Adventure Awaits…Romance not Included!

“Grab adventure with both hands and don’t let go”…is what a close male friend of mine said to me last year, who lives each day immersed in adventure. He is the epitome of adventure to me. He has inspired me on many occasions to live my life right NOW. He sees life as one adventure after another, jumping in with both feet each time. I always add, “Now mix a little romance to that and I’m in!” He see’s adventure as purely a life experience making a memory with no intention of looking for, or adding romance. Pure and simple adventure. How sweet is that!

I’m certain if romance were to somehow appear in one of his adventures he would indeed grab it with both hands and not let go! I admire him for living in the moment. He has taught me that I think too much. I want to jump in with both feet at times but…I think too much. I think what-if…?He replies “What could go wrong?” I am Captain Careful and I approach life cautiously most of the time. I justify my cautious nature with ‘I live a completely different life than he does, being a Mother of two with different responsibilities, adventure sometimes seems far away!’. He on the other hand is child-less (as far as we know) and embraces his freedom which allows him to seek adventure wherever the wind blows him…and it blows him! I have to admit I envy that at times, but wouldn’t change my life for anything! 

I am not a ‘grass is greener on the other side’ kind of person but sometimes there is definitely different types of grass that you could benefit from exploring now and then, just over there! As long as it’s explored with an open mind and honest approach. I want to feel that grass between my toes! I want to lie face down in it and smell it’s sweet aroma after it’s just been trimmed. 

We all get caught up in the routine of life, working and doing chores, kids, family and feel the lack adventure in our life. I find myself drawn to those who seek adventure, with a curious nature. It’s easy to get caught up in their excitement and lust for it.

I think I have figured out what part of my problem was in the past whilst trying to seek adventure. I limited myself to it being of the romantic variety. If romance was involved I took the leap of faith each time…blind folded! I jumped into romantic adventure with both feet hands and any other body part that wanted to tag along and go for the ride. Romantic adventure should be embraced for what it is, or what it is not, with the same frame of mind we have while seeking any other kind of adventure, no expectation! I am learning to separate the two. That may seem like a no-brain-er to all of you but if you are a Aquarian Hopeless Romantic you will understand the desire to be immersed in romance and adventure at the same time, seems like the natural combination.

So I have come to the conclusion that adventure should be sought after with a free and clear mind with no expectation or even the remote thought of it including romance. I will jump into adventure that presents itself with an open mind free of any thought that romance needs to somehow be included. I will explore romantic adventure with a little more caution but still with both feet hands and those body parts that yearn for it. (Bonnie, no comments!)

Adventure Awaits us all if we approach it with the right frame of mind and attitude, free of any expectation of what it should include.

Adventure Awaits…bring your mind body and soul…romance not included! 

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50 Shades of Grey ~ Mommy Porn?

I am not generally a follower, more of a leader but I couldn’t resist finding out what all the fuss was about so I caved and bought the trilogy ‘50 Shades of Grey’. Everywhere I turn I hear someone say something about this book! A writer man-friend of mine suggested I start reading erotic romance novels if that is what I aspire to write more of, so I am. Anything for research…right? I have never even picked up a Harlequin Romance Novel before so I’m a virgin when it comes to reading romance. I’d rather be living it or writing about it than reading it. I did however find a few forum magazines when I was younger and found it hard to put those down.

I have to admit that’s where I find my flow in writing. I am naturally in my element when my romantic imagination joins my sensual erotic soul. I love the style of writing that leaves your loins aching for more, heart racing, imagination piqued and hormones surging!

I am not that far into the first book but I must say it’s intrigued me, I am not exactly sure what to expect, I haven’t got to the ‘play-room’ yet. I am secretly hoping their romance takes on a life of its own, being a true romantic myself. I also sense there is a darker erotic side to the story having heard there is a fair amount of S & M in the book.

As we read erotic sensual words, we feel the wash of sensuality flow over us. The look in our eyes change. We surrender to seduction. It’s a feeling many women don’t experience often enough in my opinion. I live for that feeling, thrive on it, I may even be addicted to it. It’s an obsession for sure. If there was an AA for this type of addiction I’d tell them to go to hell! My mind naturally plays with elements of love and sexuality daily, it’s a big part of who I am.

Lets face it a good number of relationships border on boring, we get too comfortable, so we look elsewhere to find a thrill. Taboo attracts us, well some of us. Knowing a man wants you is sometimes the only thing we need to get our heart racing. The feeling of lust and desire can be overwhelming! As for those comfortable souls who yearn for a Christian Grey to walk through their doors to titillate them, a novel is a much better safer place to look than between the sheets of a bed that doesn’t belong to you. Just sayin….

