Unconditional Love: As long as there is hope, I believe!!!

I just love this song! It has been replaying in my mind since I stumbled upon it this yesterday! Now this is '"love'" at its most endearing. We all dream of a love so pure, so unconditional, something that was once thought to be only existent in fairy tales. Sometimes words alone are just not enough. As much empathy conveyed or felt. Meaning sometimes gets lost or even missed. Maybe you just aren't prepared to hear it. It takes commitment and perseverance to make it through the bad times and help remind each other of the good times. Feeding, nurturing the wounded soul, mending the broken heart, lifting the destitute spirit. Even helping each other through another day!

When your a point where you are faced with such  insurmountable life altering event and you feel lost and alone. Take heart, you are never really alone. Like a warm woolen blanket on a brisk winter night, you can feel it surrounding you, wrapping you, holding you tight, never letting go, holding on for dear life. You can run out of fear or even hide from the notion  as  unnerving and  uneasy it makes you feel, but you cannot deny it! Because it is real!  If you feel the need to take refuge, let me shield you from the storm, protect you from the unrelenting rays of the sun for it may burn.

As long as hope is alive and dwelling in our hearts and minds. I believe! I don't care how ridiculous the notion, the die hard romantic in me wants to believe that fairy tales can come true and one can live the dream. Enjoy!

Chris is just amazing. His voice, dedication, and his heart, just unmatched!! I mean just wow!!

Chris Medina-What Are Words lyrics

Songwriters: Lindal, Andre / Christy, Lauren / Jerkins, Rodney

Anywhere you are, I am near,

Anywhere you go, I'll be there,
Anytime you whisper my name,
You'll see,
Every single promise I'll keep,
'Cuz what kind of guy would I be,
If I was to leave when you need me most,

What are words
If you really don't mean them when you say them,
What are words
If they're only for good times then they're done,
When it's love, yeah, you say them,
All of those words,
They never go away,
They live on,
Even when we're gone,
[ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/c/chris_medina/what_are_words.html ]
And I know an angel will say
Just for me and I know I'm meant,
To be where I am and I'm gonna be,
Standin' right beside her tonight,
And I'm gonna be by your side,
I would never leave when she needs me most,

What are words
If you really don't mean them when you say them,
What are words,
If they're only for good times then they're done,
When it's love, yeah, you say them,
All of those words,
They never go away,
They live on,
Even when we're gone,

Anywhere you are, I am near,
Anywhere you go, I'll be there,
And I'm gonna be there forever more,

Every single promise I'll keep,
'Cuz what kind of guy would I be,
If I was to leave when you need me most

I'm forever keeping my angel

The Challenge: At a loss for words??????

Tell me, are you good at expressing yourself verbally? Can you convert your feelings and actions to text easily?

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Organized Chaos From Theory to Practice: Making sense of chaos

Organized chaos is generally defined as a situation or place that seems to be in chaos, but has an underlying organization and pattern which is evident to those involved in the situation. But my personal version goes a step further and diverts to the left and is slightly off centered.  My version of organized chaos reflects the state of internal disarray and can be applicable to describe the a complex situation or process that appears chaotic while having enough order to achieve progress or goals some displaying more amateurism other skills whereas others are far finer tuned, a refined skill of sorts. 

I have determined that I am my worst enemy at times. Constantly asking myself the age old question ‘”Where is that piece of paper? I just had it. I just had in my hand less than five minutes ago! Where the heck did it go? It’s got to be here somewhere! Ugh! I hate it when I do that!’” If that was something happened every once in a great while, it wouldn’t be a big deal. Everyone loses something every now and then. But for me, well that is a regular occurrence. Organization or lack thereof, is a constant battle for me. I hide it well. I actually have quite the got-it-all-together reputation. But between you and me, I’m a fraud. Just take one look at the chaos I refer to as a desk, and you’ll know the truth. The truth is I spend a lot of time looking for something I've lost, remembering something I’ve forgotten, or creating something I’ve already created.

