How Long? (Warning: this is Dancing Naked!)

Today’s Music Muse – How Long by Matchbox Twenty

Link with lyrics – http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/matchbox20/howlong.html

When love hits, it can hit hard! Regardless if it’s a new love or old love. There we are, just living life, and then, BAM! It hits!

If you don’t grab it and hold on, it could just pass you by. The feeling of wondering if it’s right or wrong can get so overwhelming that we just wait. Why? Let’s look at this.

What does the perfect love look like to you? Is it heart stopping, breath taking, palm sweating, fire in the belly romance or is it that comfortable feeling of someone who just gets you? Sitting together – sipping tea, coffee, wine, whatever – no words spoken. Just hand holding, looking at each other, enjoying just the feel of being. Why can’t it be both?

For me? I am greedy – I admit that I want both! I want that heart stopping, breath taking, palm sweating, fire in the belly romance with that special someone who just gets me. I want romance, soft touches, quiet words, loving glances, hand holding, just being together … and I want fire, passion, tear my clothes off, throw me down, and … well, you get the picture.

This is the deal – if you don’t have both, you’re missing out on the greatest human experience. We are sensual creatures made to enjoy the sensual side of life, but we are also nesters needing that deep soul connection to another.

Being raised in an era that frowned on the pleasure of sex and the sensual feelings, I grew up believing that it was wrong to experience the yearning of the physical desire for another. It was wrong to need that part of the human connection, unless you wanted to make babies. Especially as a girl!

I remember the first “talk” I had with my mother. Sex was not for enjoyment, but necessary to do my duty with my husband. If I enjoyed it, I was a slut. It was dirty, and not ladylike at all. But, if I wanted to keep my husband happy, then the best I could do was sit back, close my eyes, and wait until it was over. And, I had to remain a virgin until I married.

I remember watching “those girls” in high school and hearing them talk of their conquests in the same way the guys talked of theirs. And I also remember the tales and talk about “those girls” that could destroy a girl’s reputation in one second flat. I remember thinking then that if it was so wrong, why was it that the boys could enjoy it. Why weren’t they labeled the same as “those girls” and seen at outcasts?

Those thoughts, of course, were put away. I fell in love, married, and did my “wifely duty” as I had been taught. When my young and very handsome husband even suggested something out of the missionary position, I was aghast and appalled that he would even think of asking me to do something everyone knew only “those girls” did. After a while he stopped asking, and our sex life fell into a routine that held very little pleasure for me – even though, I pretended.

As I have grown older and become more aware of myself and my own sensual nature, I have found myself opening more. I realize and have become enlightened to the pleasure, sensual nature of the physical connection between two people. The more I have given into my sensual side and the desire to explore, the more I acknowledge my own beauty. I now know that I am beautiful and sensual, and yes, sexy. I am a sensual being made to experience pleasure and enjoyment.

My husband? Well, we are still together, and sometimes I wonder if he is ready for the new me. After waiting so long for me to awaken, I see him sometimes with a look of confusion on his face. But I suspect that he rather likes the new me, and this love we have?

Well, he still gets me and we still sit together holding hands, sipping whatever it is we drink, but I have grabbed onto the heart stopping, breath taking, palm sweating, fire in the belly romance, tear my clothes off, throw me down love! Yep, even now!

Don’t Hold Me Down

Today’s music muse – Don’t Hold Me Down by Colbie Caillet

Link to the song:  http://youtu.be/d3zLCKaEfb0

When I opened this song this morning, my first thought was “Wow”!  It felt that Colbie was in my head and my heart.  The first stanza says,

I’m just so tired of these troubles that I try to hide.
Makes me wanna wash away my whole world inside.
I think it’s time that I make changes in the things I do.
This weight on my chest I am ready to loose.

I have been in the process of making “changes in the things I do” for several years, and there are times when I feel as if I am in a hamster cage running around and around in circles going nowhere.  I have kept my real feelings hidden for a very long time – wanting to make changes, yet not sure how.  Not being one to shy away from a fight, I go round after round pulling myself to a new place.  Sometimes, it is a good place, and sometimes, it feels unsafe and toxic.  It is those times that weigh me down for a while until I break away.  Over time, the weight of the struggle and battle feels too much, so I hide.  My mother-in-law had a saying that fits here.  “I just keep putting one foot in front of the other.”  Wait, it gets better!

Second stanza:

I have been rocking back and forth across the line.
Hanging for a moment on the wrong side.
Now I’m standing up, I think I’ll be here for a while.
Hope I remember how to keep on this steady smile.

