his whole entire world there at that very moment. A person who will love you with their all. To love and be loved, that is something I wish for. "There were days in the sand, we just kissed and held hands, dreamed utopic foreign lands, where we'd live together, forever" The important thing is to give whatever you can. To someone, it may be worth more than you can imagine.
It really is the heart of a woman that makes her beautiful.I love you more than anyone loves you, or has loved you, or will love you," and also, "I love you in a way that I love no one else, and never have loved anyone else, and never will love anyone else.
I really don’t know the definition of love because no one has ever showed me what love really is. They say it is felt, when I embrace my lover, when I hold her palms. They say it is to be heard, in the rustle of the leaves, in the cool breeze, in the words of the special person in my life. They say love is to be seen in the beauty of the world, in the depth of my lover’s eyes.Or as some say, is love is to be tasted, like the sweet candy that melts in my mouth, or the way I melt when my lips meet her lips?
I don’t know what the definition of love is, but does love mean sacrifices and pain? Or is it love when I kill myself for her love? If that is true love, then perhaps, I’m not in love at all. I have never felt like I have sacrificed anything for her, I have readily given up anything that I could give up to make her happy.
So what then, is the meaning of love?I have never felt pain when she fought with me, I have understood her better. And I would never kill myself, why would I want to leave such a beautiful place, and a beautiful person like her, just to prove that I love her? So am I in love with her, I don’t know.
Perhaps I still don’t know what love is, because no one has ever told me what love is. I’ve only read about it in books and listened to songs that try to explain the meaning of love.I’ve heard songs that say love is like a river, some songs that say love is like an undying flame, and yet others that say love is like a warm breeze. How can love be so many different things and yet be the same?
But I do know that my world stops when I’m with her. I burn inside and warmth fills within me as she clasps my hand in hers. I lose sight of the world when I gaze into her eyes. I don’t know what it is that makes me weak when she hugs me. She makes me feel special when she’s around me. But I did tell her that I loved her, but I’ve been thinking about that ever since the day I told her that, is it love really, what I feel for her?
I remember the first time I was in love.... I was a doing my residency. That was so such a long time ago. We dated for a year before she accepted my ‘love’ for her. The memory of that special night lingers in my mind like it was just last night. We were sitting down under the stars in the summer heat, and I was just gazing at her beauty in the cool moonlight in Central Park. I felt like a small boy peeping through the glass window and admiring the most beautiful object I could ever wish for. She sat beside me, counting the stars that enveloped us. I sat beside her, counting the skips in my heartbeat. Her tresses played on her cheeks, and I was wrapped in the tranquil feeling that I always felt around her.
I could never explain it, but I knew the closest word that could explain what I felt for her was… love. But ‘love’ was too small a word to explain everything I felt for her. The meaning of love was just too simple. I just couldn’t find it justifiable to explain so many intangible feelings in a little four letter word. But I did, and on that night, the sun shone in my heart and the bliss of the first kiss we shared felt like a never ending fairy tale.
It was a feeling that I still can’t describe. I wondered if that was how love felt, like a beautiful sight that just can’t be explained even in a million words, but I knew it was special. Many years have passed since the day I professed my feelings for her, but I can still remember it like it was last night.
A few days ago, one of my patients came to see me. He’s treading his late 80’s and is a jolly man who’s always helped me understand the things I’ve found hard to understand. His wife had passed away a long time back, and at some point of our conversation I asked him how things were since his wife died. He joked that making love to her wasn’t the same anymore! He was only kidding! (I hope) But then when I asked him what the real meaning of love was, he looked at me seriously. But his mind seemed to be elsewhere, somewhere far away, where he could still feel the emotion that seemed to have been extinguished from his life, and he told me something that I could never forget.
He told me, “Doc, you know you’re in love when you have a reason to come back home, a reason to justify your existence. You’ll know you’re in love when you can’t imagine living without this one person and you’ll do anything to have her by your side. You cannot see love, you cannot feel love, but you can feel a bond when you’re around this one person, and you just cannot explain it but it makes you feel special and taken care of. Love, my friend, is what makes you want to wake up tomorrow.”
That was nothing like the definition of love, but yet, it made more sense than anything else that defined love.I felt sad for him, but what he said made me understand what love means. I could only imagine how miserable he felt inside his jovial and happy exterior. So was that love? I think it was, and I wondered if I felt the same way. I wondered if I felt like waking up every morning to a brand new day just because I had love in my life.
Love is a very subjective word, unlike any other word in the world. I think it’s something like our fingerprints. No one can understand what another person’s definition of love is, nor can anyone ever replicate another person’s love.
Perhaps love is just a word we use when we have to define a feeling that just can’t be described, a feeling that no one else can understand but you.I found myself contemplating about love, and what I felt. I heard a lot of scientific bollocks saying that love is a neural blah and some more blah… and another thousand pages of more scientific blah! But then, I really think that love is something that is more than just science, it’s a reason that makes us believe that there is something beyond our control.
Love is a religion that you really begin to believe in. Love is something that just can’t be explained in a thousand journals, but it can bring tears of joy in your eyes when you read a letter of a hundred words from your lover. Strange, isn’t it?
I’ve written a a lot of love letters over the years, but I have to accept that I didn't written many to her ... is it because I love her less? I don’t think so.I know I still feel warm when I look at her, and I still like staring at her, as she sits down and laughs watching reruns of ‘Friends’. I adore the way she sings while she takes a lazy shower on a sunny afternoon. I still can’t take my eyes off her as she dances while listening to her favorite tunes. Maybe this is another strange thing about love. Maybe things are just taken for granted and we just feel like we don’t need to remind our better halves that we love them, anymore.
I still remember our first vacation together. It was to a place a few hundred miles away from home. I was excited and so was she. We were like two little sparrows, indulging in the delight of isolation and romantic togetherness.