I honestly do hope that most of you do realize that a person’s appearance can be deceiving. A seemly calm and collected situation from the exterior may sometimes not be representative of the actual situation going on upstairs in the attic of one's own mind. It's something I have always had a natural flare for. I am inclined to handle a great deal more stressful situations than most. Some may even say that I crave the spine twisting stimulation to function on a daily basis. That is absurd though in relation to my personal life. But professionally I do enjoy the occasional stressful deadline where the clock is ticking literally and deadlines coming down to the hours and minutes. Strange as it may sound, I assure you I am off my rocker or insane by any means. I can function just as well with absolutely no stress. So, I am not obsessed with it.

Self-awareness is a lost art in this day and age. In this, however, I am all too self aware. I am under no illusions as to my limitations in this area. I am an artist, after all. Creative minds aren’t always the most organized ones. While I prefer to work in my strengths, I recognize my own weakness that can  and will overcome them.

I know myself well enough to know that I will never be the type who has all my pens and pencils lined up by size and color. I will never color coordinate post-it notes, to-do-lists, or files. I appreciate your having read this thus far, but really, you won’t understand; it’s okay. While I know my organizational limitations, I have learned to overcome my organizational deficiencies enough to at least become the fraud that I am.

Why Do I Do It?

Why do I need to be organized at all? Well, I’ve learned that if something is worth doing, it’s worth doing well. If I spend all of my time re-tracing my steps because I’ve lost something, then I’ve missed the point. I’m a good worker; a hard worker, so I don’t want to have to redo something that I’ve already spent a lot of time on. If it’s worth doing, and it’s worth doing well, then it’s worth remembering where it is. Seriously, it took me forever to remember my new cell number.

I also really love interacting with people. I would have a cup of coffee and enjoy a meaningful conversation with interesting people; you know really getting to know them. Finding out what makes them tick, learn about their hopes and dreams are. I’ve learned, however, that my eagerness is unmatched and cannot compensate for forgetting their phone number, forget to meet them when I miss an appointment.  I’ve learned that my lack of organizational skills can be misconstrued for lack of care. If the people in my life are that important to me, then I need to have some sort of organization to keep up with them.

I’ve also noticed that organizational skills can often be the difference between mediocrity and success. My relational people skills won’t matter as much if I don’t have the aptitude to back them up. Organization is what sets people apart. It’s what can give you that edge and make you shine. It’s how you can love people and display competency at the same time. It’s how you get entrusted more and more to do the work that you love to do.

How do I do it?

How do one create an illusion of being more organized than one really is? Well, it’s something innate and knowing myself, I’ve learned to bring my creative strengths to the equation. I’m actually pretty efficient at the creative portion of this phenomenon. I’m just not the best at maintaining it sometimes. I can come up with a phenomenal method for keeping everything in line, but if one doesn’t keep it up, then it’s worthless. Knowing this, I’ve learned to re-create organization often by reinventing myself many times over.

I have always enjoyed the creative side of the equation and I relish the notion of it, because its rather refreshing and keeps the information relevant. If one looks at it as an art, instead of a pet project, then I’m more likely to do it well. I may be deluding myself, but if it works, that’s okay. This is how I can create something that looks very organized and how I’ve often wowed people with my organizational skills. When that occurs, it usually brings this cheesy smile to my face, almost pasted from ear to ear. I honestly don’t know how life was before now. It seems almost second nature.

If you are anything like me, if you have trouble keeping track of details, papers, meetings, notes, phone numbers, doctor’s appointments, children, don’t worry, there is hope. You too can overcome your own disorganization. You too can learn to dazzle, shine, and pull off that professional edge. We can’t confirm our creativity to someone else’s constraints.

The key I think to keep it in check and not losing it all in a matter of seconds is a delicate innate skill not learnt, but rather something that I believe is something that one is born with. It is impressed into your psyche from birth, a natural talent if you will. That is not to say it can't be learnt, but it would be a fete in itself to achieve   since it isn't something that comes naturally to said persons. 

