Monthly Archives: October 2011
A Blog KISS for today. Keep It Short and Simple.
First off, let me say, I am all in favor of relationships and I think marriage can be a beautiful expression of a committed relationship.
Now, I will also say; I am neither for nor against marriage. I am also neither for nor against divorce. So what am I in favor of? I’ll say it again: Relationships.
I AM all in favor of everyone walking their own path of self-awareness and love. I am a BIG believer of relationships. Good or bad, beautiful or ugly they all serve a purpose….. to educate, to enlighten, to evolve our souls.
Relationships create the Alchemy of Intimacy. They provide the opportunity for growth and transformation.
I’m also a big fan of happiness. Happiness is not just home made. It’s also OWN made. We create our own happiness. No one else can do that for us. Happiness takes daily practice. It’s not a one time thing, I’ve got it now, I’m good to go. No, Happiness, like love, is a daily choice we choose again and again each day of our lives….. or not. Always the question is: What are you choosing?
I choose to love myself so I can love you too.
I have been blessed with the experience of knowing unconditional love. Not from another, but for another. And once you experience unconditional love, you can never hate again. The love is too big. It touches everything, it encompasses everything.
I wish you joy and peace, health and wealth, but most of all, I wish you love.
Love always and Enjoy always, T
Sometimes it’s love at first sight. Sometimes it’s not. Sometimes it’s just intriguing.
The following is an excerpt from Return In Time. It’s just a fun little meeting between strangers…..
Teressa stood in front of the counter admiring her new scarf as she waited for Zoey to brew a fresh pot of
coffee. She was running her fingers through the colorful threads of the fringe when she heard a group of men entering the shop. From the looks of them in their rubberized boots and heavy all-weather work jackets she guessed them to be local fishermen. When they got closer, their collective odor confirmed it. She waved her hand in front of her nose.
One of the fishermen, the tallest of the bunch, was busy trying to get the counter girl’s attention, calling out to her by name. “Hey Zoey, make ‘em hot and black, like always,” he shouted over the din of his buddies.
Not wanting to lose her place at the front of the line, Teressa took a couple of steps toward the serving counter. Apparently the fisherman wanted to defy the laws of physics by attempting to occupy the same space as her, causing them to collide as they
each stepped forward.
Teressa stared up at the man, he was easily over six feet tall. “Excuse me!’ she said, setting her hands on her
hips, her tone harsh. She didn’t like being challenged for her place in line.
The large brute stared back at her, as if she was an apparition who had just appeared from nowhere.
“Excuse me,” she tried again, moving to step around him. Unlike the others, he smelled of salt water and ocean breezes.
“What?” he asked, blinking.
“Where I come from people are polite enough to say ‘excuse me’ when they’re rude enough to cut in line.” She stood her ground even though she had to tilt her head to look him in the eye.
“Excuse me, miss. I didn’t see you standing there.” Spreading his arms wide, he bowed and stepped aside. He was still staring at her, but now he had a grin spreading from ear to ear.
“I’m glad you think this is funny.” She was trying to not crack a smile, but his grin was devilishly infectious. She dropped her arms to her side, relaxing her stance. He continued to hold her gaze with his dark green eyes. They were kind and he had a ready smile. Maybe she had judged him too harshly.
“I see you’ve picked up a wee bit of our local color,” he said to her. His deep Scottish brogue was soothing to her ears.
It was her turn to stare blankly.
His fingers reached out to touch the fringe of her newly purchased scarf. “A right fine choice.”
“Here Robert. Take your coffee and get out of her way.” Zoey set a tall steaming cup of black coffee on the counter.”
“We’ve got a table over here,” one of his buddies called out to him.
He picked up his coffee and raised the cup to her in a parting salute. “Have a nice day, lass.” Still grinning, he
turned away to join his friends.
Wonder where that will lead…
Enjoy always, T
When is it time to Get Serious?
How many dates or encounters are required before you know it’s time to get serious? Is once enough or a dozen?
And what does it mean when we say we want to get serious? To me it implies that this is IT. This is the relationship we want to focus our attention on. This is the one we want to believe will take us to happily ever after.