I was just a boy and she was just a girl. I remember how good it felt. Six magical days, I still remember the way we just sat on a lawn on the last afternoon, and played with the little flowers that grew on the ground beneath us. I remember the days when she was away, and I missed her. I remember when I went back home all by myself. I saw other couples around me, I missed her more. I guessed that was love, what else could that be? I longed for her to come back. I remember the way her voice made my heart jump, and even though she was miles away, she still touched my heart.
I have shared so many memories with her, so many special times and a few times which hurt me a lot.But we’ve moved ahead, and we’ve been there for each other. She knows I still love her just as much as I used to, but I wish I could let her know that all over again. Love is felt best when we try to please our partner, isn’t it? I can only promise her that the love I have for her will always be. I can only promise her that I will love her forever and ever, as long as I can still see her, and hear her… in my heart.
Time can play tricks on memories, I have forgotten to close my eyes when I kiss her, and I’ve stopped kissing her on a particular corner of the street, the way I always used to as we drove by. I wonder why. My hands were always clasped in hers, everywhere we went. We even used to eat out in restaurants sitting next to each other, holding hands, even if that made it harder to eat lobsters, and drink our cokes.I wonder if she remembers all that. I want all those days to come back to me. I don’t know why I’ve stopped those little gestures that mattered so much.
I have so many special memories and times that I can never forget. We have the funniest pictures together, and a few with those romantic scented candles and ones with that perfect sunset. I really do love her more than I could love anyone else.I want to lose my sleep over her happiness, I want to serenade her before I make love, and I want to sing a soft song in her ears until she falls asleep as she rests her head over my shoulders.
Perhaps this is what love means, or maybe what I feel for her is more than just love, maybe it’s something that I would never be able to explain.But if love is the only word that I can use to describe the ocean of emotions that well within my heart, then so be it. But I want her to know that this four letter word is still too small to explain all that I feel for her, and make up for all the times I’ve missed with her. But if she would understand all that I want to say, when I say that I love her, then I would just want to say that I would love her until my eyes can’t see, my ears can’t hear, and my heart stops beating.If I were given a chance, then I would love her for longer, as long as I can feel love.
She is the only person who makes me feel so special, and I can’t imagine living without her. I want her to know that I still remember every single moment I’ve shared with her, I want her to know that I still love her just as much as the day under the stars, when we were younger, and first fell in love.I just want her to know that, come hell or high water, I would love her forever… After all, she is the definition of love and the true meaning of love for me, through the good and the bad. And if someone were to ask me what is love, all I’d have to do is look at her, because there’s no other way to define it.
There is really no "standard" litmus test for telling right away that a woman is "a good woman" or one of those "other" ones, but I know who i am and I am looking for someone who reflect me because everything I am asking for I am willing to do. Only a good man can attract a good woman, because like attracts like, I am hoping to attract the quality of woman I deserve, nothing less, nothing more....a mirror image.. She has an open and welcoming smile that goes beyond the surface deep inside her eyes -- the window to her soul. Her eyes and her whole demeanor kind of "lights up" when you walk into the room or towards her. She let's you be you. She does not want to change you - clean you up, re-make you or rename you etc - so she can love you but accepts you just the way you are. She genuinely enjoys your company - isn't afraid to ask for it or tell you that she enjoys being around you. Being around her feels like being around your best friend because you can truly be just yourself -- no feeling like you're always walking on egg-shells or trying too hard to please (and always coming short). The experience of being around her is "satisfying" in its own. She goes out of her way to do things she thinks will make you happy. She's the woman who'll call you just to say "hi" or "I was thinking of you" however busy/tired she is. She is independent and secure within herself. She does not need constant attention and does not put pressure on you to feed her self-esteem, anxiety or worries about the future. She's there for you when it's up and when it's down. She's happy out in an expensive restaurant just as she's happy sitting next to you on the couch, doing nothing.She does what she says she will do. She does not play mind games but lets you know where you stand because she cares enough to treat others the way she'd like to be treated.She shows respect for you not only in private but more so in public because she cares about how others see you and treat you. She's not just nice to people she has something to gain from but is kind and treats the doorman, the customer service rep, the waitress, the beggar on the street, a child, the elderly etc. with compassion and respect. This is a telling sign of how she'll treat you once she feels she has you and isn't trying to impress you anymore. She genuinely wants to be in a relationship with you and not just looking for "any man" to solve all her problems. She talks positively of the opposite sex but also not blind to their shortcomings. She likes the things you like and makes an effort to do even the things you like and she doesn't. She's not embarrassed or too proud to show you how much she loves you. She gives you her love and she also gives you her trust. She's positive, happy with her life and always upbeat. She does not try to put other girls/women down to look better than she really is. She makes you feel like you really matter even with all your faults and shortcomings-- and she's happy that you were born!