Where does one start you might be asking? Well, a good place would be to first take stock of the said situation and to revisit a few concepts to re-enforce some basic values like Self discipline, Self respect, Respect for others or for property and many other values. We also believe that physical exercise and physical challenges are an excellent way to help boost confidence and self esteem. 

But honestly have you ever thought “How am I going to get all of this done?” or even “I can’t find things I’m looking for; I can’t catch up with emails, or return calls? Maybe it’s time to organize your proverbial mess inside your head. The following are not absolutes but rather suggestions and ideas to help you get started on your way to a more efficiently organized chaos and achieve your goals:

Step 1: Set Holistic Goals 

Think about what’s really important. Where would organization be the most beneficial to you and the things that are  important to you? Concentrate on those areas

• Often when we consider our goals we look at them individually—career goals in one category, personal goals in  another. 
• While employing the SMART Goals philosophy, take a holistic approach to this process.  Goals for both your professional and personal life should be homogeneous.  Evaluate them for compatibility. When goals are not synchronized they become impossible to attain. 

Step 2:  Prioritize Your Goals -

• Spend about 15 minutes a day focusing on what you need to do in those important areas.
• Write things down – in one place. Keep one notebook that you carry everywhere and write everything in it. If you lose it, you’re screwed, so guard it with your life
• Don’t stress over it. This is how we were made and wired, its not natural to think that we can easily over come such an obstacle. Embrace who you are and don’t apologize for it. Learn to laugh at yourself – it’s okay.

Step 3: Create and Document Your Plan 

•  Develop routines. Repetition will help you to not forget the details. Soon certain tasks will come naturally.
• Block out sections of time to work on the mundane tasks that you hate. If I waited until I felt like it, a lot of things wouldn’t get done at all. Suck it up and get it done.

Step 4: Remain Flexible – In a world where change is a constant, don’t confuse having a plan with being handcuffed to an inflexible regimen.

• Don’t try to organize everything. You won’t like it. You won’t keep it. It will only bring you stress and anxiety.
• Think of your plan as a method for balancing competing demands on your time, energy and resources, so that what’s most important to you can be accomplished with less mess and stress. Even the best laid plans need periodic adjustments. One my favorite quotes states: “Fortunate are the flexible, for they shall not be bent out of shape.”

 Step 5: Take a deep breath. Smile. Don’t let the organized people in your life make you feel inferior. In fact, just for fun, go ahead and mess up their pencils when they aren’t looking. Watching them freak out will be very, very satisfying.

-Lost

The Comprise: Getting over the turn off!

It's amazing how we all have our own idea about what is acceptable and what isn't. But sometimes what we assume as opposed to reality are not at all the same. When we first meet someone we are out to impress and make sure that they see us in the best light. After all they do say that first impressions are the ones that last. Let's face it we spend too much time worrying about what others think about what we do. Maybe if we spent more time just keeping it real. Getting connected and building relationships that last, the world would be a less complicated place. I mean ffs it is not life that is complicated, its the people that make it so!

So, here is my challenge to you. Keep it real, take the time to know someone. I mean really know them inside and out. Appreciated and celebrate the differences and cherish the similarities! Cheers!

-Lost

Pleasurable pain: The art of missing someone.

You wish he was here. You say you would no longer fear.  All the crazy things you said, they keep running through your mind. You didn't think about it, you just went with it. You don't ever want to let him go, you want him near. Nothing prepares you for the inevitable torture that you are about to endure. Nothing reins true and spares the heart from such excruciating pain of missing someone you have grown fond of, someone who has so suddenly etched themselves into your psyche. Nestled themselves into your subconsciousness. You have spend years building a fortress around your heart, protecting it from those who mean harm, those who pretend to smile and speak with false charms.  That cast iron resolve that once stood tall no longer hoovers over you. For he has broken through. His warmth and charisma radiates and calms my raging seas that have long since tormented you. You can feel my fears  melt away. No longer felt does the dark shadows linger in the midst. The moments that we have shared, the memories that yet to come. The mere promise of what could be send your body trembles at the mere thoughts. He makes my heart dance with delight, and he mesmerizes you with his words, he has this uncanny way about him. Without saying a word you soothe your heart. You have never wanted anything more than you want him. What magical and mystifying images that race through my mind. With each passing day we grow closer. With each moment you’re not at my side, you miss him.You long to be by his side, hold him close, and never let go. It is hard to imagine how life was before he came crashing into my life. Saying goodbye as we part, is something that breaks my heart. But take heart in knowing that you he to be with me as much as you do.