“I have been rocking back and forth across the line – hanging for a moment on the wrong side.”  So, all I can say is, “That!”  I’ve been on the wrong side often trying to crawl out of self-dug holes.  I’m at the edge, standing up and standing strong.  That steady smile?  I smile because I am standing up!  And now for the chorus:

Don’t hold me down.
Oh, I was getting so far.
Don’t hold me down.
Cause I don’t wanna fall apart.
Don’t hold me down.
You see me waking up and feel it now.
I’m breaking down and nothing’s gonna stop me now.

We do get in our own way, don’t we?  Often, it is easy to blame the people in our lives, but in the end, it is up to our own selves.  If someone else gets in the way or holds us down, it is because we allow it.  We can wake up and say no to ourselves.  Say yes to be strong and speak your voice.  What do you want to break through?  Are you ready to wake up?  It is that waking up process that breaks down the walls and obstacles and lets us soar.  Finally,

I know I’m gonna fight it.
I’m tired of being blinded.
So….

I won’t hold me down.
Oh, I wanna go so far.
I won’t hold me down.
I don’t wanna fall apart.
Don’t hold me down.
You see you’re waking up and feel it now.
I’m breaking down and nothing’s gonna stop me now.

No, no.
Nothing’s gonna stop me now.

Saying, “I know I’m gonna fight it” seems like a self-prophecy, but we are, after all, human.  And when we move out of our comfort zones, it is our nature to fight it – even if that comfort zone is not a good place.  But making the statement, “I won’t hold me down,” and “Nothings gonna stop me now” is a ground breaking step.  Don’t hold yourself down!  “You see you’re waking up and feel it now!”  Wake up!

“I’m breaking down and nothings gonna stop me now!”

Plot Twist – Moving On!

There is a meme I saved on my phone that says “When something goes wrong in your life, just yell, ‘PLOT TWIST!’ and move on!”  I seem to be doing that a lot lately as are a lot of people I know.  Since I’m a thinker and a writer, and since I’m known to evaluate my life and the events that shape it, I may yell, “PLOT TWIST!” but I just cannot help from processing and regurgitating it before I can move on.

From a scary surgery I experienced in October to a loss of a friend and a friend experiencing a loss of a partnership, I have so many plot twists that I could be a James Patterson spy novel.  I have looked at my own reactions and responses and made some observations of my own.  With each twist and turn, I learn to respond instead of react and to become extremely grateful for those in my life that hang in there with me. 

I am a reactionary – yep! I admit it!  Buddhism teaches us that life is neither good nor bad, but it is our reaction or response that creates good and bad.  I like to think that way, but, well, sometimes bad things just seem to happen.  Ah, but that’s the reaction.  Responding tells me that with each ending, a new beginning shows its face, regardless of who is experiencing the event.  I can confirm that without hesitation. 

The surgery taught me to allow others in my life to help me.  It was a lesson that was most needed, and I am working on mastering it.  The loss of a friend as she transitioned to another place of being taught me to appreciate my life and those people in it that are always there in spite of me.  The friend who is experiencing the end of a partnership is teaching me to take a really good look at my own partnership in life.  What is it that brings me back to central?  I found the answer to that question.  No matter how angry or how many angry words are spoken, my partner – my husband – is my North.  When I feel lost and confused, I can center there and return to North.  That’s a most important lesson to learn. 

Many people come and go in our lives, and many people will teach us valuable lessons.  But it all comes back to that one person who is your North.  That person is different for everyone.  For some, it’s themselves; for others, it’s a parent or sibling; it may be a good friend; or it may be a life partner.  Take a good look in your life.  Who is your North?  Claim him or her and allow yourself to have a North.  We all need one!

Now that I know my North, and can say with confidence, “PLOT TWIST!  Moving on!”

 

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Maybe It’s Just a Friday

Yesterday was a day of feasting for those of us in the United States.  I have friends in other countries that are amused at the amount of feasting that goes on that carries over to what we call Black Friday.  I have to admit that, while I love the food and the eating, I also feel a bit guilty at the amount of food consumed when so many have so little.  Nothing goes to waste since we have a big family, but there is still that feeling of overwhelming sadness.

Sadness gives way to gratitude very quickly when I see all of my family gathered together laughing and smiling and just being together.  I know how blessed I am that we all live so close together and that we actually love and like each other.  And I know that I am blessed to have what I need, even though there are times that it seems there is nothing there and nothing coming.

But what astounds me is that I know that our family is not alone, and yet, the world seems to be searching for that next thrill and next best thing to fill some void unspoken.  I understand that void as well because I have felt it many times.  But when all is said and done in this life, the only void that should have focus is the gratitude heart.