Hallelujah for erotic sensual romantic novels and writers such as E.L James that want to take us by the hand and lead us into temptation! Tempt me, tease me…leave me wanting more! Just don’t try to take my power as a woman away…cause I won’t go down without a fight!

Mommy porn? I like to think about it as story time that brings out the woman in all of us. Husbands and partners need not worry, we still want you…more than ever! You have probably noticed if your wife or partner is reading one of these books. I guess the question is “Who isn’t reading one of these books?”

Married women who are reading erotic romance are safe, husbands are in heaven with their wives new found libido, but what about the heat that has washed over single women? We’re gonna start to do things we aren’t proud of! I am considered getting a pool-boy but remembered I don’t have a pool. My girlfriend Alison F told me she was getting a pool-boy. (she’s reading the book too) Mind you she has a pool and lives back East where it’s realllllly humid right now. I’m thinking one of those little kiddie pools with the elephant trunk that spouts water is technically a pool…right? I think I’ll ask the sales clerk what isle the pool-boys are down, or if it comes with one? Is he in the box? Do I have to pay extra? Surely that trunk needs cleaning so there’s not  a build up of algae in it?

Reading Mommy-porn does crazy things to a woman’s libido! Trust me! If you see a grown woman humping the leg of a crossing guard, or standing dangerously close to a jack hammer, just leave her be, she’s probably reading the book. This too will pass!

Check out Saturday Night Lives Parody of 50 Shades of Grey. (click the link) funny!

And here is a giggle…Ellen has always cracked me up!

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In the Light of the Moon ~

His words captivated me from the very first moment. He drew me in ever so gently with the soft flow of our conversation. Subtle innuendos floated between us, stimulating a depth to each verse that was written. I cautiously read between his lines. His words were unique, piquing my interest. He intrigued my mind, body and soul. His energy was like a magnet slowly leading me down a path I’d yet to explore. He stirred my emotions, passionately placing poetic prose along the way for me to taste. I savoured each one, cautiously looking back trying to keep my bearings. I quickly became comfortably lost, not knowing from where I came. All my senses were tuned at once. He knew exactly how to capture me. We connected deeply, having never met in the physical realm. I wondered if he was a figment of my imagination…an exploration or adventure I yearned for. My heart would stay safe and protected as I reached for more, as long as my eyes stayed gently closed.

We reached fearlessly to another level…I heard his voice and instantly felt our connection deepen. As his first word slip slowly from his mouth my ears anticipated his tone. I held my breath in hope. He became real in that moment. I floated away on the magical story blanket he carefully lay beneath me…I was open to where ever he would take me. Trust.

Each day my mind drifted back into the clouds where he waited for me. We embraced with our energy. I wonder if somehow we reconnected from another time. He felt familiar in a way I could not explain. He had come back for a reason. Perhaps he heard me call.

I could feel him enter my room each night, whispering in my ear...I want you. His energy washed over my body, making me forget I was alone. He stood close enough that I felt his breath on my neck. The energy in his palms and finger tips followed the curves of my silhouette. My walls slipped off my shoulders and fell to the ground like the satin fabric that gently touched my body. I was open, willing and ready to let go of everything, surrendering to him as we started our dance in the light of the moon.

Our energy intertwined, making love to one another, wrapping us both in a warm glow. We continued to inhaled the essence of the moment, both left wanting more. I courageously opened my eyes finding myself floating on what was. I could still feel his presence in the room, he was unable to leave. We were attached to one another by a thin silver thread. I slipped into a dream like state, knowing he was there watching…content to just be.

To not touch the man who caressed my soul with his mind would become painful. To not taste his lips or feel his heart beat would sadden my soul as each day past. To not take the chance that we may explode into something neither of us had experienced, was frightening. How could a man I had never met make me feel so scared and safe at the same time.

Like the moon and the morning sun, we continue to long for one another…

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“Kiss You Good-Morning” ~

In last weeks post I started a list to see the Pro’s & Con’s in regard to being single. I conveniently ran out of time 😉 therefore not listing any Con’s…and looky here it’s a week later and I have conveniently avoided that post again. Hmmmm I say with chin resting between thumb and pointer finger, tapping pointer on my cheek. To be completely honest…I’m just not feelin it. I will trust my instinct and wait until I am ready. I am learning patience in my life right now and we all know timing is everything. Maybe next week I will have a list worthy of sharing…you can trust me, I’m good for it!

Go ahead and read between the lines if you like. I do have a list, I just don’t want my ‘mood’ to dictate it’s deliciousness…see even saying deliciousness has changed my ‘mood’ ever so slightly. I promise my list will be worth the wait!

