Beach music
I am relaxing into the rhythms of the beach. A number of days stretch before me.
Time to have some coffee on the screened-in porch on my favorite white wicker rocker …
Storybook thoughts
It’s almost too sappy to share, but blog I must, even occasionally on vacation. I’m at the beach. It’s been gorgeous. Last night there was a full, bright orange moon. It was shimmering on the ocean. I thought of romance. A walk.
A great guy who likes sand between his toes …
Way to his heart
I was going through some old issues of O magazine. I hate to part with them because I enjoy them so, but ultimately I enjoy organization in my home more.
So I came across a memorable piece written by a woman who prepared a special Bolognese Sauce when she wanted to show a man she really cared. Because it simmers for hours, it fills the house with a wonderful aroma yet still allows for getting yourself ready if it’s a special evening. The recipe was part of the story, which I found completely endearing.
I specifically remember enjoying the article the first time around and shutting the magazine afterwards. It didn’t occur to me to cut out the recipe because there wasn’t a specific man I was trying to impress.
Now I have a whole different attitude. I cut out the recipe.
Quoteworthy
Found while going through an old O magazine:
Time is a created thing. To say, ‘I don’t have time’ is to say ‘I don’t want to.’
– Lao Tzu
Just asking …
So if indeed we manifest everything in our lives, why has the daily spam in my email folder quadrupled? And why do most of the emails pose sexual questions?
Universe?
Vision quest
Decided to create a vision board, a la The Secret. The idea is to make your goal more concrete and visual. So I grabbed some magazines last night, about 9:00, and started pulling images and crafting my man/relationship concept.
Ironically, it was right about then that sex in a very young package appeared on my doorstep. And I turned it away. Which, when told to my friend Mary, prompted this quip, “Sex on your doorstep? Sounds like the title of a novel.”
Just hours before another young lovely on a skateboard had asked me to “hop on.” Another clever name for a novel? The Universe is having a blast, yes?
Mary suggests that my “love light” is definitely on. Now I just need to use it to attract a whole, sweet man for a multi-dimensional relationship.
Seems that vision board needs to be very clear.
Air
I was already a little breathless on the treadmill when a news report showing the two firemen who died in downtown Manhattan came on, complete with audio of the emergency calls. They choked to death. No oxygen.
I felt my eyes tear up and became acutely aware of my real, honest-to-God breathing.
Male review
A review/update is in order as I continue my quest to manifest a wonderful man for a fabulous relationship and document it on this blog:
– I didn’t buy new sponges or make room in my sock drawer as described in my August 5 post titled, “Bringing in Ken.” Nor did I make over my Barbie bathroom. However, as promised in my August 14 entry (”In the pink”), the pink tank top is a goner. In the garbage. Finito. Whew! And, as indicated on August 10 (”Picture it”), I did put a heart-shaped frame on my desk.
– The 25-year-old mentioned in “The lust factor” on August 6 saw me coming out of my apartment building today as he was gliding by on a skateboard. Asked me if I wanted to hop on. How does a grown woman not laugh out loud at that? But he is trouble, a flashing red light, and so I let it lighten my step and headed to the gym.
– I still want to dance and travel and talk deep into the night and, yes, other things with this pending man.
– The online dating site isn’t producing much in the way of dates, but has been extremely illuminating in the area of learning how to ask for what I really want.
– Add to the list of things in my home that need a dose of testosterone — my DVD player isn’t working. For the complete rundown, see August 13 (”Help! I need somebody”).
– The poem called The Invitation continues to haunt and delight me in its profundity. See the August 8 entry titled “Essence” to read it.
– Every day I ask The Universe to present the right circumstance for my bold move, as described in my August 16 post (”Fear not”).
So there you have it. I end with my affirmation:
I am powerful, loving and harmonious and equipped to attract the ideal man for me, under grace in a perfect way.
Principles of success
A friend told me about this book she was reading over dinner the other night. It gave these four principles of success:
1. Be the love that you are
2. Always do the right thing
3. Follow life and the living
4. Forgive
I love these because they are so simple and they encompass so much. Plus, they are as meaningful in what they say as in what they don’t.
I have surrounded myself with good, smart friends.
Just say no
Another potential date on an online dating service. He seems nice, but immediately wants to skip over the preliminaries and sends his personal email address. I tell him I’d prefer to keep using the designated format and its secure email system. Next phase, he sends his personal email address again.
I hear a voice in my head. It is my friend Erin Weed saying, “You want to be wary of a guy who doesn’t hear ‘No.’”
He doesn’t hear ‘No.’
I close the match.
