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I am "The Full Monty"- Vibrant, Educated, Articulate, Twisted. Absinthe Drinker, Diverse and Sensual,. World Travel Freak, Guiness Beer Drinker, Simplistic and Flirt! Lover of Life, Trying To Keep The Flow, On a Journey unknown. Won’t you Join Me?

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Monday, January 21, 2013

I want things to be so much easier than they are at times. In my mind right now- I have so many thoughts in different directions. It isn't so easy for me to just pick one thing out of the many, and it takes much more effort to just bring it all into focus. There are things about myself that I look into the past not to hold onto but if anything to learn from. I wish you could see into my soul and I wish that I were able to convey the not so much of a storm but the dust wind of emotion. I try and breathe...ever so slowly.. I am doing my best to expect something grand and worthy. Something in which I can sit down with another woman who is in her journey and smile and say to her: "Ahh my dear- the travels I have had in my life time involving the heart....." it is at times the not yet painted picture, with only a brisk touch of the brush, and yet an empty pallet still awaiting further color, dimension, a story.

A woman yearns to share her being. Her very fiber with another. It is another aspect of us to bond. It gives us a feeling of release to share our hearts with one that is in alignment with her .... this in turn is called the *kindred spirit*. We grow restless at the prospect, and flow effortlessly around every rock, every turn, like a stream- with the hopes and anticipation of joining if anything a heart- which is our sea. United and fluid in movement- yet guided by the moon and the sun to create- ebb and flow.

Darling, if these words whisper to you, and you understand truly this hearts song- then I pray you make it known, for a woman's path is never straight- but always entwined with turns and dives. It would give me the utmost pleasure to exchange our energies, to embrace with not only a kiss but our two beings uniting as one. And yet, if the journey must not take place at this time- for reasoning's unknown, may you know that a part of you has been embedded deep within. a moments bliss is more enchanting, then a lifetime of non existence of your presence.