Being kissed Good-Morning is definitely on my list!

Jake Owens voice and lyrics might get me into the mood to finish my post…

Jake Owens…(thanks for sharing him with me Tannia!)

Come back tomorrow and I will share with you a romantic interlude from my All Things Sexy and Silver website…”In the Light of the Moon” ~

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Reincarnation…

I recently connected with an older gentleman who openly talked to me about his life during World War II. I’m guessing he had to be in his mid 80’s, still a very handsome and charming man, a Fighter Pilot. He was a great story teller. I laughed at the look on his face when he told me he was given an axe not a gun, saying they either didn’t think he was worthy or there was a shortage! (He looked not only worthy but capable even decades later!) He bragged about how good he was at video games with flight simulator. He had all the moves the young kids couldn’t possibly know without the real experience of flying as he did in his day. He then paused in mid sentence trying graciously to hold back tears, apologizing for his moment of weakness, as his eyes welled up when the memory of his best friend came forth. His best friend didn’t make it home. I could have stood for hours listening to him relive moments in his past, but his wife subliminally beckoned his return and he didn’t want to keep his love waiting too long. As he spoke I could feel the love he felt for her, having met her in such an unsettled time. He still did not take his love for granted. His eyes were kind and heart was full.

There are only two times in life that I can think of when we seriously think we may never see our partner again. War and Surgery. War unfortunately involves both in many cases. He was fortunate to return but not without loss. War is not kind to love or friendship.

My recent two part post, Past Lives and Past Lives…part two was a story based on my experience with regression. Regression is a method of hypnosis which leads you into a meditative state where you are guided to explore possible past lives. I don’t know if I believe I was regressed or not. Not only was it 18 years ago, I could come up with a romantic story while standing in line at the coffee shop let alone in a relaxed hypnotic state of mind. It’s just who I am.

Do you ever wonder what lies deep beneath the surface of who you are? Do you think it’s simply genetics with a little learned behaviour thrown in for good measure, or is there much more to it than that? Are you open to the possibility of having lived past lives? Do you believe in reincarnation? Do you think it is possible under the right guidance to go back to see what was? I have always been intrigued by the possibility of reincarnation, perhaps because I don’t believe that this could possibly be it, it can’t be that simple…can it?

Watch this video and tell me what you think? It has to make you question who you are.

The photo I used from above I found while searching for a photo that would remind me of the man I spoke with, it is of Edward Butch O’Hara. If you want to read a story which I found interesting click on the name. You never know what you will find on the net. Love it!

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“You Want Happy Ending?”

“Once Upon a time in a far away land, way up high in the hills there lived a woman who thought a man could make all her dreams come true, and then she woke up with the entire King sized bed to herself. She smiled as she stretched her leg out to the cold spot…Su-weeeeet! ”  It’s all about perspective…

I am no longer looking for a fairytale ending, a ‘happy ending’ would suffice. 😉 When it comes to fairytales it’s not that kind of ending we want, it’s the happily ever after we’re looking for. You have to be happy within yourself if you want to naturally attract someone to join you on the journey to happily ever after, which includes ‘happy endings’ by the way! Good motivation…right?

Focus on where you are right now. What makes YOU happy? I am happy when I am doing something creative, near the ocean, laughing out loud with friends, when I’m healthy, inspiring others and creating memories with my family. Add a great guy to this picture and I am happy, take him out of the picture and hey I’m still happy. Figure out what makes YOU happy first before you add someone else to the mix. A delicious life is irresistible!

I MAKE ME HAPPY ~

Romance for me has always gone hand in hand with happiness. Life is about love and not giving into fear. Fear distances us from real happiness. And romance doesn’t necessarily lead to love. You can’t control who you fall in love with and shouldn’t want to control the one you love.

Fairytales are read to us to give us hope that although life has it’s struggles, we can connect with someone along the way and ‘live happily ever after.’ They allow us to spread our wings as human beings, have faith in love and take chances. They let us believe in something wonderful…for a while until reality rears it’s ugly head!

Even when life has its way of bringing us back to reality, we can find happiness within the chaos. We just need to go back to the basics of being happy within.

Beginning are filled with flirty excitement, passion, lust and desire and all the juicy stuff. Middles are where the lessons are learned, progress is made, evolving and unfolding is done, substance is recognized, bonding occurs and romance takes a step forward towards love. As for the ending, true love has no end.