From the moment of birth, every human being wants happiness and does not want suffering. Neither social conditioning nor education nor ideology affect this. From the very core of our being, we simply desire contentment. I don't know whether the universe, with its countless galaxies, stars and planets, has a deeper meaning or not, but at the very least, it is clear that we humans who live on this earth face the task of making a happy life for ourselves. Love - a wildly misunderstood although highly desirable malfunction of the heart which weakens the brain, causes eyes to sparkle, cheeks to glow, blood pressure to rise and the lips to pucker Love me when I least deserve it, because that's when I really need it We can cure physical diesases with medicine, but the only cure for loneliness, despair, and hopelessness is love. There are many in the world who are dying for a piece of bread, but there are many more dying for a little love. Human beings are funny. They long to be with the person they love but refuse to admit openly. Some are afraid to show even the slightest sign of affection because of fear. Fear that their feelings may not be recognized, or even worst, returned. But one thing about human beings puzzles me the most is their conscious effort to be connected with the object of their affection even if it kills them slowly within. Thoughts-even fears- were airy things, formless until you made them solide with your voice, and once given weight, they could crush you. Let us toast to animal pleasures, to escapism, to rain on the roof and instant coffee, to unemployment insurance and library cards, to absinthe and good-hearted landlords, to music and warm bodies and contraceptives... and to the "good life", whatever it is and wherever it happens to be. Life is not about who you love and who you hurt, it's about keeping your trust, it's about what you say and what you mean, it's about judgments you pass and why, it's about jealousy, fear, and revenge, but mostly of all it's about using your life to touch or poison other peoples hearts in a way that could have never have occurred alone
The best part of loving is having someone who will literally rescue you from sadness, from being along, from all the madness in the world, from being misunderstood and from being judged.Once upon a time, it was simple. If you liked somebody, you let 'em know. And if you didn't, you let 'em know. One way or another, you knew where you stood. But as you get older, communication gets more complicated. Love doesn't walk away. The people do. I don't want to be your whole life, just your favorite part. You know you really love someone when you can not hate them for breaking your heart. And you know you're fortunately loved by someone when they still try to make you fall in love with them more after you broke their heart. Sometimes you cannot believe what you see, you have to believe what you feel. And if you are ever going to have other people trust you, you must feel that you can trust them, too - even when you're in the dark. Even when you're falling. Unless you make peace with who you are, you'll never be content with what you have
You know what I want more than anything in the world right now? To talk to you, to be with you, this very instant. I want to sit across from you Indian style and look into your eyes and see for myself exactly how they change color in the light. I want to hold your hand in the palm of mine, and trace every line with my fingertips. I've been thinking a lot lately about taking chances. and how it's really just about overcoming your fears. Because the truth is, every time you take a big risk in your life, no matter how it ends up, you're always glad you took it. To be loved. To know that there is someone out there who would give their all to only be with you, someone more than willing to share their world with you. Someone who will take your hand and hold it, and never ever would they let it go, never would they want to let you go. Someone who holds you in their arms, someone who tells you he's holding his whole entire world there at that very moment. A person who will love you with their all. To love and be loved, that is something I wish for. "There were days in the sand, we just kissed and held hands, dreamed utopic foreign lands, where we'd live together, forever" The important thing is to give whatever you can. To someone, it may be worth more than you can imagine.
It really is the heart of a woman that makes her beautiful.I love you more than anyone loves you, or has loved you, or will love you," and also, "I love you in a way that I love no one else, and never have loved anyone else, and never will love anyone else.
I really don’t know the definition of love because no one has ever showed me what love really is. They say it is felt, when I embrace my lover, when I hold her palms. They say it is to be heard, in the rustle of the leaves, in the cool breeze, in the words of the special person in my life. They say love is to be seen in the beauty of the world, in the depth of my lover’s eyes.Or as some say, is love is to be tasted, like the sweet candy that melts in my mouth, or the way I melt when my lips meet her lips?
I don’t know what the definition of love is, but does love mean sacrifices and pain? Or is it love when I kill myself for her love? If that is true love, then perhaps, I’m not in love at all. I have never felt like I have sacrificed anything for her, I have readily given up anything that I could give up to make her happy.
So what then, is the meaning of love?I have never felt pain when she fought with me, I have understood her better. And I would never kill myself, why would I want to leave such a beautiful place, and a beautiful person like her, just to prove that I love her? So am I in love with her, I don’t know.
Perhaps I still don’t know what love is, because no one has ever told me what love is. I’ve only read about it in books and listened to songs that try to explain the meaning of love.I’ve heard songs that say love is like a river, some songs that say love is like an undying flame, and yet others that say love is like a warm breeze. How can love be so many different things and yet be the same?
But I do know that my world stops when I’m with her. I burn inside and warmth fills within me as she clasps my hand in hers. I lose sight of the world when I gaze into her eyes. I don’t know what it is that makes me weak when she hugs me. She makes me feel special when she’s around me. But I did tell her that I loved her, but I’ve been thinking about that ever since the day I told her that, is it love really, what I feel for her?
I remember the first time I was in love.... I was a doing my residency. That was so such a long time ago. We dated for a year before she accepted my ‘love’ for her. The memory of that special night lingers in my mind like it was just last night. We were sitting down under the stars in the summer heat, and I was just gazing at her beauty in the cool moonlight in Central Park. I felt like a small boy peeping through the glass window and admiring the most beautiful object I could ever wish for. She sat beside me, counting the stars that enveloped us. I sat beside her, counting the skips in my heartbeat. Her tresses played on her cheeks, and I was wrapped in the tranquil feeling that I always felt around her.
I could never explain it, but I knew the closest word that could explain what I felt for her was… love. But ‘love’ was too small a word to explain everything I felt for her. The meaning of love was just too simple. I just couldn’t find it justifiable to explain so many intangible feelings in a little four letter word. But I did, and on that night, the sun shone in my heart and the bliss of the first kiss we shared felt like a never ending fairy tale.
It was a feeling that I still can’t describe. I wondered if that was how love felt, like a beautiful sight that just can’t be explained even in a million words, but I knew it was special. Many years have passed since the day I professed my feelings for her, but I can still remember it like it was last night.
A few days ago, one of my patients came to see me. He’s treading his late 80’s and is a jolly man who’s always helped me understand the things I’ve found hard to understand. His wife had passed away a long time back, and at some point of our conversation I asked him how things were since his wife died. He joked that making love to her wasn’t the same anymore! He was only kidding! (I hope) But then when I asked him what the real meaning of love was, he looked at me seriously. But his mind seemed to be elsewhere, somewhere far away, where he could still feel the emotion that seemed to have been extinguished from his life, and he told me something that I could never forget.
He told me, “Doc, you know you’re in love when you have a reason to come back home, a reason to justify your existence. You’ll know you’re in love when you can’t imagine living without this one person and you’ll do anything to have her by your side. You cannot see love, you cannot feel love, but you can feel a bond when you’re around this one person, and you just cannot explain it but it makes you feel special and taken care of. Love, my friend, is what makes you want to wake up tomorrow.”
