Honestly

 

Honestly everything is in balance... For all that we are there is all that we are not.

I'm wrong quite often. I may not know what's the right way to do things or proceed all the time. Don't judge me for my guise of confidence because I'm hiding my inexperience & vulnerability. It's how I cope, I'm human and embrace my mistakes and try to make right by others on my journey.

I don't deliberately hurt people. I find that is in bad taste to compete, slander or behave cruelly when I don't get my way. Not getting your way is a good thing sometimes. 

I'm not perfect but I no longer feel the need to get even and then intentionally hurt people because I think they wronged me... That's disrespectful to myself and others. 

I love myself and respect others so I do my best to apologize when I'm wrong and let it go when people are intentionally unkind. Karma will right the wrongs of others. Not me. 

Life is too beautiful and the journey too short to waste on such pettiness.

Love yourself more.

Week

 

The week comes and goes but strength is found within us everyday. There's nothing like enjoying the week with new experiences while appreciating things you have in your life. Here's an old one... 

Do you jump into new things or dwell on the past? 

Enjoy!

Kisses, m.

Test the Water

(5-6-2010)

Honey. Go on now. It’s your turn. Well, what are you going to do? You can’t stand on the edge of the pool all day. There you go… a little closer. Test the water. A toe? Come on. The whole foot. Silly Girl. Of course it’s cold. You will adjust to the water once you’re swimming. Yes. I do know what I’m talking about. Stop shaking your head. It’s ok to be afraid. Just don’t let it stop you. When I was a little girl I didn’t know how to swim either. Your grandpa had to show me out at the McGovern’s lake. And we certainly didn’t have these little floaters you have. Keep going. The sooner you get in, it will feel better. That’s a girl! Like that. Both feet in. So brave. I was actually a bit older than you when I started to swim. Much more afraid than you too. Grandpa had to drag me out to the water and drop me in. It was far worse than being dragged to the bath tub. What a commotion it caused. Goodness gracious! I thought I was drowning in shallow water. A-a-ah. Leave those feet in there. Or I’ll put them back for you. See, there I was, putting up a fight. Just like you right now. Of course, nothing like your pouty little lip trying to be angry with me. Soon enough, I found out my kicking and screaming was about nothing. Took to it like a fish in water. Almost so much that I wouldn’t get out. Not even for dusk. Nearly took your two uncles and grandpa to wrestle me out of the lake that evening. I spent most of that summer swimming in the lake. Go on now, get it over with. Just dive in.

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Enjoy!

Kisses, m.

Steamy

 

Hot outside? How about hot inside your AC temperature controlled hideouts? There's nothing wrong with romance or how it finds its way into your life. Not all people are meant to find it the same way. While it's steamy outside there's nothing wrong with it being steamy inside. Love yourselves Dolls and Ken's. 

And make no mistake, my favorite Dolls and Kens still know better than to mistake what I write here about them. Sorry to disappoint you gossiping ladies. 

Here's an old one...

Do you let others tell you how to live and love? This doll definitely doesn't recommend it. 

 

Skin

(4-9-2011)

The darkness of night comes and wakes my body to find me still around him inside wanting more. In the cool chill air of the dark room lives the creature of silence that waits for our sounds. In this moment we’re still continuing in, there’s the absence of depth and boundaries to the world.

The folds of the blankets can not separate our interlocking forms. Both of his arms are wrapped securely around my reclining waist as he lifts my left leg back to meet him for another dance. Buried deep between our legs a slow fire rises from the ash once again. We are the very pieces of a human puzzle connecting in a perfect moving union. There’s no end or beginning with our gradual movements that escalate from slumber to full awakening.

Waking fingers begin their tingling dance across our bareness. The weight of his fingers lessens as they dance on the bare flesh of my left hip bone. Beneath their touch my skin responds with tiny shocks of electrical current shooting to the tips of both of my feet.

The gooseflesh climbs from the top of my arms down to the base of my calves when he gently exhales a breath of air against the back of my neck. The warmth of my open palm caresses the small of his back and the base of spine shocks with reaction to my touch. My warm lips find a home upon his wandering lips that seek solace in their momentary embrace.

With every kiss we’re climbing toward the release of our flesh. Touches send shockwaves of electrical currents within our union, until the moment arrives and subsides to leave us locked into placed once more in the darkness of night masked in the fur blankets surrounded by the sounds of silence.

Wake up

 

There's nothing like waking up in your life to find that you absolutely love where you are, whether you're in love or not. Love affairs are grand things and something to be embraced, I suppose even without knowing they'll last or not. Everything has a lesson for growth in life even tragedies. Here's an old one about giving into a love affair even if it's not what you had in mind.

Do you wake up with gratitude and love your life everyday? 

Enjoy!

Kisses, m.

Affair

June 14, 2011

“As I can recall it’s a lot more attention than I want to draw…” he says it with a smile that lets me know that he’s in.

But of course he’s in. He’s always in.

The lobby of the hotel where we meet is always packed by the rush hour hustle of people escaping back into their lives while we’re escaping into each other’s arms. Every time we meet again it’s another excuse when it shouldn’t be.

Tumbling away from his arms I throw myself face first into the sheets to muffle my screams of pure sheer ecstasy.

Like clockwork and the steady hands of a timepiece we’ve finished making love on the floor next to the bedroom for the third time when it happens, the same as it always happens.

“No more. We shouldn’t...” I tell him.

He moves his hands a little further down past my waist and leaves them on the back of my thigh. “You always do this. You want to do this. Shhh.”

“It’s always what we want. Don’t you think we’re being selfish?” I posture my question and place three small kisses on his chest.

“Selfish. What could be selfish about love?” He turns the question back at me while playing with the soft flesh on the back of my knee.

As we embrace there’s a man with a woman possibly his wife watching us in silence. Between our breathing sounds I can see them stare from the corner of my eye while he leans in to kiss my neck. Attention, it’s always more than we need but there’s no denying the need for us. The couple moves on while we lose ourselves in another kiss.

“Love? I guess… it’s not what I’m saying. Don’t you think it’s unfair how we do this? We have to run away together, this way. The escape from our…”

“Lives? How else would we? Can you imagine if we didn’t escape?”

“The thought of having to make this work between our lives seems impossible… Yet we do.” My words are softer as I look into his eyes.

“We make this work?” The beat of his heart makes mine stop as he leans to kiss me.

Outside I let him hold me closer than before when he asks, “Are you sure?”

“Absolutely. No more excuses.”

“As I can recall it’s a lot more attention than I want to draw…”