I am finally happy with who I am and can open myself to romantic adventure that makes my heart beat right out of my chest without the expectation of it being my source of happiness. Happiness starts from within, from there it is completely up to you which direction you go. Ultimately YOU choose whether or not to be happy. Regardless of whether or not there is a man romantically tied to me, I will always choose to be happy. I will live happily ever after…

The End Beginning ~

 

 

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Just Let Go ~

 

Sometimes you just need to just let go with both hands! You don’t need to turn your back and walk away, just loosen your grip and let it slip, whatever ‘it’ is. It might be a job that isn’t inspiring you, a new romance that can’t quite find its way, a relationship that doesn’t feel right anymore but you can’t put your finger on why, or an answer to a question that keeps eluding you. No matter what it is if you give it back to the Universe and surrender I guarantee you will feel free and untangled. Clear your mind and let go of any thoughts that relate to what you are questioning. Set them free. You can only do so much to make things happen in life. When you feel you have done all you can it’s time to just let go.

After you let go you can look at what you set free with a clearer understanding. It will start to make more sense once you create some distance. Your mind can subconsciously process what it needs to without all the internal dialog interrupting constantly. It’s the same as when you can’t remember a name so you put it out of your mind and when you least expect it the name comes rushing back making you blurt it out loud. Have some faith in the magic of the Universes power. Sometimes things happen for reasons unclear to us. We need time to see why we didn’t walk down the path we thought was ours.

Trust your instincts! Do what feels right for you. You might be questioned from those standing on the side lines but again loosen your grip and let them slip! No one knows what’s best for you better than YOU! Staying true to yourself is all that matters in the end.

We get influenced by our fear of not having or doing what others perceive is right for us. We fear losing what we ‘had’ more than we have the insight to see what is ahead. ‘What-ifs‘ start to drift through our thoughts like the boogie man whispering…“careful there may not be another.” Don’t listen! What ever you let go of there will always be another ready to take its place whether it be a job, romance, sailboat, car, motorcycle, airplane ect. However, there is not another you so make you happy and all else will follow. In the end it either wasn’t meant to be or what you let go of will find its way back to you when the time is right.

There is always another romantic notion to ponder, job to explore, relationship to build or any other idea you let go of. When you have the courage to let go of something that doesn’t make you feel good or true to yourself, you are empowered by your action.

Just let go…and be  ~

P.S..as you all know I receive Postcards from Gusto. I couldn’t NOT share this mornings with you…funny right? Check it out! Timing is truly everything ~


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Unresolved Romance…

Is it me or has EVERYONE had an unresolved romance at some point in their lives? I’ve had a couple. One was a marathon that lasted years and the other was over before it started that left me wondering what happened.

These romances can be viewed two different ways; one with my hopeless romantic mind that sweeps me away to my happy place in the clouds, and the other, reality based that comes crashing down right in-front of me missing my head by centimetres screamingHE’S FROM URANUS NOT FROM MARS LET IT GO!” Okay not ALL men are from Uranus but I’ve personally met a few to back that statement up. My problem, I still want to believe in romance and love. Reality can bite me!

Now that I’ve matured (HA), sorted out my unresolved romances, gained wisdom (Double HA), don’t believe everything I hear even if it’s a really great compliment (depends on the compliment), I can jump in with both feet with no fear of someone coming back to haunt me. I’ve learned to take everything slower. (Okay that’s such a load of crap I can’t believe I actually wrote that!)

When you meet someone who knocks you off your feet its hard to ignore. If you meet someone who knocks you off your feet and you have an unresolved romance, you’re not seeing the whole picture clearly. If you can’t jump in without looking back, you have an unresolved romance on your hands.

What I do know from my own experience is that if you don’t resolve a romance before you dip your toe into another one…it gets messy. Unresolved romance can hover over you like a black cloud if you don’t sort it out.

It’s important to start fresh and don’t bring old romances into new ones. Tidy up your house, tie up loose ends so you can jump in with both feet and NOT look back.

Live in the moment, ignore your ego, no regret, take chances, trust, open your heart and have no expectations. When you do resolve romance, it allows you to move forward to explore the possibilities standing right in front of you. You simply can’t have a plan when it comes to romance, but you need to enter into it feeling free and good to go!

 

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Actions Speak Louder than Words ~

Sometimes you just have a feeling about someone and before you know it you’re sharing stories and a coffee with them. There is an immediate connection. When this happens so naturally it’s meant to be. I connected with a friend from Facebook this week who I had never met in person. I have known both of her brothers for 20 years. I mentioned we should meet for coffee and within a week we did. Lots of times words are put out there but they never go further than words. Rhonda and I spent a couple of hours talking about life and love. We’ve had similar experiences over the years so we could relate to one another very easily. We both agreed that Actions in life speak louder than Words.