That was nothing like the definition of love, but yet, it made more sense than anything else that defined love.I felt sad for him, but what he said made me understand what love means. I could only imagine how miserable he felt inside his jovial and happy exterior. So was that love? I think it was, and I wondered if I felt the same way. I wondered if I felt like waking up every morning to a brand new day just because I had love in my life.
Love is a very subjective word, unlike any other word in the world. I think it’s something like our fingerprints. No one can understand what another person’s definition of love is, nor can anyone ever replicate another person’s love.
Perhaps love is just a word we use when we have to define a feeling that just can’t be described, a feeling that no one else can understand but you.I found myself contemplating about love, and what I felt. I heard a lot of scientific bollocks saying that love is a neural blah and some more blah… and another thousand pages of more scientific blah! But then, I really think that love is something that is more than just science, it’s a reason that makes us believe that there is something beyond our control.
Love is a religion that you really begin to believe in. Love is something that just can’t be explained in a thousand journals, but it can bring tears of joy in your eyes when you read a letter of a hundred words from your lover. Strange, isn’t it?
I’ve written a a lot of love letters over the years, but I have to accept that I didn't written many to her ... is it because I love her less? I don’t think so.I know I still feel warm when I look at her, and I still like staring at her, as she sits down and laughs watching reruns of ‘Friends’. I adore the way she sings while she takes a lazy shower on a sunny afternoon. I still can’t take my eyes off her as she dances while listening to her favorite tunes. Maybe this is another strange thing about love. Maybe things are just taken for granted and we just feel like we don’t need to remind our better halves that we love them, anymore.
I still remember our first vacation together. It was to a place a few hundred miles away from home. I was excited and so was she. We were like two little sparrows, indulging in the delight of isolation and romantic togetherness.
I was just a boy and she was just a girl. I remember how good it felt. Six magical days, I still remember the way we just sat on a lawn on the last afternoon, and played with the little flowers that grew on the ground beneath us. I remember the days when she was away, and I missed her. I remember when I went back home all by myself. I saw other couples around me, I missed her more. I guessed that was love, what else could that be? I longed for her to come back. I remember the way her voice made my heart jump, and even though she was miles away, she still touched my heart.
I have shared so many memories with her, so many special times and a few times which hurt me a lot.But we’ve moved ahead, and we’ve been there for each other. She knows I still love her just as much as I used to, but I wish I could let her know that all over again. Love is felt best when we try to please our partner, isn’t it? I can only promise her that the love I have for her will always be. I can only promise her that I will love her forever and ever, as long as I can still see her, and hear her… in my heart.
Time can play tricks on memories, I have forgotten to close my eyes when I kiss her, and I’ve stopped kissing her on a particular corner of the street, the way I always used to as we drove by. I wonder why. My hands were always clasped in hers, everywhere we went. We even used to eat out in restaurants sitting next to each other, holding hands, even if that made it harder to eat lobsters, and drink our cokes.I wonder if she remembers all that. I want all those days to come back to me. I don’t know why I’ve stopped those little gestures that mattered so much.
I have so many special memories and times that I can never forget. We have the funniest pictures together, and a few with those romantic scented candles and ones with that perfect sunset. I really do love her more than I could love anyone else.I want to lose my sleep over her happiness, I want to serenade her before I make love, and I want to sing a soft song in her ears until she falls asleep as she rests her head over my shoulders.
Perhaps this is what love means, or maybe what I feel for her is more than just love, maybe it’s something that I would never be able to explain.But if love is the only word that I can use to describe the ocean of emotions that well within my heart, then so be it. But I want her to know that this four letter word is still too small to explain all that I feel for her, and make up for all the times I’ve missed with her. But if she would understand all that I want to say, when I say that I love her, then I would just want to say that I would love her until my eyes can’t see, my ears can’t hear, and my heart stops beating.If I were given a chance, then I would love her for longer, as long as I can feel love.
She is the only person who makes me feel so special, and I can’t imagine living without her. I want her to know that I still remember every single moment I’ve shared with her, I want her to know that I still love her just as much as the day under the stars, when we were younger, and first fell in love.I just want her to know that, come hell or high water, I would love her forever… After all, she is the definition of love and the true meaning of love for me, through the good and the bad. And if someone were to ask me what is love, all I’d have to do is look at her, because there’s no other way to define it.
LOVE/ DATING: SOMETIMES IT EASY TO SHUT DOWN
After a few bad relationships, it's so easy to shut down, give up, and stop believing that the right person is out there for us. But I can't stop my hearts form yearn to fall in love, but my minds insist it's not possible, and I enter into a tug-of-war with myself. It's as if one part of me is screaming, Yes! I deserve a great relationship! while another part insists, I'll never find her. When our beliefs contradict our desires, we experience an inner conflict that not only paralyzes us, but can actually prevent us from recognizing the possibilities for love that exist all around us.
Every girl is beautiful. It just takes the right guy to see it.We all have the potential to fall in love a thousand times in our lifetime. It’s easy. The last woman I love will be someone I haven’t even met yet, probably.But there are certain people you love who do something else; they define what love is supposed to feel like. These are the most important people in your life, and you’ll meet maybe four or five of these people over the span of 80 years. But there’s still one more tier to all of this; there is always that one person you love who becomes that definition...it happen to me during my residency as a doctor. It usually happens retrospectively, but it happens eventually. This is the person who unknowingly sets the template for what you will always love about other people, even if some of those lovable qualities are self-destructive and unreasonable. The person who defines your understanding of love is not inherently different than anyone else, and they’re often just the person you happen to meet the first time you really, really, want to love someone. But that person still wins. They win, and you lose. Because for the rest of your life, they will control how you feel about someone else.
