Hello Handsome…

I wrote a post last week called Exploring All Your Senses. I mentioned that sometimes we meet or know people who see us for who we truly are and it’s those individuals who make us strive to be better people. They keep us in check. They are not afraid to call us on things we say or do.

The sun came out this morning almost blinding me as I went through the Tim Hortons drive though to grab a java. I soaked up each ray with a ginormous smile on my face and even said out loud “Hello Sunshine” it felt like spring was in the air. The cashier had an extra big smile when I arrived, saying “your coffee was bought by the gentleman before you…and he was very handsome!” I giggled and said “really?” in my sweetest voice. (I was saying really to the coffee being bought not that he was handsome) I didn’t see him but that’s how she described him! Was it the kind gesture that made him handsome or was it simply his appearance that appealed to the cashier?

Which leads me to the real topic of my post…

So, I apparently describe men I meet more often than not as handsome. (my mind instantly sticks up for me justifying with…”and that’s wrong…why?”) I am only writing about this because it has been brought to my attention on more than one occasion. My initial reaction when it was first pointed out was (I won’t mention her name but she’s known me my entire life) “Well I’m just not going to tell you when I meet someone…handsome” and then the next time by two others (both handsome by the way) I said annoyed in denial “I do NOT say every guy I meet is handsome!” Which lead to a debate…that I sadly lost because of a technicality. I do in-fact describe men as handsome more often than not. One ‘other’ person added that I say “he was actually a really nice guy” but we’ll leave him out of it (he too is handsome!) 😉 HA! How lucky am I to meet so many really nice guys who so happen to be handsome! I know Bonnie is giggling with me right now!

When I describe a man as handsome I think they are but for more than their exterior. You don’t get described as handsome by me just because of how you look. I describe those guys as ‘hot’ (lol) Handsome is much deeper than hot.

I see the eyes first, then smile, then neck, and shoulders, and hands…okay, okay sorry! It’s the warmth that comes from behind a mans eyes that attracts me to him. Our conversation is what makes me want to listen and look longer, if he can make me laugh, bonus! A kind warm open heart is what will get me in the end, not handsome! Throw in intellect and I jump in with wide eyed enthusiasm! That is what makes a man handsome to me. It would have been the kind gesture that made the man who bought my coffee handsome to me. I will admit that when I am with my girlfriends feeling feisty we s-o-m-e-t-i-m-e-s just sit and appreciate the outer shell of men as they stream through the coffee shop because that’s just fun!

So, it may appear to some that I use the word ‘handsome‘ far too often and perhaps I do need to be more specific when describing the really nice men I meet. They are manly, kind, helpful, sarcastic, loving, cute, pleasing, generous, interesting, tempting, irresistibly sexy, alluring, tough, serious, intriguing, talented, intellectually stimulating, hilarious, confident…I could keep going but I am sure you get the point. I may describe men as being handsome but only because it’s a quick way of saying they made me look a little deeper than their surface because of something unique they showed me about who they are.

The man in both the photos I used has been my living example of what handsome truly is. He is my measuring stick, he is my Dad and I think he is the most handsome man EVER to have walked the earth…inside and out! xo (the beautiful woman is my Mom :))

Handsome is as handsome does…Character and behaviour are more important than appearance ~ proverb

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This is who I am…take it or leave it!

I have been questioning my writing style lately, which is really just my opinion but it is also more often than not what’s going on in my life. Not all writers express their true life through their written word, it depends on what type of writing you do. Musicians write lyrics that we can all relate to at some point in our lives, romance novelists take us away from our day to day to live in bliss for a moment suspended in time, bloggers write about what interests them and the list goes on.

I wear my heart on my sleeve and if you look at most of my posts, they reflect just that. Sometimes you may have to read between the lines, I certainly wouldn’t throw anyone under the bus but lately I’ve been seriously considering changing how open I have become. Too late? Better late than never? hmmmm. My quandary!

I’ve been on my own for awhile now, and have considered my writing therapeutic in the process. I have always had plenty of time between relationships in my past and believe its necessary to redefine who you have become before you put yourself back out there. I have recognized some profound changes in who I am and what I think of myself. That alone I think has been worth it!

When you meet someone who you find intriguing, you naturally want to savour the process and take things slow in getting to know each other. Unless of course it’s just about sex, then who really cares about their opinion on…anything! (I’ve not met that guy yet! lol) You don’t just want to put everything out there in one big pile. That is one of the best parts of meeting someone, letting a little bit out each time you’re together. The anticipation of making you wait elevates the excitement!

When I meet someone new the conversation eventually leads to “What do you do?” I suppose I could leave out the blogger part and just divulge that I am a ‘Silpada Rep’ but more often than not without even thinking Tara Cronica rolls off my tongue and I can’t get it back. Too much information is not always a good thing when you want to date someone.

When I started the whole writing process I decided to be an open book with my life, I had nothing to lose. It felt right. Say it out loud and hope for the best! That all seemed fine and dandy when I didn’t care what anyone in particular thought of me, not that I reeeeeally care now but 10% of me kinda does.

Tara Cronica has been my therapeutic outlet, like running but with words. I write, or run, chew on the words or thoughts for a while to be sure their mine, and I usually come up with a solution to my quandary! My solution this time…continue being true to myself, use my authentic voice to share my opinions and thoughts about life and love, don’t create circumstances that go against myself and be open to change.

Bonnie’s Svaha Spirit Series The Power of Vulnerability was the icing on the cake for making me decide to continue down the path I started on…

I will continue to let myself be seen, love with my whole heart, practise gratitude and joy and know without a doubt that I am enough! This is who I am, take it or leave it! 🙂

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