I am a woman who loves words. I’ve been caught up in them on many occasions; in writing and romance. Words spoken from the lips of the right man can be captivating. We all crave words. When the actions of those words are not present the meaning disappears. ‘Actions speak louder than word’ is as basic as ‘Do unto others as you would have others do unto you’. Words followed by the appropriate action or intent of the words is the ultimate combination!

When there is truth in words spoken actions naturally follow. Everything falls into place with no effort. Its like floating down a river with no paddle. The path of least resistance is chosen for us. It just feels right even if you can’t explain it. When you look back you can connect the dots of what got you there, ultimately it was because someone took action.

Words come from the surface of who you are or who you think you are. Actions come from being authentic with good intention. Conviction is the true test of whether or not your words match who you believe yourself to be. I think too many people release words without having thought about what the impact will be. Others articulate to manipulate. It’s the only way they feel they can get what they want.

When words are spoken purely to stroke ones ego they mean nothing. Ego can transform any word into meaningless jargon. If ones actions don’t eventually match their words we naturally start to lose interest. We all have our limit to how long we are willing to wait to see if any action will be taken. Word without meaning are simply random letters grouped together without purpose.

I am not saying you can’t change your mind once spoken words that come from the heart, it’s your prerogative. I am saying that when actions don’t natually follow words, perhaps those words should have been thought about more deeply before they are spoken.

Action is eloquence.  ~William Shakespeare

All know the way; few actually walk it.  ~Bodhidharma

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Past-Present-Future = Now!

When will we learn to let go of our past? Now is so much more important. Why is history so important to some of us? Does it keep us in our comfort zone? I think so. Years ago a relationship I thought I’d let go of kept seeping back into my life. Just as I would forget and move on it would reappear somehow. Was it the hopeless romantic in me wanting my fairy tale ending? Was it the Universe testing me? Unresolved romance? It can be hard to let go of what was then and concentrate on what is now. Does anyone else relate to this? We can sometimes live in what was. The key is not to get ‘stuck’ in our past especially if it wasn’t a healthy one! Fortunately mine was.

No matter how good you recall a relationship was you moved on or they did for a reason…right? Or was the timing just not quite right? Do we only remember the good? Is that so bad?

I’ve learned first hand that when you focus on the past you stay in the past preventing you from seeing what’s right in front of you. When you bring the past into the present is that living in the Now? Technically maybe and that’s fine if your past was good. If you bring negative energy into the now your just recreating more negative energy.

When you look back do you feel any regret? Do we like to revisit our past from time to time to ensure we have moved on without any regret or do we slip back into what was? I have small regret but nothing on a grand scale that makes me cringe thankfully. Maybe that’s why I like to float back in time.

I love my past and maybe that’s why I have a hard time letting it go at times. I think past, present and future are all good. I think we all like to revisit our past from time to time. It can be a healthy part of our life. I certainly wouldn’t want to be stuck in my past. Being able to balance our past with the present is ideal. Holding onto elements of where we came from helps keep us grounded. Looking back on where we were tells a lot about who we are.

Life is about learning. We need life experience to have growth and unfold as human beings. As long as we move forward in life I think it’s all good. Sometimes I think it’s beneficial to step back in time if for no other reason than as a reminder of how far we’ve come. Our past is what makes us who we are in our present. Any way you look at the past-present-future they = Now. And there is no better place on earth than right here, right now ~

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In Search of the Elusive Soulmate ~

Women are hard wired to find love, some of us crave it like we crave dark chocolate, and why not because love is D-e-l-i-c-i-o-u-s! We are forever on a quest for romance. We are drawn to the intoxicating fumes our elusive lover exudes, as he invisibly drifts by. When we do connect we are completely mesmerized by the chemistry that is created when we touch. When in search of the elusive soulmate it’s important to visualize exactly how you want him to make you feel.

I am reading a new book right now and in it there is a chapter about attracting your soulmate. Before you’re ready to cross paths with this energy whether it be male or female you have to put your order in, the more specific the better. I don’t need male energy in my life but I definitely want it. The search for the elusive soulmate is no different from any other journey we set out on. It’s important to smell the pheromones along the way!

I joked about my journey last month and wrote a post called Eat Eat Eat Pray Love , (got caught up in the eat part a little longer than I had planned lol) I am ecstatic to say I’ve moved forward and feel like I am now on the Pray part, my ass thanks me!