So what is it which makes a man and a woman know that they, of all other men and women in the world, belong to each other? Is it no more than chance and meeting? no more than being alive together in the world at the same time? Is it only a curve of the throat, a line of the chin, the way the eyes are set, a way of speaking? Or is it something deeper and stranger, something beyond meeting, something beyond chance and fortune? Are there others, in other times of the world, whom we should have loved, who would have loved us? Is there, perhaps, one soul among all others--among all who have lived, the endless generations, from world's end to world's end--who must love us or die? And whom we must love, in turn--whom we must seek all our lives long--headlong and homesick--until the end?
The universal Law of Attraction states that we draw to us those people, events, and circumstances that match our inner state of being. In other words, we attract experiences that are consistent with our beliefs. If we believe that there is plenty of love in the world and we are worthy of giving and receiving that love, we will attract a different quality of relationships than someone who believes in scarcity or feels unworthy of happiness. If we believe the world is a loving and friendly place, then most of the time that will be our experience. If we believe the world is a chaotic, stressful, and fearful place, then eventually that will become our reality. So, believing and knowing that your soulmate is out there is a critical first step.
All souls exchange energy with one another. You have your special, unique energies that you’re exchanging in many areas of life –romantically, professionally and socially..just like I do. What I am doing right now is is sending out my energy to the universe through my word..hoping that it will attract similar energy. Most people aren’t conscious of what they’re actually bringing to others, So what happens when two people interact is an exchange of two energy.
People who are unselfish in their desire to love others usually find people of like mind and become soul mates together. It's all about their energy that they sent out to the universe. This is a process, however, so there are no guarantees. One person may think the other is a soul mate, but unless the two of them agree to build that sort of bond, it won't evolve. People who say they can't find a soul mate usually have unreasonable expectations that no one can meet. I'm not suggesting that anyone should lower their standards and settle, but to find a real soul mate, you have to look for a real person, someone who has warts and makes mistakes as we all do.
So, often when you have a strong connection like that with someone, whether it’s short-lived or long-lasting, you have to ask...Is that person a soul mate?The important question to ask is, do you and this person have a lot of energy to exchange with one another on a long-term basis in a way that serves you both? Recognizing a soul mate by the supreme level of comfort and security we feel with that person doesn't mean that there aren't issues that remain to be ironed out. Rather, it means we know intuitively that we can resolve issues with our soul mate without losing respect. I think a soulmate is... a person who makes you be the most you, you can possibly be. A soul mate is... the person... who forces your soul to grow the most. Not all growth feels good.Our soulmate is the one who makes life come to life.
We make ‘appointments’ and agreements with certain souls and I want to make an appointment with yours..I think the reason why we make those soul-level agreements to meet up is because we want to exchange energy and teach each other a little something through our interaction. Our soul…tries to direct us to individuals who share our purpose in life, complement our strengths, and supplement our weaknesses. But there is no guarantee that these ideal mates are going to look the way we expect, or be of our own background. Our soulmates seldom appeal to our personality—our ego. That’s why they are called soulmates rather than egomates. A soul mate is…someone whose way of viewing life is not necessarily the same as yours but complements yours, so that there is not a compromise, there is a complement. For every person, there are thousands of soul mates who can be found all over the world, and each of those people has thousands of soul mates too. Everyone you meet is a potential soul mate. Anyone who is LIVING could be a soul mate for anyone else. People create soul mates..I think... It's not just your destiny - it's also your choice. When two people love each other and work to build a lasting, fulfilling partnership, they can become soul mates. And yes, people always find each other, if that's what they want to do. To say that one waits a lifetime for his soulmate to come around is a paradox. People eventually get sick of waiting, take a chance on someone, and by the art of commitment become soulmates, which takes a lifetime to perfect.
When love isn’t in our lives, it’s on the way. If you know that a special guest is coming at five o’clock, do you spend the day messing up the home? Of course not. You prepare. And that is what we should do for love.The worst lies are the lies we tell ourselves. We live in denial of what we do, even what we think. We do this because we're afraid. We fear we will not find love, and when we find it we fear we'll lose it. We fear that if we do not have love we will be unhappy. Everyday we encounter lots of people. We walk by them. We sit next to them, but that doesn't necessarily mean we make eye contact or talk to them. Loneliness is part of the human condition, but we are eager to communicate and better understand our surroundings. What happens when you see someone that makes you want to make eye contact? Striking up a conversation with a complete stranger actually takes guts and courage, it's not as easy as you may think. Most of the time...i don't have the courage to go up to someone and that is because of fear. Fear of rejection, fear of the unknown.
What if it's your only chance? Do you seize the moment? Or do you let it escape you forever? Chance is that moment when two or more events occur at one time, but if that moment is not seized, that moment becomes nothing. We need those something moments, because those moments can change your life. That single moment can become something permanent. This is what both characters are trying to figure out in their own lives. And this is also something I'm trying to incorporate into my own life. If there's something you want, you should go for it. This is the life philosophy that I want to live by.
What do you think my chances might be of making the dream I wrote about come true. One click of the mouse could change your life and mine forever. Think about this for a moment…one choice, just one, can change your life forever. Simply put, your life today is what your choices have made it, but with new choices, you can change directions this very moment. For me, that idea alone is highly motivational because it offers tremendous hope, regardless of circumstances, for a better tomorrow. There is so much about my fate that I cannot control, but other things do fall under the jurisdiction. I can decide how I spend my time, whom I interact with, whom I share my body and life and money and energy with. I can select what I can read and eat and study. I can choose how I'm going to regard unfortunate circumstances in my life-whether I will see them as curses or opportunities. I can choose my words and the tone of voice in which I speak to others. And most of all, I can choose my thoughts. My life has taught me that life presents opportunities at the strangest times and in the strangest places. Often times when you least expect it. Open your mind to them. You never know what you might miss out on if you don't.