'" I am not ashamed to admit it, a matter a fact I want the world to know I miss him!""

 -Lost

Blissful Ignorance: Sometimes its best not to know

To all the world, it appears mighty 

Even majestic a midst the jungle foliage, deep and dark.

Green and vibrant, full of life with each rain,

Life is renewed, rejuvenated 

Dare not utter a word for fear of exposing the very fear

That sends feverishly cold chill down the vine

Strong and firm, yet when exposed and drenched, 

even the most sturdiest of things could break in two

Who would have ever imagined, who would have knew 

What fears rule thy grain, feed thy porous soul

Make them stop, dare not ponder

Why does my mind continue to wonder

What inexplicable horrors awaits

I would rather wander aimlessly

Enjoying the blissfulness of ignorance

PMS, Not Just A Female Phenomenon: Male PMS Explained

Male PMS? Sounds absurd, doesn’t it? Premenstrual Syndrome for years has just been associated with women and their monthly timely visitor. Suppose it’s because it is social unacceptable to talk about a premenstrual syndrome in men being that they don’t ovulate. But I’d like to challenge that notion, because let’s face it. PMS is more than just unfortunate side effect of the monthly menstruation cycle in women. It is about a hormonal change that gives way to symptoms. Unlike women whose symptoms occur 1 to 2 weeks before the onset of her period once a month, male PMS symptoms can strike at anytime and theoretically speaking, ‘”male pms’” can even be a lifelong condition with not. A little like an open season pass to be an ‘”ass’” if you will.  That’s right. ANYtime. Isn’t that convenient? Males’ levels of testosterone are highest after waking and fall throughout the day.

Personally, I have observed this most particular phenomenon among my boyfriends, two brothers and countless number close male friends. Each seemed to experienced random bouts crabbiness,  even borderline bitchiness along with swings, stomach cramps, and even hot flashes, all of which seem to be caused by a drop in testosterone.. For most it’s just an isolated occurrences where one veers off course from a normally even keel personas and the bouts of moodiness rarely lasts longer than a couple days at a time. Whilst others suffer from a more debilitating condition that symptoms are more long term and goddamn, it’s seriously unpleasant. Sound familiar?

Male PMS is something we all love to joke about; I mean it’s hard not to see the uncanny similarities of the symptoms to that of the female phenomenon. Studies have been conducted and have proved that many men really DO suffer from a condition similar to PMS, which they’ve dubbed Irritable Male Syndrome (IMS). No joke.

Now what I am wondering is,  is how do you tell if it really is Male PMS or is a case of being a royal pain in the ass? Suppose a trip to the doctor’s office could diagnose the condition and if it’s directly related to a natural fall in testosterone…hahaha!

So yeah, guys? Next time you feel the urge to perplexed by our monthly moodiness, PMS-induced behavior, just remember: we have to put up with YOURS, too.

The Journey Begins: Blind faith

Photo by: Mr Blue! One of my favorites! Enjoy!

For all that you do, for all that shared I am eternally grateful. For you!

Unbeknownst to me, you've stolen something 

Something that cannot be returned

Like a thief in the night you have stolen my heart

You are by far the most amazing person with the purest souls

I have ever met and as genuine as I could have ever hoped for.

