Life is meant to be shared ~

“I just need to find someone to share it with” is what I keep hearing from those around me. I can relate as I’m sure many of you can. Life is meant to be shared. Sharing it with friends and family is incredibly fulfilling but finding a partner to share it with intimately seems to be a quest of many. Need is maybe not the right word. I’ve struggle with this word at times. In the past I’ve associated need with weakness. “I don’t need help, I am a self-sufficient strong independent woman who can do anything.” Hearing that back doesn’t sound the least bit weak although it’s said with the intention of not wanting to appear weak. (and I can be slightly stubborn at times) There is nothing weak about wanting to share and explore the beauty of life with an intimate partner. The trick is finding the right one.

As a woman it’s hard to balance independence and strength without losing your femininity. Women naturally want their man to take care of some of their needs. Some of us even have the burning desire to be save by a man. I need to be saved from myself I think. At times I think I am only attached to this world by a thread, I often find myself floating away to my world which seems in no way a reality.

I think until you allow yourself to be vulnerable in life you don’t really experience all life has to offer. There is nothing wrong with wanting someone or needing someone in your life as long as you’re not dependent on them. That’s when obligation and expectation step in and wreck everything in one clean swoop! When you lose your independence you give away your strength. Balance is so important in life, yin & yang.

Want is perhaps not as scary as need“I just want to find someone to share it with.” I think there are life experiences we need to have that strike a cord within us that make us move to another level. And then there are life experiences we want that enrich and allow us to grow as individuals. Feeling vulnerable is not an emotion everyone is comfortable with, I’m certainly not. When you’re ready to open yourself up and be vulnerable, real passion in life begins. Passion is something in my opinion that needs to be shared. When you have real passion for what you do you can’t help but inspire those around you.

I was in the company of my parents on the weekend and their chemistry after 60 years together is still in the room. They found someone to share it with and somehow manage to keep from floating away making their passionate love a reality. It is possible. I’m looking for that someone who will feed my soul, not my ego. Who will let me float away when I need to but will reel me in from time to time to balance my fairy tale with reality.

We all want to share a part of our life with someone. It doesn’t have to be all at once, it can start with bits and pieces until it feels right to share more. It’s not a race. It’s about timing and letting go to allow your life to just be.

We as human beings like to share. Elation, can’t help but be shared. Love yearns to be shared. Desire burns if not shared. Inspiration is wasted if not shared. Music is created to share. Lust comes undone when shared. Peace wants to be shared.

Life is meant to be shared…

 


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One of My Many Aha Moments !

Tracy

I was only 14 pages in when reading Marianne Williamson’s book ‘ The Age of Miracles Embracing The New Midlife, when I had an aha moment that I think about often and wanted to share with all of you.

Marianne wrote;

ONE DAY I LOOKED AT MYSELF in the mirror and indulged in full-scale self-pity.
Oh, I remember when I was young, I thought.  My skin was tighter, my breasts were higher, my rear was firmer, my entire body was voluptuous.  I had so much more energy, and I practically glowed.  I wish I had realized what I had when I had it…and now I’ll never have it again.
Then another voice in my head intervened.
“Oh, Marianne…,” it said, “shut up!  Let me give you a rundown of what it was like when you were younger.  Your nerves were jangled, your heart was restless, your mind was disordered, your appetites were addictive, your love affairs were tragic, your talents were squandered, your opportunities were wasted, and you were never at peace.
“What you did then, in fact, was exactly what you’re doing now: You kept thinking that if only things were different, you’d be happy.  Then it was whatever man or job or resources were there to save you; now it’s if only you were still young.  Reality check:   In those days , you looked good but you didn’t know it.  You had everything but you didn’t appreciate it.  You had the world at your feet but you didn’t realize it.
“ You know what it was like?  It was just like now!”  Thus began my recovery from “youth-itis”

I think that there is no better time than the present !!  I loved this book because it puts aging into perspective. It is a gift to finally be at a point in your  life where you can concentrate on making a difference in the world WHILE being comfortable FINALLY in the skin your in.  This made me reevaluate what I think is important in life.  I decided to do what I love and everything else would follow.  I started to live in the moment and live my life authentically.  I hope you do too after reading this.

TracyThe Age of Miracles

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