According to the book I’m reading you don’t just have one soulmate. What a massive relief that was to hear! The book is, and don’t laugh unless you’ve read it cover to cover, “The Idiot’s Guide Connecting with Your Angels” I don’t know why I think any of you would laugh because it’s a great book, maybe it’s the Idiot’s Guide part that sounds weird. I walked into Indigo books, and was lead right to it like it was calling out my name, so I had to buy it! I also bought “The Complete Idiot’s Guide to Chakras“, and have “The Complete Idiot’s Guide to Toltec Wisdom“, are you seeing a pattern here! Either 1) I’m a complete idiot or 2) I love the format of these books because of their reference style qualities and I’m intrigued! Pick one and get the books, you will see what I mean! (I’ve added a link so you don’t have to search for them 🙂 Just click on the picture of the book that is speaking to the idiot in you!)

According to The Idiot’s Guide to Connecting with Your Angels’ to help initiate finding your soulmate you should start by asking your angels to help you on your journey. Then, buy a journal that you’re ‘drawn’ to, think of the qualities you want your soulmate to possess, write one quality on each page, concentrate and read each one three times, ask the angels to fill your wish, trust and believe in divine timing and let it go, oh and don’t forget to thank your angels!

I was going to put my list of qualities I hope he possesses but I am not sure if there is enough room! 🙂 But I will give you a few examples of what’s important to me ~ passionate about me and his work (in that order), great sense of humour, smiling eyes, inner strength and incredible sexual chemistry! Don’t knock it till ya try it!

I found this beautiful silk artwork while looking for a picture to add to my post, it’s called ‘Soulmates’ by Artist Lena Reznikova, I had to add it!

Click on the book that piques your interest!

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Can I Start Again?

Have you ever wanted to start over because you screwed something up? I think it’s perfectly legal to ask if you can start again. We did it as kids while playing, we’d begin something and if it didn’t go as planned we’d ask if we could start over. When taking pen to paper to write a love letter, in the days of real romance, we crumpled up what wasn’t just right and started from scratch, several times! How many love letters were lost because of imperfection? How many moments were given away because of the fear of being imperfect? Think about it, your first kiss, riding your bike, making love, drawing a picture. Nothing is done perfectly to start, really close maybe, but not perfect in the real world. It gives us something to strive for. When we say, ‘it just doesn’t get any better than this’, if you really think about it, it can always get better. But what determines better? Stuff? Time? Energy of the moment?

Now that we have texting and email we just press delete and our mistakes are wiped away into thin air, never to be seen in their unperfected state. Sad don’t you think. All those mistakes gone to waste. We learn from mistakes.

Lets take this a little further, do you ever wish you could do the same with life. Look around right now at who or what is in your space and imagine for a moment that you could delete the mistakes you’ve made with a press of the a button, and start again. 🙂 If this was possible, would you? If you did, you wouldn’t be who you are today. You would be perfect! Can you imagine meeting someone perfect? It would be like a writer having only final drafts, no works in progress, nothing to improve upon. It would never work! Nobody’s perfect! We need imperfection in our lives to create balance. It would be really easy but the end result would be no feeling of accomplishment. I don’t like a bunch of loose ends in my life either, I like to have things tied up or at least comfortably undone. I love all the flaws and character traits someone of the opposite sex has to offer, it makes them more interesting. Its part of the story of their life.

I told Scott of my idea for this post and he took it even further. What if we could run our lives with the buttons on our keyboard. I mentioned earlier Delete, but maybe delete is too strong to start, perhaps we could first Backspace a little and re-do a moment we wish we had done differently and then decide if it was delete worthy. Esc, who hasn’t wanted to escape from a moment or two or three! Control, you have it when you press the button. Enter/Return to a moment in your past, just pick one 🙂 Options, a pop down menu comes up and gives you options to pick from depending on the scenario. Volume, now were talkin, no explanation needed on this one! Fn,(function) cause sometimes we just need a little help doing it.

Would you have married the guy standing in the door frame looking at you, or have bought the desk you’re sitting at just because it was on sale. Maybe the room you’re sitting in wouldn’t be a colour you’ve learnt to live with? You might have held eye contact just a little longer with the guy at the coffee shop. Talked to the elderly women a moment longer before she crossed the street. I don’t think there is any particular moment I would delete in my life, but I would go back to several and not rush through them so quickly. I would enjoy every intoxicating moment. I wouldn’t walk away from a kiss that touched my soul because of time or circumstance. I would try to remain in the moment as long as it allowed.

I don’t think starting over is the way to go, although it sounds easy to just ‘delete’. Accepting the choices we’ve made along the way and not taking the easy way out must have some positive force in our lives, don’t you think? You have to live with no regrets and if you make mistakes along the way accept them as part of what made you who you are and focus on what really matters. At least you started…

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Understanding Women ~

Understanding women is similar to being a parent for the first time, what works for your first doesn’t necessarily work for the next. Your basically starting from scratch each time. Each one of us is completely different from the one before. Think of us like a juicy piece of ripe fruit, having the widest variety imaginable!