But do we really need to get serious for a relationship to work? Should a relationship be work? Shouldn’t it be fun and enjoyable? I’ve been in relationships that I had to work at - but they didn’t work. If I’m in a relationship and I have to work at it – it must mean it’s not working. I’m no longer working on my relationships. Now, I’m having fun.
What about love at first sight? Is that a myth? Fact or Fiction?
I believe in love at first sight. I believe that sometimes you just know this is someone special. This one clicks. There are billions of people in the world, and we may have dozens of friends, but it’s rare when we meet that one special person who just feels right, the one who curls our toes from the moment we meet.
I’ve felt it, more than once in my life. And whenever I acted on that feeling it always proved to have wings. It didn’t necessary mean I had met my soulmate, my one and only, the love of my life, but at the time they were always Mr. Right, or rather Mr. Rightnow, as the case may be. From the first meeting we made a connection that went beyond casual friends, and they always made an impact on my life.
The following is an excerpt from my next book Somewhere To Belong, sequel to Return In Time:
“Okay, so tell me, do you think it’s possible to fall in love at first sight – or something close to that?”
Souyer cast a sideways glance at Daniel. “That’s one of the funny things about love. Usually, the best time to fall in love is at first sight.”
The old man’s answer surprised Daniel. “Really? You don’t think there’s some advantage in taking your time, getting to know a woman first to find out if she’s right for you?” He voiced his concerns even though he found Souyer’s comment curiously reassuring.
“Aye, and isn’t the only reason you’d be taking that time is because she appealed to you from the moment you met? Oh, it may take some time before the realization settles in completely and makes its self-known, but from my observations, as well as my own experience, either it’s there or it’s not. Wishful thinking will no make it happen – nor make it go away.”
Daniel could see the logic of the druid’s advice. Even a long, drawn out romance was likely to start with the all-important first impression. Either the spark was there, or it wasn’t. Still, he worried that his attraction to Kayla could just be a heavy dose of lust at first sight, infatuation, or even a simple case of wanting what he couldn’t have. The allure of the taboo was too strong not to be considered.
He thought about the moment he had first laid eyes on her as she was bending over him along the river road, backlit by the sun. He’d known even then that he felt an uncommon connection between them. A feeling of recognition stirred somewhere deep in his soul, as if he was aware he was meeting someone special. He had called her an angel.
Relationships do that to us. They transform us. They create the Alchemy of Intimacy.
Enjoy always, T
I just Googled Romance. It returned 582,000,000 results. Really, 582 million results for romance. That’s a pretty popular item.
That made me think about a magazine called Popular Mechanics. I wondered if anyone has ever done a Popular Romance? Just a thought.
So I just googled Romance Magazines, and yes, sure enough, there’s a magazine called Popular Romance. And True Romance, Christian Romance, Light Romance and of course Dark Romance. The list goes on, and on. It returned 293 million results.
I found an entry called; Romance on a Rocketship. That sounds interesting. And kinda fun. Oh the places we’ll go….
Fly me to the moon, and let me play among the stars. Let me know what life is like on Jupiter and Mars. Thanks Frankie.
Okay, then I googled Romance Movies. I figured that would be a big one. Not so much. I only got 30 million results for that one. That surprised me. I expected a lot more hits for Romance Movies. Shouldn’t it also include Romantic comedies. There seems to be quite a few of those.
I could spend days here looking for romance, there’s so much to choose form. I’ve realized that Google is a great place to find romance. Why didn’t someone tell me this before?
Enjoy always, T
We are here to create our lives.
We are here to create, and create and create some more. Whether its a building, a bridge, cars, clothes, books, blogs or romance – we humans create.
Every moment of every day we are creating our lives. We can not stop the process. We are regular creating machines. Even if the only thing we are creating is our state of mind – our state of being – we are creating. It’s just who we are. It’s what we do.
Our subconscious is where our magic lives. When I saw that statement, I knew exactly what it meant (I think). My best creations are nurtured and birthed by my subconscious mind. A place where I can simply allow my thoughts to float in blissful wonder to be nurtured by non-judgmental creativity.
Thankfully for me creating feels so darn good. I’m at my best when I’m creating. When I’m writing and I’m in the flow of creation, life is grand. I’m feeling my best. I breath deep and know I am creating this moment, this story, this life.
And ain’t life grand?
Enjoy always, T