What I Expect in a Woman and Partner

I was asked recently what  I expected in a woman and partner. It sent me on a thought provoking mission to gain clarity, which is always good. This is what I came up with so far. And these are what a woman and partner can expect from me.

A person;

  • Who understands that we are not human beings on a spiritual journey, instead, spiritual beings on a human journey,
  • Who knows that commitment means trust and loyalty to protect another person’s back and feelings,
  • Who does not accept me as I am but encourages me to become everything I can and want to be, because they know me that well.
  • Who has experienced enough personal growth to know that change is the only evidence of life,
  • Who has enough positive self-esteem and confidence to be content in themselves.
  • Who wants sensitivity in a man,
  • Who knows that fear is false expectations appearing real,
  • Who wants to be 18 until they die, try anything twice, stay foolish and look for the positive in everything, because their glass is more than half-full and they are looking to fill it to overflow.
  • Who understands that all we have is now, this moment in time, to enjoy and make a difference in this lifetime.
  • Who wants to leave the woodpile a little higher than the way they found it,
  • Who knows that their job is not to change another person, but to hold up a mirror for another to see themselves,
  • Who wants good communication,
  • Who agrees that partners uplift each other in private and in public
  • Who cherishes their mind and body to keep both as healthy as possible,
  • Who understands that self reflection takes times of solitude and contemplation,
  • Who can spend time with themselves without fears of being alone,
  • Who understands that soul mates are truly souls that connect at a deeper level of unspoken consciousness such that when they have not seen each other in years, they can still finish each other’s sentences and start up where they left off as if no time had passed,
  • Who understands that true love, mature love, comes from the soul and cannot be overridden by circumstances of daily existence,
  • Who loves an eternal romantic,
  • Who cherishes that love is a safe place and all we really have to provide is hope.

Way to Go!

I keep seeing these kinds of lists that Successful people do that most others do not. I hate FB for sharing, because most people will judge and that is not my purpose. I simply want to live my life to the utmost.

Here is one that portrays my daily affirmations.

Thanksgiving US 2013

Things to be thankful for this year.

I woke up this morning and looked down and there was no tag on my toe. I knew it was going to be an incredible day!  I love that joke. No matter how many times I use it with people on a daily basis, it always brings a smile to their face.

Things are great! Mary is feeling well, I am safe and well. Those closest to me are safe and well. I have friends and family who are grateful I am here. Life is good. I am grateful.

I spent US Thanksgiving with sister, Molly and her kin – that’s family in North Carolina talk.

I provided some entertainment after dinner.

Lunch With Aunt Maude

Life is full of chances. Sometimes we just don’t take enough before it’s too late!

I had the greatest opportunity to have lunch with my Aunt Maude. She is turning 98 on December 29th. When I called my cousin to arrange a visit, I suggested that my sister and I would come to the house to see them. My cousin, Ruth, said oh no, she will want to meet you guys half way at a Cracker Barrel. That meant an hour and a half drive for them and us, each way.

When they arrived, I found out that Maude had fallen some six weeks ago and cracked her pelvis, so she was using a walker. This perfect women had left the hospital and come home for no more than a couple of days before she announced, “That’s enough of that”, and got up to get on with her life. How determined is that? She is such a go-getter and so is her daughter, Ruth. Neither of them can sit still very long.

I noticed that she had a smile on her face and was just happy to be alive and kicking. So many elderly people fall and break something and that is it. They become bedridden and get pneumonia and succumb. My sister says that Maude has always been the happiest person. She has always been my favorite aunt, and I told her so. As we were leaving, she said, I am just so happy you came for a visit. Tears, right?

It reinforces my belief that happiness, genuine happiness that comes from the soul, increases longevity. That is just one of the reasons I look for humor and excitement in everyday events, starting from as soon as I wake up and announce that something really wonderfully exciting is going to happen today. It is then that I expect and find wonderfully exciting things happening all day. It is just a great feeling of accomplishment when I can say about something that turns out to be really exciting, “There, I knew something really wonderfully exciting was going to happen today!

Although I recognize that I come from a long living family stock, most of my relatives have become infirmed and passed away at a much younger age than my Aunt Maude. I want to grow up to be just like her!

Counter Culture on the Eve of Veterans/Remembrance Day

What does it avail a man to gain a fortune and lose his soul?

I am becoming, perpetually, rapidly, a radical thinker again in my life. My meaning is, that when I see injustice, I refrain from shirking my responsibility to nature and mankind. I understand why so many men and women have fallen into a melancholy state of existence due to their beliefs that others just do not see nor heed their intellectual warning of future events.

No matter on what level we see our destiny, it occurs to me that what we currently believe, somehow has a greater impact that we can possibly imagine. Lincoln could only extend his inner most philosophical thinking to written page and what would become merely quotes dictated by Wikipedia. Did he know what impact he would have on future generations? Never, in his wildest conceptions, did he know his likeness would foster change in future generations by adorning US currency.

When I read and re-read history, I am more than astounded by how the populous merely accepts daily events as non-repeatable newspaper, Facebook, and Twitter articles. I was once absconded by a Berlin bus rider when he noticed that I was reading “Mein Kampf”, in German. He asked, indignantly,  why I was reading that? When I replied, in German, because history repeats itself, except for those who internalize the lessons, he gave me a huge gruff and stormed from the bus.

As Bob Dylan once wrote, “The times, they are a-changing”.  I hope so.

When I see an African-American heritage President, declining to preside over the 150 year remembrance of Gettysburg, after passing through Gettysburg on his entering Washington for his inauguration, and standing with his clasps hand across his genitals during a flag salute at Ft. Hood, rather that solute, as Commander-in-Chief, or at least place his hand over his heart, I am drawn to tears at the decay of our heritage.

In today’s colloquial, “What the fuck”. It is enough to draw a patriot to melancholy, without question. Am I at a point of “Give me liberty, or give me death”?