Category: Contentment
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The longing
is real,and uncomfortable.Like beautifulstilettosthat are justa tiny bittoo tight…At some pointbittersweetshifts tounbearableand one hasto broker somerelease,or at leasttemporary respite. And while theprudent ormore togetherindividualsamong uswould advocatefor temperance,perhaps evencounselrestraint, orat the very least,quiet, modestsuffering,I have no suchqualmsand howllustily asI contemplatethe dire situationconstitutedby yourdistinct yetunfortunateabsence,knowing full wellthatthe heart wants exactly,whatthe heartwants:you. ~Lu
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The joy
of simple things,that aren’tthings. A genuinesmile,connection.Sipping wine,whilecooking everydayfood.Laughter.Kinship.Appreciationfor theother’sspecialness,rarities, quirksandoverallgoodness. Contentmentin easyconnection.Followed byeasy partings,knowing thatthiseveryday event,will happenagain. This isthe beautyof aneverydaylife,well-lived,forever gratefulfor theseno-longer-strangersand theirprofoundimpact. ~Lu
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Sometimes
just looking at you is hard. You catch my gaze and my breath. You’re ordinary to the naked eye, to the uninitiated and the uninformed. For your special brand of black magic runs deep, and lethal. There is no cure, ask me, I’ve looked. I have tried to get away, and faltered, tried to move…
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The luxury
of small rituals cannot be overstated for it is indeed truly glorious. The preparation and serving of a meal to dear friends. The crafting of a single perfect cup of coffee. The lighting and contemplation of a candle. Prayer. These are some of the simple patterns that add texture to my life. Tell me about…
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There’s a gentleness
when you hold me. A soft, almost anticipation in your eyes. Our breath syncs, and I cannot distinguish my heartbeat from yours. My cheeks are wet, as strong emotion escapes my body. So this is what it feels like to truly live. This simple magnificent pleasure, of being fully seen, and wanted. ~Lu
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Friends
New ones, old ones, related by blood ones, separated by distance ones, down the road ones, and dare I say “work ones”. All of them great ones. I may not have hundreds, yet the two handful count ones I do have, are literally worth their combined weight in gold. Every single one. So what makes…
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Post 100
Dear Reader, thank you for dipping in here with me. This water has helped quench my soul. Sometimes tiny droplets, often raging oceans, and everything in between. Thank you, for participating here, ingesting delicate sips or guzzling gigantic bucketfuls, despite the consequences. So jump aboard, and let’s continue paddling through the next 100 pauses on…
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Is it beautiful
where you are? Have you built a life that feeds your soul and spirit? Is there music, and laughter, and kind words? Is there time to exhale and relax and just be? Is there great food, and parties, and fun? Is there birdsong, and moody clouds, and rainy duvet days? Is there good chocolate, and…
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So you
surprised me today, and in a very good way. And I realised that this very pattern is likely to repeat itself for as long as we both shall live. Your magic unlikely to dim, your tender heart pure. And again I stand in awe of the wonder of you. ~Lu
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Energy
flows between us now. A constant stream of connection, contentment, and also delicious turbulence as we navigate the trickle, to the stream to the roaring ocean. To love is to die, in order to be reborn better, more fully formed. More you, open wide to the discovery of self, and a glorious other. To love…