I was thinking about men trying to navigate around all the female complexities that start at a very young age. My son is only 11 and already the words “girls can be so weird” have rolled easily off his tongue. “Get used to it” appears in a bubble above my head as I smile in agreement. He’s lucky to have a sister who will hopefully help guide him, if he protects her, a fair trade-off when it comes to brothers and sisters I think.

So I was thinking of advice I might give, to him or men in general, it goes something like this:
Give it your best, don’t try to understand how our minds work, don’t lose any sleep over us and hope for the best. Oh and good luck! 🙂

There will be times when women ask for your opinion, you will assume they want your honest one (first mistake) and in the blink of an eye you find yourself trying to back peddle in slow motion, your words have fallen into the abyss of wrong answers and you get ‘the look’. Just know that when women ask for your honest opinion, it’s usually a trick. It’s perfectly legal to respond “leave that with me and I’ll get back to you”, don’t succumb to pressure. Use your best judgment, each time is unique, or play it safe and sugar coat everything when the question starts with”Tell me honestly”…

Valentine’s Day is always a tricky day to man-oeuvre as male energy. Lets try a multiple choice. (if it were only that simple)

Do you buy us chocolates just after we stated we feel puffy/bloated?

A) No, buy a fun house mirror, the one that makes us look really tall.

B) Ask if we would like you to run us a cold bath, to help take the swelling down. (technically this would work…honesty isn’t always the answer)

C) Buy the damn chocolates, decedent cherry bombs from Euphoria Chocolates are amazing!

I once verbalized “I don’t need flowers”and then regretted it for years after. Even if we say we don’t need flowers, we still love to get them, flowers are romance which is foreplay for women! F-o-r-e-p-l-a-y!

Women try sending telepathic messages to men assuming they can be read, they can’t! Example: He goes out with the guys, you slip into that new sexy getup he didn’t even know you had and wait for him ready to rock his world when he comes in. He stay out late oblivious to the scenario playing out in your head, you can’t believe he is giving up this hot rocking bod for a bunch of beer swilling smelly guys, you get impatient, put on the flannels, wash off your face, totally and utterly miffed that he missed a great night of sex! Ladies, if your man even had an inkling of what was waiting in a sexy little number for him back home, I guarantee his night would be cut short! (right C) You just have to remember we have the inner dialog we just forget sometimes to let you in on it!

I have to admit some men are just naturally in-tune with women. I think it’s because they either have a house full of female energy, they were a woman in a previous life or just good old experience! I guess you guys could think of us as a challenge and rise to it. I love men and everything that makes them who they are and we as women can only hope they feel the same. Just remember guys that each one of us is unique and different from the one you previously encountered with our own idiosyncrasies that can change at any given moment. That’s the fun of us!

Variety is the spice of life!

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Going Back to School ~

Okay Girls, we’re going back to school for a semester, what are you signing up for?

TracyTracy signs up for~

I have been spending time with my friend Kelsey who has completed her 3rd year in Human Kinetics.  Kels puts every ounce of her being into her studies, which is reflected in her marks.  Each time we talk I hear the wealth of knowledge she has acquired.  She is a young woman who has found what interests her, and can do anything she wants to.  There is no doubt that Kelsey will be the BEST at what she does when she completes her studies.  I wish I had been as focused as Kelsey when I was her age.

Kelsey has inspired me to think about what I would take if I was to re-enter school.  I know when it comes to school the opportunity is always there, it’s just how badly you want it.  I would take a real mixture of classes, some that would lend themselves to what I am doing right now, others that I just find interesting.

Creative Writing~ I am passionate when it comes to writing.  My Dad, Robert Westerholm, is a writer.  I really love how visual and descriptive his writing style is.  I can appreciate his passion for words when reading what he puts to paper.  Check out his website Caterwauls to get a taste of his style.  I have a love for words in general.  There are so many different writing courses that interest me, but I think I would like to try my hand at  romance.  My Dad has written one of the most  psychological  love stories I’ve read Acts of Empathy.  Inspiration is everywhere!

Silver-smithing~ I would love to learn how to work with silver to create unique treasures.  I used to make jewelry and love the creative process.

Spanish~ Si Aún me siento un vacío cuando se trata de aprender esta lengua y considera necesario seguir adelante con él, así que un día cuando me conecto los puntos veo por qué soy tan apasionado sobre el aprendizaje de ella.