Shyness tells a story of fear and courage. Fear is what stands between you and me and courage is what we both need to make our dream become a reality. A story about two people who meet is quite ordinary, but a story about us has the potential to be extraordinary. The story is set in the magical, romantic internet. Any place can be magical, because we make our experiences and memories. During this chance meeting meeting right now..through my words....are, the two characters who find themselves in the same place at the same time and they share an open dialogue about things that matter and things that don't matter.
I’m really good at
Every girl is beautiful. It just takes the right guy to see it.We all have the potential to fall in love a thousand times in our lifetime. It’s easy. The last woman I love will be someone I haven’t even met yet, probably.But there are certain people you love who do something else; they define what love is supposed to feel like. These are the most important people in your life, and you’ll meet maybe four or five of these people over the span of 80 years. But there’s still one more tier to all of this; there is always that one person you love who becomes that definition...it happen to me during my residency as a doctor. It usually happens retrospectively, but it happens eventually. This is the person who unknowingly sets the template for what you will always love about other people, even if some of those lovable qualities are self-destructive and unreasonable. The person who defines your understanding of love is not inherently different than anyone else, and they’re often just the person you happen to meet the first time you really, really, want to love someone. But that person still wins. They win, and you lose. Because for the rest of your life, they will control how you feel about someone else.
So what is it which makes a man and a woman know that they, of all other men and women in the world, belong to each other? Is it no more than chance and meeting? no more than being alive together in the world at the same time? Is it only a curve of the throat, a line of the chin, the way the eyes are set, a way of speaking? Or is it something deeper and stranger, something beyond meeting, something beyond chance and fortune? Are there others, in other times of the world, whom we should have loved, who would have loved us? Is there, perhaps, one soul among all others--among all who have lived, the endless generations, from world's end to world's end--who must love us or die? And whom we must love, in turn--whom we must seek all our lives long--headlong and homesick--until the end?
The universal Law of Attraction states that we draw to us those people, events, and circumstances that match our inner state of being. In other words, we attract experiences that are consistent with our beliefs. If we believe that there is plenty of love in the world and we are worthy of giving and receiving that love, we will attract a different quality of relationships than someone who believes in scarcity or feels unworthy of happiness. If we believe the world is a loving and friendly place, then most of the time that will be our experience. If we believe the world is a chaotic, stressful, and fearful place, then eventually that will become our reality. So, believing and knowing that your soulmate is out there is a critical first step.
All souls exchange energy with one another. You have your special, unique energies that you’re exchanging in many areas of life –romantically, professionally and socially..just like I do. What I am doing right now is is sending out my energy to the universe through my word..hoping that it will attract similar energy. Most people aren’t conscious of what they’re actually bringing to others, So what happens when two people interact is an exchange of two energy.
People who are unselfish in their desire to love others usually find people of like mind and become soul mates together. It's all about their energy that they sent out to the universe. This is a process, however, so there are no guarantees. One person may think the other is a soul mate, but unless the two of them agree to build that sort of bond, it won't evolve. People who say they can't find a soul mate usually have unreasonable expectations that no one can meet. I'm not suggesting that anyone should lower their standards and settle, but to find a real soul mate, you have to look for a real person, someone who has warts and makes mistakes as we all do.
So, often when you have a strong connection like that with someone, whether it’s short-lived or long-lasting, you have to ask...Is that person a soul mate?The important question to ask is, do you and this person have a lot of energy to exchange with one another on a long-term basis in a way that serves you both? Recognizing a soul mate by the supreme level of comfort and security we feel with that person doesn't mean that there aren't issues that remain to be ironed out. Rather, it means we know intuitively that we can resolve issues with our soul mate without losing respect. I think a soulmate is... a person who makes you be the most you, you can possibly be. A soul mate is... the person... who forces your soul to grow the most. Not all growth feels good.Our soulmate is the one who makes life come to life.
We make ‘appointments’ and agreements with certain souls and I want to make an appointment with yours..I think the reason why we make those soul-level agreements to meet up is because we want to exchange energy and teach each other a little something through our interaction. Our soul…tries to direct us to individuals who share our purpose in life, complement our strengths, and supplement our weaknesses. But there is no guarantee that these ideal mates are going to look the way we expect, or be of our own background. Our soulmates seldom appeal to our personality—our ego. That’s why they are called soulmates rather than egomates. A soul mate is…someone whose way of viewing life is not necessarily the same as yours but complements yours, so that there is not a compromise, there is a complement. For every person, there are thousands of soul mates who can be found all over the world, and each of those people has thousands of soul mates too. Everyone you meet is a potential soul mate. Anyone who is LIVING could be a soul mate for anyone else. People create soul mates..I think... It's not just your destiny - it's also your choice. When two people love each other and work to build a lasting, fulfilling partnership, they can become soul mates. And yes, people always find each other, if that's what they want to do. To say that one waits a lifetime for his soulmate to come around is a paradox. People eventually get sick of waiting, take a chance on someone, and by the art of commitment become soulmates, which takes a lifetime to perfect.
When love isn’t in our lives, it’s on the way. If you know that a special guest is coming at five o’clock, do you spend the day messing up the home? Of course not. You prepare. And that is what we should do for love.The worst lies are the lies we tell ourselves. We live in denial of what we do, even what we think. We do this because we're afraid. We fear we will not find love, and when we find it we fear we'll lose it. We fear that if we do not have love we will be unhappy. Everyday we encounter lots of people. We walk by them. We sit next to them, but that doesn't necessarily mean we make eye contact or talk to them. Loneliness is part of the human condition, but we are eager to communicate and better understand our surroundings. What happens when you see someone that makes you want to make eye contact? Striking up a conversation with a complete stranger actually takes guts and courage, it's not as easy as you may think. Most of the time...i don't have the courage to go up to someone and that is because of fear. Fear of rejection, fear of the unknown.