You have given me a second chance in life; you dare me to dream,

You challenge me to be me without fear of being judge

You appreciate and cherish me for who I am,

Never expecting anything from me in return but my time

  Words can't explain how thankful I am of you

There is no denying that you make me want to smile from the inside out.

When we are together, time melts into nothingness.

Hours seem like minutes and minutes seem like seconds.

The most delectable thoughts of you invade my mind and haunt me days and nights.

I've been given a glimpse, a taste if you will of what magical delights lies ahead and

It is you who brings joy to my house of discontent. 

Like most things in life there is a level of certainty and

I no not where the road will lead me, 
But I do know there is no where I would rather be and
 No one I would rather share the spectacular view with than you

 I won't lie or attempt to deceive, I am scared out of my mind, 
but the delicious possibilities outweigh the risk factors hands down.

Risking it all for the sake of what might and will be.....

-Lost

Lost's Random Musings: A Look Inside Revisited

Photo by: Mr Blue! I absolutely love it! Wow appeal!

Ever wake up and realize that everything you have known about life and everything in between has all been but an elaborate illusion? All this time you were sure you had it all figured out. What you wanted, what you feared, what you craved. In a matter of seconds '"poof'", disappears into thin air. That once comfortably numb feeling that has kept you sustained for so long is no longer inexistence. A matter a fact you can not even for the life of you remember what it felt like. You almost miss that sensation of comfort not because it was necessarily the ultimate of states one would hope for, but because it was all you have known. Something that was ingrained into psyche maybe even second nature almost. Strangely enough it was not frightening notion, I mean I was not scared per say, more perplexedly at odds with my own senses.  Maybe even confused, disoriented. Like a whole-wind of emotions cast into the blender of life. 

Until now, I had come to accept a few ideas, notions if you will to be fact. Based just on convenience and well just because it was the quickest less complicated resolution at the time.  One of them being there was not going to be anyone who could move me as '"he did'". James has been my vice for more than a year. I mean let's face it he has a way with words, its effect inexplicable.  They sang to me, mystifies me, but honestly what are words without action? Well, basically they would be nothing but mere symbols or marking on a page or in a book. Lifeless and inept to fulfill their promises. I have never claim to be the champion communicator or the most level headed individual, but I do think I know a few things. 

In all fairness, the creation and ultimate demise of the love affair gone wrong was more of a collaborative effort than a single-evenhandedly undertaken endeavor. For it did initiate the shedding of the initial layers of the seemingly impenetrable barrier between me and the world. For this, I will forever be grateful. It will be hard to forget an life altering experience, because it showed me that I was capable of loving again. But in the end, through all the hurt feelings and spent emotions exchanged, it was he who gave me what I needed most at that point in time, he released me, set me free. Thank you, James for your ultimate gift. Not all good things were meant to last. Like the sugary sweets left out in the hot summer day, left to its untimely ending. Stolen moments in time, time that was borrowed can not be kept. Our story was not written in the stars. Fate had different plans for us. I hope destiny comes knocking at your door, and that you will find someone who will give you a reason to move forward without hesitation.

-Lost

Fate, Destiny and Life: Just a mere coincidence or meant to be...

Even wonder how you would spend an unanticipated moment in time with a total stranger? Consider this scenario if you will, two random people cross paths along the busy highways of life. At that moment they are plunged into a situation, thrown together suddenly, shared a brief moment in time and were surprisingly attracted to one another, and even connected on a level that was beyond meaningful. But in the end somehow they still did not end up together. Now I know I am not alone in feeling sad at such a tragedy befall such compatible souls, but that's only if you interpret it as an ending. I mean the mere notion that two people could connect in such a unique way, in such a way that defies logic and breaks all the rules and still not end up together is just heartbreaking.

It’s not every day that one can click…mesh so well with another and at such an opportune time and still be drawn and feel so at ease in their presence but not want to explore that.*sigh* But in life I believe that there are no real beginnings and endings; instead, everything is continuous and ongoing. There are so many things in our lives that are indefinite. Finding love and companionship certainly are among those indefinite occurrences.