(Yes I am still feeling a void when it comes to learning this language and feel it necessary to keep going with it, so that one day when I connect the dots I see why I am so passionate about learning it.)

Introduction to Theology~ Theology describes the study, writing, research, or speaking on the nature of gods, especially in relation to human experience.  Typically the concept includes the premise that such study is done in a rational, philosophical manner and can also refer to specific schools of thought – for example, progressive theology, feminist theology or liberation theology.  I love the conversations that lead to what we believe in and why.

So goddesses what would you sign up for if you could pick anything at all !!

jacquieJacquie~

I went back to school to work on a degree when I was 25 and at that time I thought I was old!  The most inspiring person to me was a new art history professor who, at age 61, had just completed her studies and was teaching for the first time in her life.  She was slightly awkward and uncomfortable but you could tell she loved the subject and that she knew what she was talking about.  I remember thinking how cool it was that she wasn’t letting age get in her way and, at a time when most people are thinking about retiring, she was just starting out.  Every time I begin to think I’m too old to start something new I think of her and push forward.

I recently read a very interesting article in the New York Times about the increase in enrollment at community colleges in America and how people eager to upgrade skills, or change to more financially rewarding careers, are willing to take night classes at unprecedented hours.  To accommodate all the new students, colleges have started offering courses starting at 6 am or night school classes that begin at 11:45 and don’t end until 2:30 in the morning!  I can’t imagine putting in a full day at work and then heading off to school until the wee hours of the night, but I applaud those who are doing it and wish them much success and fulfillment.  I always threatened my kids that when they were ready to go off to college I’d register for classes myself and be able to hang with them at the cafeteria and out in the Quadrangle.  I did take a few more art classes when Emilie started university and thoroughly loved it.  I’m looking forward to being a senior citizen as I believe we can then audit classes for free.  I’m going to go confirm that and report back as I’d hate to give false information.   OK, found it.  Check out Yahoo! Answers for the scoop.   If you’re willing to take classes without getting credit for them them you can do the audit thing.  I’d just want the learnin’ part so I’ll do it when I’m 65, for sure.

Bonnie Johnson's PostBonnie studies~

When I think about the idea of  “going back to school” I know deep down that I just like to fantasize about the learning.  I don’t really want to go to a college/university and sit in a class or lecture hall with a bunch of students half my age…but I do love the idea of learning new things constantly.   Sometimes I wish that all classes were open to everyone and anyone and I could just drop in on some classes and learn something new and interesting, but then leave if it started to bore me.  Without being in trouble or needing a note.  Yes, I admit, I’d like to flit from subject to subject, learning all the while but not being tied down to any one topic.  I’m sure this speaks volumes about who I am.  Perhaps if I’d studied psychology I’d be able to tell you.  I get bored and distracted quite easily.  Learn, learn, learn, NEXT!  And then there are the tests that come with going to school.  I hate tests.  I panic during tests and when I panic my mind shuts down, my memory disappears and I don’t see clearly.  Not a good attribute for a student.

My son is working on his business and entrepreneurial degree.  I’m very proud at how hard he works toward his goal.  I love hearing about the courses he is taking and I’ve often thought I’d love to take some of those classes too.  I doubt these courses would have interested me when I was younger but now that I’m *cough* older I realize the value in the business knowledge he’s acquiring and I’d love to be able to use it myself in business.   I think he gets flashes of that truth now and again too, but for the most part he’s just trying to get through it.  Right now he still has the stress of getting good grades, working to afford it all, and maintaining a busy social life as well.  If I were to go back to school now at this stage of my life it would only be for the joy of learning.  The grades wouldn’t matter, I wouldn’t have to worry about affording it, and as for a social life…let’s just say going to bed early every night would not be a problem for me.

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My Birthday otherwise known as Valentine’s Day!

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Valentine’s Day to me is the world of marketing all coming together to remind everyone who has ever met me that my birthday is coming!  I’m sort of kidding.

As a child I was special because I was born on the day of Love!  This special feeling lasted until…. well to be really honest I’m still feelin it.

My Mom and Dad both made a big deal about my birthday and we always celebrated me being their ‘love child’.

I loved the whole idea of sending a Valentine to the boy you had a crush on and hoping he reciprocated.  It took a lot of nerve to actually put the card in the mailbag.

I don’t know if being born on Valentine’s Day is why I love romance but it sure helps.

I will spend the day ballroom dancing, flirting, meeting in secret places for just one passionate kiss and when the oven buzzer goes off and I find myself standing in the kitchen, not the woods with a white horse and ridiculously handsome man next to me, I will take the cupcakes out of the oven and watch my two love children ice them with pink frosting.  Perfect!

pink cupcakesTracy

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