What if it's your only chance? Do you seize the moment? Or do you let it escape you forever? Chance is that moment when two or more events occur at one time, but if that moment is not seized, that moment becomes nothing. We need those something moments, because those moments can change your life. That single moment can become something permanent. This is what both characters are trying to figure out in their own lives. And this is also something I'm trying to incorporate into my own life. If there's something you want, you should go for it. This is the life philosophy that I want to live by.
What do you think my chances might be of making the dream I wrote about come true. One click of the mouse could change your life and mine forever. Think about this for a moment…one choice, just one, can change your life forever. Simply put, your life today is what your choices have made it, but with new choices, you can change directions this very moment. For me, that idea alone is highly motivational because it offers tremendous hope, regardless of circumstances, for a better tomorrow. There is so much about my fate that I cannot control, but other things do fall under the jurisdiction. I can decide how I spend my time, whom I interact with, whom I share my body and life and money and energy with. I can select what I can read and eat and study. I can choose how I'm going to regard unfortunate circumstances in my life-whether I will see them as curses or opportunities. I can choose my words and the tone of voice in which I speak to others. And most of all, I can choose my thoughts. My life has taught me that life presents opportunities at the strangest times and in the strangest places. Often times when you least expect it. Open your mind to them. You never know what you might miss out on if you don't.
Shyness tells a story of fear and courage. Fear is what stands between you and me and courage is what we both need to make our dream become a reality. A story about two people who meet is quite ordinary, but a story about us has the potential to be extraordinary. The story is set in the magical, romantic internet. Any place can be magical, because we make our experiences and memories. During this chance meeting meeting right now..through my words....are, the two characters who find themselves in the same place at the same time and they share an open dialogue about things that matter and things that don't matter.
I’m really good at
POETRY IT WAS YOU YOU...
There is no begining, no end.
There is only the moment.
Here hope has existence,
peace has meaning,
and love fills
my very heart and soul.
2
Thunder is rolling here. Night is still out and lightning rips the sky. You can feel the power of the storm...It is wonderful feeling so much power, like rage going thru the sky, fearful, but at the same time glorious, beautiful, sensuous, stimulating...fear and love wrapped together as one. The power is the same...as the raging storm. It makes you tremble with a passion you have never known before. Each pore of your body responds to the caress of the storm, the rolling thunder, the electrical charge of the air, it is breathtaking, it is stimulating, it is sensuous, this fear and desire in one...this forbidden yet attainable...this powerful storm...of love and rage, we share for such a brief time, in the expanse of the ages, but for eternity in our memories. Hidden in our hearts in the secret place we never reveal, but where we go to reflect upon the storm...of passion that we feel, that none other will ever know or share with us...the beauty of it...the sensuous calm of it...the infinite pleasure of this raging storm...forever in anticipation...of the moment when the rain will fall and I will know that you also feel this storm...
3
In the morning,
When you wake up,
Breakfast in bed
In front of you,
I will kiss you softly,
Like the kiss that you do;
I will hug you tightly,
Like no one else can do.
Even as we grow old,
I will always be here.
You will not feel alone,
As long as I am here with you.
4
Beyond my wildest dreams
we have touched...
a tangled web of love
weaved to the point of perfection.
we have smelt the fragrance of
passionate juices flowing from
orchids of intimacy.
we have tasted the sweetness of
each other on the tips of our tongues.
we have seen forever in each other's eyes.
we have heard the rhythm of each other's heart
echoing the strongest of desires.
Beyond my wildest dreams our senses are on fire.
5
At times I sit and ask myself the question,
why do I love you?
Why does the wind blow?
Why does the sun shine?
Why do the birds sing with such grace?
Why does the rain fall down on my face?
Why does the earth spin?
Why does the water reach the shore?
And please tell me...
why do I love you like I do?
6
As you look into her window,
you see her sitting there
looking at herself in the mirror,
tears falling from her beautiful brown eyes
onto her rosy red cheeks.
She seems to have lost her ability to love.
She once knew how it felt to love and to be loved,
but as she awoke in the middle of the night, crying...
It's gone, it's gone, it'll never come back.
Just like that scary dream,
her whole feeling of love was gone,
vanished into the dark hazy night,
never to come back.
Not understanding why a beautiful angel
isn't capable of loving...
How can that be?
Is it possible that she loved someone too much?
No one will ever know
how she became known as a Crying Angel,
but now every time you come across her,
she will be sitting in front of her mirror, crying,
praying love will come back to her.
She is tired of being a Crying Angel.
7
You stir in me such strong desires
my passion awaits to be set free,
Your touch, I fantasize puts me on fire
Like the rolling waves, our love starts out slowly
builds, then rushes to shore
Your scent, the taste of sweet desire
makes my body yearn for more
My mind gets lost in oblivion
as we journey toward the yellow moon
Our hearts seek new adventure
new dreams begin inside this darkened room
Like stars our bodies shimmer
as we romance in burning candlelight
Your body lying next to mine, touching
entwined together feels so right
Your eyes they capture my innocence
Fire, passion, embracing, loving
moving, kissing, sensing,
When we finally reach the moon
our hearts in mindful lock and keep
We'll embrace ourselves in each other's arms
in peaceful dreams we sleep....
8
It was you in the window
of my mind's wandering
In the mists
of a morning's softness
There among the flowers
reaching out to grasp the dew
Carpets of gold and blue
And you in white clouds
wandering in the dawn
It was you in my wandering
Gliding through the whispers
The roses of love,
blushing in their pink innocence
And you smiling
in quiet contemplation
of life's wonders
Yes, it was you in white
reflecting a morning's softness
It was you, you --
in the delightful dawning
Wandering in love with love
among the gold and blue
Caressing the rose in innocence, pink
Yes, you in love
A Spring sprung dance of delight
to greet my dream, my longing
Yes, it was you
9
How can I assume that
You are right here, beside me?