Joining those that fill the stores on Black Friday which now begins Thursday evening does not fill that void.  Fighting the other shoppers to grab the newest Thing with the door buster price does not fill that void.  Maxing out the credit card or spending the rent money to buy those amazing newest Things that will surely tell your family and friends just now much you care for them because you fought the crowds and won does not fill the void.

No, looking at those intangible things that make your heart sing each and every day fills the void with gratitude.  Those are the newest Things that are worth the struggle.  And those are the Things that will fill the void.

I would change Black Friday into Pink Friday – pink for the color of love.  Or how about green for healing?  Or maybe we just call it a Friday?

Really Dancing Naked

Dancing Naked has been about self-discovery and being.  It is time for reality and truth.

I come to this place now because of a very real physical event in my life.  And because of this event, I have had to face some very real fears and challenges.  I had surgery to remove a tumor at the back of my head that caused some nasty side effects.  The ordeal surrounding the surgery and the insurance issues is for another time and to be visited on one of my other blogs. But suffice it to say, I have had to take a good long look at my own self-image and at what I want to create in my life.

Tackling my body image is the main focus of my mental and emotional equation.  Yes, I know I have been outspoken to those women who have been a part of my life that we should love our bodies as they are.  But, I admit here and now that while I was espousing those truths, I had my own issues.

Gaining weight and attempting to fill the void with food became my demon to face.  I am back on the weight loss bandwagon – not because society expects me to be thin and fit, but because it is something that is part of my own internal healing process.  I admit that I do not love my body.  I am sad that I have allowed my mental and emotional state to affect my physical state.

So, starting here and now, I am on a mission to love my body once again for what it is and how it looks.  I welcome this journey, and I invite you to be a part of it with me.  By agreeing to be a part of it with me, you also agree to look at yourself.  Do you truly love yourself?  Do you accept your body as something beautiful to be cared for and loved?  Those are questions well worth asking.  And then we can all be . . . .

Dancing Naked

Here Comes the Sun

I love the early morning!  It’s quiet and the world seems to be holding its breath just before sunrise.  There is a quiet pause in the air as if in anticipation of what the day will bring.

As I wait for the sunrise this morning, I create my day.  It is the final week of a Journalism class, and I have a profile article to write and submit as my final project.  To complete the project, I need to interview a few more sources that know my subject.  I am out of my comfort zone with this, so my mind races with thoughts of whom to interview.  With only a few short days to complete this process, and my adrenalin is amped up.  Is this what it feels like to anticipate the coming of a new day?

So, I realize that this is analogous to what the earth feels each and every new morning.  That increase of earth-alin holding its breath, heartbeat racing, anticipating the new day and what us humans create.  Wait for it!  Can you feel the rush?  Ah, here comes the sun just peaking over the horizon creating pinks and oranges that show the promise to come.  I feel the rush as I send the last interview request email imagining pinks and oranges of the promise to come.

This is why I love early mornings just before sunrise!

International Women’s Day

Today has been selected to celebrate women on a global level through International Women’s Day.  I was asked a question a few days ago how I was going to celebrate, and I honestly could not answer.  That we have selected one day to celebrate has been considered by some asking why just one day.  And shouldn’t it be everyday?  While there is some truth in that, I want to take a moment to really consider what this really means to me.  After all, I have lived my entire life as a woman, so I should have some insight, right?

I do believe that it is important to take a day to really call into mind just what a woman is.  We all know the Betty Crockers, June Cleavers, and the little woman in the kitchen baking cookies for her family with a smile and pearls dressed to go out on the town.  We know the Betty Friedans, Gloria Steinems, Helen Reddys, and those women who fought so hard for equality in the workforce and for an equal voice in life.   And I completely love and respect all of these women.  But, what I want to ask is – What is being a woman to YOU!

Here is what it means to me.  I am an equal partner to my husband.  I can be tough as nails when I need to be or soft as feathers when I need be.  There is no shame in taking care of my family, and there is no shame in pursuing those things that make my heart sing.  I can be proud of the sisterhood of woman even though often it seems as if we tear each other apart with our jealousies and envies.  I can be proud of those women who have stood strong all over the world to make a real difference.  And I can be proud of those men who have stood with them as they embraced their own strength through “their women.”  Even the phrase, “their women,” sounds a bit anti-feminist, doesn’t it.  We do not belong to anyone, and yet, when we acknowledge that we have a partnership in our life, there is a true connection that gives some ownership of the partner.  So, being a woman also means that I honor the man with whom I have shared my adult life, and frankly, I don’t mind being “his” woman because he is “my” man.