Is it really a case of two random people crossing paths only by chance, or was it fate that had brought them together? I for one don’t believe in coincidences. I mean I don’t subscribe to the notion that things happen for no reason. Maybe I am being a little too optimistic or that’s just the hopeful romantic in me speaking, but I firmly believe that everything happens for a reason. People come in and out of our lives at opportune moments and impress upon us in varying degrees. Some experiences sweet as nectar from the bountiful vessels of life and other more bittersweet. At first taste the sensation sends you soaring to greater unimaginable heights then soon the lighter than air feelings soon turn sour and wither away. Not all good things were meant to be forever. Sometimes it’s enough to just relish and enjoy them for what they are for as long as the taste is agreeable.

Life’s full of a myriad mix of delightful moments strung together by more often than not rather dull and routine moments that could extract the very life that flows from within your lifeline. Those who are forever in search of that constant thrill of exciting moments are in for a rude awakening. Because unless you live in an amusement park and have an unlimited pass to all the rides of life, it isn’t happening. So, if you ever find yourself in an opportune moment having to share a moment in time with a total random stranger, but look a gift horse in the mouth. You never know what wonderful things are in store. Just open your mind, think outside the box and let your spirit roam free. I promise you, you won’t regret it! 

Dawn Breaks: New Beginnings

No one ever realizes the impact that they have over another. 
A million thanks will never be enough! XXX

As the dawn breaks, your sun rises from the west

And greets my horizon in the east

It soothes and warms my soul

Effortlessly you reached through time and space, 

Crossed many an ocean and invaded my thoughts

You're like a dream, something I could have only imagined

But now fate has lead us in the crossroads of life

I do not question the reason; I just trust in you all that I hold true

You are a spirit free and your mere presence is so uplifting

A warm gentle breeze whisks through the empty rooms that dwell in my heart.

For it is you that has revived the rejuvenated,

Given me hope for what lies ahead

Blue skies, sunny days, fluffy pink cotton candy dreams

These images they replay in my mind

And I find that thoughts of you seem to linger

I am a fool hopelessly gitty at the mere notion of you…

Lost

Technology Killed Romance: The Modern Love Story

Keeping in touch with our loved ones now only takes a couple of clicks of the mouse. We can see someone halfway across the world via webcam and talk via messenger platforms such as Skype and yahoo . Emails are sent and received within a span of five minutes. With technology improving every single day, all the romantic/cheesy stuff we've seen in movies while we were growing up are slowly disappearing. No one really hand-writes love letters and sends it through the post office or daydreams about meeting that special encounter again through fate, when you can just look them up on Facebook.

I can’t even remember that last time I actually received something through the post. Snail mail is becoming a thing of the past. A dinosaur if you will that has become extinct and may eventually die out due to its inability to adapt to the needs of the masses. I mean seriously who writes letters anymore? But as a hopeful and optimistic romantic soul, I can openly admit that I miss receiving letters through the post. The unimaginable sensation of joy and excitement of getting that letter holding it in my hands…even innocently blushing and hopelessly losing myself in that moment reminiscing in sheer delight to have held something that has touch the very hand of someone special. It is in those moments that one feels connected with another who may be oceans apart but none the less dear to my heart.  

Most these days are thankful for the modern advancements in technology. Most of us are asking our friends and loved ones, ‘”Why didn't you send me an email? Or reply my Twitter or comment on my blog? There's a million ways you could've reached out and touched me!"

In this day and age, all the beautifully tragic and emotional romantic situations from older movies and books are a lot more difficult to come by. Lost loves, missed opportunities, lovers' quests...are all taking on new shapes and forms. Let's watch "The Airport" to see what they mean.

Well, technologies does make the distance shorter, but sometimes can ruin the old time romantics moment that guys or girls hope for.

For example, the girlfriend ask "Will you miss me when I go oversea?". Instead of reply with "Wait for me, I will travel along with you just to see your face no matter how far we apart", nowadays boyfriend would say "Well, I will Skype with you to save the trouble!"