My world is gloomy without you,
Darkness and demons!
Wherever you are,
Please
Come back
And touch me with your love.
I am losing my faith...
Give me hope,
Give me faith,
Give me your love.
Years seem to have passed,
And I have shed a thousand teardrops
Just because I miss you,
Just because I miss your arms around me...
To hold me with a kiss in your eyes,
To love me with truth and love in your soul.
I miss you.
I miss your smile,
The way I used to look into your eyes,
Delighted with the stars inside,
The way you used to touch me with your love.
It is incomprehensible to make
This crazy world understand.
Only we together
Know how much
We care for each other.
The day
You took me in your arms,
I felt your heart beat,
I heard the rythm
Of your heart,
And you were speaking to me!
Oh! I do not care
For this thankless, crazy world,
But want to spend the rest of my days
Till my last breath departs
In your caring and loving arms.
I miss you extremely
And I love you eternally.
There is only the moment.
Here hope has existence,
peace has meaning,
and love fills
my very heart and soul.
2
Thunder is rolling here. Night is still out and lightning rips the sky. You can feel the power of the storm...It is wonderful feeling so much power, like rage going thru the sky, fearful, but at the same time glorious, beautiful, sensuous, stimulating...fear and love wrapped together as one. The power is the same...as the raging storm. It makes you tremble with a passion you have never known before. Each pore of your body responds to the caress of the storm, the rolling thunder, the electrical charge of the air, it is breathtaking, it is stimulating, it is sensuous, this fear and desire in one...this forbidden yet attainable...this powerful storm...of love and rage, we share for such a brief time, in the expanse of the ages, but for eternity in our memories. Hidden in our hearts in the secret place we never reveal, but where we go to reflect upon the storm...of passion that we feel, that none other will ever know or share with us...the beauty of it...the sensuous calm of it...the infinite pleasure of this raging storm...forever in anticipation...of the moment when the rain will fall and I will know that you also feel this storm...
3
In the morning,
When you wake up,
Breakfast in bed
In front of you,
I will kiss you softly,
Like the kiss that you do;
I will hug you tightly,
Like no one else can do.
Even as we grow old,
I will always be here.
You will not feel alone,
As long as I am here with you.
4
Beyond my wildest dreams
we have touched...
a tangled web of love
weaved to the point of perfection.
we have smelt the fragrance of
passionate juices flowing from
orchids of intimacy.
we have tasted the sweetness of
each other on the tips of our tongues.
we have seen forever in each other's eyes.
we have heard the rhythm of each other's heart
echoing the strongest of desires.
Beyond my wildest dreams our senses are on fire.
5
At times I sit and ask myself the question,
why do I love you?
Why does the wind blow?
Why does the sun shine?
Why do the birds sing with such grace?
Why does the rain fall down on my face?
Why does the earth spin?
Why does the water reach the shore?
And please tell me...
why do I love you like I do?
6
As you look into her window,
you see her sitting there
looking at herself in the mirror,
tears falling from her beautiful brown eyes
onto her rosy red cheeks.
She seems to have lost her ability to love.
She once knew how it felt to love and to be loved,
but as she awoke in the middle of the night, crying...
It's gone, it's gone, it'll never come back.
Just like that scary dream,
her whole feeling of love was gone,
vanished into the dark hazy night,
never to come back.
Not understanding why a beautiful angel
isn't capable of loving...
How can that be?
Is it possible that she loved someone too much?
No one will ever know
how she became known as a Crying Angel,
but now every time you come across her,
she will be sitting in front of her mirror, crying,
praying love will come back to her.
She is tired of being a Crying Angel.
7
You stir in me such strong desires
my passion awaits to be set free,
Your touch, I fantasize puts me on fire
Like the rolling waves, our love starts out slowly
builds, then rushes to shore
Your scent, the taste of sweet desire
makes my body yearn for more
My mind gets lost in oblivion
as we journey toward the yellow moon
Our hearts seek new adventure
new dreams begin inside this darkened room
Like stars our bodies shimmer
as we romance in burning candlelight
Your body lying next to mine, touching
entwined together feels so right
Your eyes they capture my innocence
Fire, passion, embracing, loving
moving, kissing, sensing,
When we finally reach the moon
our hearts in mindful lock and keep
We'll embrace ourselves in each other's arms
in peaceful dreams we sleep....
8
It was you in the window
of my mind's wandering
In the mists
of a morning's softness
There among the flowers
reaching out to grasp the dew
Carpets of gold and blue
And you in white clouds
wandering in the dawn
It was you in my wandering
Gliding through the whispers
The roses of love,
blushing in their pink innocence
And you smiling
in quiet contemplation
of life's wonders
Yes, it was you in white
reflecting a morning's softness
It was you, you --
in the delightful dawning
Wandering in love with love
among the gold and blue
Caressing the rose in innocence, pink
Yes, you in love
A Spring sprung dance of delight
to greet my dream, my longing
Yes, it was you
9
How can I assume that
You are right here, beside me?
My world is gloomy without you,
Darkness and demons!
Wherever you are,
Please
Come back
And touch me with your love.
I am losing my faith...
Give me hope,
Give me faith,
Give me your love.
Years seem to have passed,
And I have shed a thousand teardrops
Just because I miss you,
Just because I miss your arms around me...
To hold me with a kiss in your eyes,
To love me with truth and love in your soul.
I miss you.
I miss your smile,
The way I used to look into your eyes,
Delighted with the stars inside,
The way you used to touch me with your love.
It is incomprehensible to make
This crazy world understand.
Only we together
Know how much
We care for each other.
The day
You took me in your arms,
I felt your heart beat,
I heard the rythm
Of your heart,
And you were speaking to me!
Oh! I do not care
For this thankless, crazy world,
But want to spend the rest of my days
Till my last breath departs
In your caring and loving arms.
I miss you extremely
And I love you eternally.
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