The Epitome of a Man

He arrived true to who he was. His look made her giggle like a school girl who balanced on the edge of desire. She watched him for a moment as he set his ride to the side. He slowly exposed who he was behind the facade that most could not see through. She walked toward him patiently taking in that first moment that was never to be again. She was enveloped in his presence before she even had a chance to see his eyes. She could feel him. For the first time in her life she needed not to look into the soul of the one who stood before her, his being was all around her, drawing her in like a curious child.

He shed his armour as she approached. He removed the lenses that kept his distance from the world that surrounded them. In that moment she knew by the look in his eyes that he was the kindred spirit she was meant to embrace.

The Angels that brought them together swirled around in their presence with light that would shine upon the Gods forever with the love they brought together.

A true gentleman, he reached politely for her hand with his, that adorned a story she needed to hear. The moment his hand touched hers she felt his entirety. There would be no regret in this first moment together. She reached out, opening her vulnerability and wrapped her arms around him. Her exposed cheek gently touched the hair that cloaked his jaw. The tender skin that covered her heart could feel his beat through the leather that protected his core. Her inner thigh brushed his ever so slightly sending her to a place she barely recognized. He emanated the truth he held deep within his soul.

…and then he spoke, and her heart began to open.

His gentle tone and eloquent choice of words assured her that he was deep with meaning and filled with love. As she gazed across the table listening and feeling his truth, his passion and desire captured her wrapping her safety in his arms.

He was the epitome of a man…

Tracy ~

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I Miss…

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The strength of a man standing at my side.
The unexpected kiss on my temple. I miss hands on my cheeks, when his lips touch mine. His gentle strength that guides me through the crowd.

I miss the feeling of being safe, tucked under his arm. I miss pausing to gaze at his hand holding the door. I miss the scent that stays in my sheets when he’s gone. I miss sleeping in the shirt he left behind.

I miss being pulled in tight when it wasn’t time. I miss hearing his heart beat in the still of the night. I miss being awakened by a touch so light. I miss the look that he gives me from across the room.

I miss when he moves my hair to the side, so his lips can leave a kiss goodbye. I miss the sound that he makes when I touch his side. I miss the warmth of his breath on a cold winter day, warming my neck, wanting to stay.

I miss feeling his skin come alive in the room. The energy we create only inches away. I miss feeling him lose complete control, as our bodies start to feel a flow. I miss dancing in a quiet room, candles, music, slight perfume.

I miss having a man care for my soul, holding my heart not wanting to go.

I miss…

~Tracy

 

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Come Back Home ~

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10489785_10152160567902032_2869315922428771213_nI believe we all require time on our own when a relationship comes to an end, regardless of how long our chosen partner was a part of our life. Just like we need time on our own to grieve the loss of a loved one. We need to ‘come back home’ so to speak. I always took time to come back home in my younger years. Once, I literally came back home and slept on my parents living room floor to rebalance my life that was spiralling out of control because of what I thought was love. My intention was to be there for a couple of months, which turned into a year. We laugh about it now and say I came home for retraining. Without the love, support and guidance of my parents, I would not have come through that time in my life with the confidence they gave me by being there. I didn’t need to always have a man by my side. I wanted one, but the right one and that was the lesson I learned from them. That lesson has stayed with me today.

It took two years to even entertain the idea of adding a man back into my world when my marriage ended. Even though I was placed softly back into the world of dating, I fumbled and faltered more often than not. At times I felt like I was in a dream running in slow motion, trying to gain my footing but couldn’t no matter how hard I tried. I wasn’t ready. I didn’t know what I wanted or who I had become so how could I possibly put out what I needed or wanted from another human being.

Life get much more complicated when you find yourself solo in the later parts of life. Responsibility of family and work makes it more difficult to make an attempt to walk with someone down a path, that now feels foreign and unfamiliar.

We all question whether we are worthy of love at some point in our lives. I know I have many times. If you take time to rebalance and sift through your inner thoughts, self doubts and fears, your dreams, desires and feelings will come alive again. We don’t all take time for ourselves which makes each union slightly off balance until we clear our mind, body and soul of what was left behind. If we don’t eliminate the fear of not being enough from our core, we can’t be enough for anyone, including ourselves.

Life is meant to be shared, we all matter in the world in which we live. We are all connected and need to treat one another with the love and respect we all deserve! Honesty and integrity are character traits we choose, just as we choose to smile each day and accept those who cross our path with open arms and a warm heart.

Time is always on our side, if you value the work you need to do within in. There is no rush when it comes to love. What matters most is that we learn to love ourselves before we try to love another.

We live, we learn, we love, we matter…every single one of us!

~Tracy

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The Third Act ~ Jane Fonda ~ TED Talk

The Third Act…Jane Fonda is a powerful woman who has always had something to say. I am a HUGE fan of TED Talks. My Mom shared this with me, thanks Mom!

Older women are the largest demographic in the world who have the opportunity to pass down their wisdom to the younger generations!

Listen up…

I wanted to add a quote Jane Fonda read out from a book by author Viktor Frankl written in 1946,  ‘Man’s Search for Meaning.’ Viktor was a Holocaust survivor which s a 1946 book by Viktor Frankl chronicling his experiences as a concentration camp inmate, describing his psychotherapeutic method of finding a reason to live.

“Everything in life can be taken from you except one thing…your freedom to choose how you will respond to the situation. This is what determines the quality of life we live not whether we’ve been rick or poor, famous or unknown, heathy or suffering. What determines our quality of life is how we relate to these realities, what kind of meaning we assign them, what kind of attitude we cling to about them, what state of mind we allow them to trigger. Perhaps the purpose of The Third Act is to go back and try to, if appropriate, to change our relationship to the past.” ~ Viktor Frankl.

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‘Build a Guy’

You’ve heard about ‘Build a Bear’ for kids, but how about ‘Build a Guy’ for us single ladies out there! Come on think about it, we all get together and go to a ‘happy place’ where we hand pick our very own guy stuffy. We add a voice to him, or not, we stuff him full of fluff, hold that little red satin heart next to ours while we wish him to be everything we desire and then sew him shut. We can sign up to the ‘Build a Guy’ ID program too and put our name inside him so that if he dare try to run, gets lost or stolen he’s recovered and mailed directly back, and lives the rest of his stuffed life as a voodoo bear naughty bear. We add just the right amount of intelligence, and Voila he’s ready to dress. Outfits are optional, I’d pick a Policmen’s uniform (wink, wink) but hey it’s your choice, whatever you fancy at that moment.

On those lonely nights when we feel like company, but not really, he snuggles right in and melts the worries of the world, listening intently to our every word. And if at any given moment it ever goes sour and we get upset with him he can be easily switched over to a Voodoo bear. (kind of creepy I know, but check out the link anyway just in case)

Okay seriously though, if you could build a guy just the way you like, what would you want to make him just right for you?

My first body part would be the Eyes. When you connect with your eyes there is a magic that happens.

My second body part would be the Heart, it needs to be free and bottomless. If you can capture someones heart you have everything you need to be happy.

Strength and Integrity are next, it’s what makes a man real. To honour his word.

Throw in a huge Funny bone, he would need to see the world with humour, and we’re almost done.

Intellect, we all end up looking the same so the conversation needs to be intriguing.

Add Strong hands and a sense of Adventure and we’re set!

So what do you think Ladies, which qualities do you love in a man/your man? There are so many to love I know it’s hard to pick but which could you not live without?

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