The last few weeks have been busy. With so much going on I wasn't feeling very sociable.....unusual. I had some errands to do so I thought going incognito suited how I felt. I changed my style of clothes, no jewellery, wore shades, hat, etc.....I walked everywhere - easy to do in a small town. An accident almost happened when someone driving by did a double take! Noticed a few double takes! not sure why, I wasn't that outlandish! who knows....maybe
I notice more being incognito. Friends stared for a long time, I could see the wheels turning, but they never said anything :) I had to take the bus for my last errand. While waiting at the bus stop, I guess a vehicle behind the stop was honking. A young lady approached me and said that the people in the car (honking) were probably trying to get my attention. I noticed it was my son and his friend. I went over, leaned down to the window and said ~ what are you guys doing, you'll blow my cover, I'm incognito! My son said, mom, I recognized you a block away, you're wearing my t-shirt and hat!!
Why do men 'say' they want a confident woman, yet I 'hear' from confident women here, myself included, that men are only browsing. What do men mean by a 'confident woman'. Personally, I'm quite comfortable with who I am and would never lower my wants/needs for anyone. Also, how do you define yourself as being a confident man that would attract an awesome woman. I am truly curious. Back to how a'confident woman' is defined so quickly. Are you scanning/selecting words and wording. Are the blinders on too tight. Is there subconscious sabbotaging going on with unrealistic expectations. How about being afraid to take a risk beyond just being here. True to my sign, Leo, I am curious. And yes, I have contacted matches on my own and those who have visited my page - I learnt not to do that,lol, especially if a man looks and doesn't say hi, doesn't matter that his profile sounds perfect to mine, leave him alone! lol What does the word 'confidence' encompass for men. Boy, I hope I didn't open a can of worms here
I would appreciate some true insight for a moment and no bs.
ps I have met many sweet men here who have contacted me to share more than hello and we contine to share. I do wish everyone all the best here
I share others poetry because I'm not posting my poetry! Still writing and compiling - one day will have my own book on poetry and musings. As for certain feelings and views, it's only my opinion, but posting too much would be unfair to a prospective/present partner who deserves to hear from me first, and in some cases, be the only one to hear. So, this blog will be light! Positive comments only - 'I can last two months on a good compliment.' Mark Twain Which can go further, a positive comment or a smile?
The Invitation
It doesn't interest me what you do for a living.
I want to know what you ache for, and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart's longing.
It doesn't interest me how old you are.
I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dream, for the adventure of being alive.
It doesn't interest me what planets are squaring your moon.
I want to know if you have touched the center of your own sorrow, if you have been opened by life's betrayals or have become shriveled and closed from fear of further pain! I want to know if you can sit with pain, mine or your own, without moving to hide it or fade it, or fix it. I want to know if you can be with joy, mine or your own, if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful, to be realistic, to remember the limitations of being human.
It doesn't interest me if the story you are telling me is true.
I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself; if you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul; if you can be faithless and therefore trustworthy. I want to know if you can see beauty even when it's not pretty, every day, and if you can source your own life from its presence. I want to know if you can live with failure, yours and mine, and still stand on the edge of the lake and shout to the silver of the full moon, "Yes!"
It doesn't interest me to know where you live or how much money you have. I want to know if you can get up, after the night of grief and despair, weary and bruised to the bone, and do what needs to be done to feed the children.
It doesn't interest me who you know or how you came to be here.
I want to know if you will stand in the center of the fire with me and not shrink back.
It doesn't interest me where or what or with whom you have studied. I want to know what sustains you, from the inside, when all else falls away.
I want to know if you can be alone with yourself and if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments.
by Oriah Mountain Dreamer
They walk close together
They've done this before
Today it is different
They found love once more
For years many struggles
Each one had their part
Now for some reason
Their life has new start
So as the tides ebb now
The soft sand will soothe
Arms 'round each other
Their journey is smooth
Chance to start over
No words need be said
No looking behind now
Their eyes straight ahead
Caught in the magic
Of waves on the shore
Sparkling like diamonds
They're spirits now soar
Soft are the breezes
That always revive
Walking toward sunrise
Their love comes alive.
~Francine Pucillo~
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