That is the most important piece of this for me.  Being a woman that is strong, independent, empowered, and attempting to be authentic in this life is about relationships – with myself and with “my” man, my daughters, my grandsons, my son-in-law.  I can be exactly the woman I want to be anytime.  I can choose to make my heart sing.  I can choose to change careers and live my life as I see fit.  And no amount of legislature, societal rules, or cultural norms can change that in me.

What does being a woman mean to me?  Freedom to choose to love, honor, and be myself.  So, in honor of International Women’s Day, I absolutely love being a woman!  How about you?

Ahhh, Serenity

So here is my Astrological horoscope for today for Pisces –

“As a calm comes over your emotional life, look for other areas of your life to grow more peaceful as well. For any social outings today, try to choose an intimate spot that’s conducive to private conversations. Avoid crowded places with loud music or a raucous clientele. Even your wardrobe should reflect your inner calmness, and should feature neutral colors and comfortable fabrics that frame your face and let your personality provide all the color.”

I laughed as I read this because I am calmer today and there are definitely other areas that a calming.  And my chosen colors for clothing today?  Neutral – khaki green slacks, white blouse, khaki vest, and khaki shoes – this before reading my horoscope.  I am in the flow today!

The factors that brought out the chaos has not changed much, but my response has.  Why?  I went back to basics and have spent more time in meditation.  At least, that is part of the reason.  But here is the main reason:

 

In one life changing event, we found ourselves driving our youngest daughter to work in Calistoga each and every day.  To make this trip less stressful and more enjoyable for our grandson, I take him to different places each week to give him little “science” lessons.  This past Monday I took him to the Petrified Forest which he loved.  We hiked the small trail and took in the magnitude of the petrified trees.  On Tuesday, we decided to visit the Napa Valley State Park.  And we took one of the smaller hiking trails.

Now as most of my closest friends know, I have severe osteoarthritis in my left knee.  I should have had knee surgery several years ago, but without insurance, it is still not a possibility.  Anyway, we hiked and found this amazing creek.  How peaceful it is to discover absolute serenity.

And this is why my emotions are calmer and I am responding rather than reacting.  I recommend getting back to nature, of course.  But this was amazing!

Saturday Morning – My Now Moment

Saturday morning in the Bay Area – such a delicious time of day.  I awoke to cloud cover, actually it’s called the marine layer.  Cool – crisp – the scent of fennel and eucalyptus in the air.  It is quiet with sounds of the freeway in the distance, pigeons cooing the morning in, and the sound of my little furry companion, Sammy, as we walked to his favorite spot.

It is these times that I look around me and remember from where I have come.  I am also reminded of where I am going, but most of all, I am reminded of my now.  And that is the most important remembrance – my now!

Now, I don’t know the weather statistics in August, and frankly, I don’t really care.  But this is what I love about living in the Bay Area.  These mornings of cool, crisp air and my beloved marine layer that shields me from the glaring sun.  My now this morning is understanding that life is always hanging in the balance between the quiet cool and the glaring hot.  It is in that balance that we rest.  It is that balance that allows us to charge forward in the right and perfect time – and it is always the right and perfect time.

My now moment is remembering that regardless of events and circumstances, I am at the right and perfect time of my life and my experience.  Because it is this experience that allows me to create.  It is this experience, in my now moment, that I can fully Be.  And for this I am grateful – that I can just be for a moment to remember me.

The coffee is waiting for me, and it is time to go back inside.  I will relish this now moment and share it with you, my readers.  Take a now moment for yourself and just be.

38 years

Today, June 15, 2012, my husband, Wayne, and I are married 38 years.  I can’t believe we’ve made it this far.  I know it sounds corny, but it really has gone by fast.

We were such babies when we got married.  I was 18 just out of high school, and he was 20 and still in college.  No one gave us a “snowball’s chance in hell.”  After all, we had only been dating for 2 months when he asked me, and when we got married 4 months after that – well, that makes it six months.  I graduated from high school and got married all in the same month.

I’m not really sure how we did, but we beat the odds to be sure.  We have experienced plenty of obstacles along the way – financial disasters more than once, job loss, moves, and illness.  But with us, those things only made us stronger.  We have learned to rely on each other entirely, because we have each other’s back.  We may not agree with the other’s choices entirely, but we will defend the right to make that choice and allow the freedom to be that choice with every thing inside us.  Perhaps that’s why we have made it this far.

I don’t know what the future holds for us, but this I know.  I have someone who supports me and who has my back.  There are times when I have felt like cashing in, but I don’t.  Why?  Believe me – it’s not from some convoluted thinking that I can’t make it alone.  I know I can.  I just think that through it all, I am a better person with me than without.

So, on this day, I wish my husband, Wayne, Happy Anniversary!  I love you more than you know!

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