But honestly, have letters really become yesterday's "technology." I know that it is increasingly necessary and definitely fast and efficient to communicate through social media platforms such as ICQ, Yahoo, Facebook, Twitter, Blogs, or even MySpace. I am not denying the appeal or the advances towards connecting people to each other. The internet is by far the best innovative idea and most definitely widens the network and improved our ability to communicate.

But something worth pondering is, has this so called new modern technology taken the romance out of how people interact with each other? Has it killed romance?

I recently stumbled across WongFu Productions, a YouTube based film company in California, created a series of skits titled, “Technology Ruins Romance,” highlighting the unfortunate events of how romance has lost its intimacy after getting sucked into technology. These 3 new shorts series explores the real life dilemmas experienced in dating scenarios and pokes fun at how technology has quite possibly doused the flames of the modern romance fairytale.

Our parents might have told us stories about how they first met – on a bus ride, love at first sight, serendipity, under the moonlight. Then they might have also told us about all the dramas and misunderstandings that happened in between. And what do we have to tell our children? "We met on ICQ."

Don’t get me wrong I am not stuck on old romances based on old technology, but how impersonal has this world become and how easily are people falling and in and out of love over the cyber airwaves. I mean during the time of our parents' generation was more romantic but our children might find our virtual community-love far more romantic than theirs. Social Media fluency might be ruining some of our old romantic moments but maybe it's creating new romances that wouldn't have been possible weren't it for new media.

My final note to this epic saga that has yet to be told, even thought life has sped up and technology allows you to reach out at lightening speeds to millions over the world wide web, don’t lose sight of the one thing that makes us human, the ability to communicate connection on a personal level move forward and keep up with the trends but don’t forget the past. You and I are not reduced to a number. We are people, hear us, feel us, connect with us! 

Textreme: Sometimes you just gotta keep it simple!

It is obvious that men and women communications styles are different. And mishaps can occur whilst trying to break down the barriers that divide. And some times we spend a bit too much time considering dating rules on how to act and how to behave as not to appear desperate or too eager. 

But honestly, we should spend less time worrying about messing up and looking and feeling like an idiot. And spend more time and effort keeping it REAL, I mean why not say what you feel and act on your gut instincts. When you over think a simple situation, you can quickly create a big time bomb waiting to explode in your face.

I mean what do you really have to lose? The worse thing is she/he would tell you they aren't interested. Remember, keep it simple! Say what you mean, mean what you say! And always follow through! Cheers!

Just A Nice Guy: Myth or Reality!!

Do nice guys finish last? In my humble subjective opinion, no way! I think " HE" has a bad wrap for centuries or even suffers from social stigma and stereotypes. I suppose it has something to do with our innate need for a challenge. 

I have spent most my life swooning over the quote and quote '"bad guy'".You know, the guy.. the tough guy that is slightly aloof and maybe a little unapproachable might even be a little rough and unrefined. But as the years pass and after countless relationships that have fizzled and gone flat, I am singing a new tune. 

I have stumbled upon the most amazing discovery, '"Mr. Nice Guy'" has always encompassed those traits I have found desirable. Dependability, honesty, stability, fidelity, in touch with his sensitive side. He isn't afraid to share his dreams, hopes, desires, and even his fears. He may even wear his heart on his sleeve. So, what once was overlooked has become increasingly desirable. 

Chivalry isn't dead! It is alive and well! Waiting to sweep you off your feet!!!  And as long as hope exist, the possibilities are endless. So, love like you live, without fear!

My Secret Garden

Photo by: Mr. Blue, a dear friend of mine who has the most uncanny ability to capture life 

This is dedicated to someone unique in every sense of the word! 
Thank you for being you! I need not mention names. You know who you are!

Come, come follow me

Dwell with me in my secret garden

A secret place hidden inside my heart

Hidden so deep and out of view

There I will be free, free to be me.

Not afraid anymore, I have evened the score

Because you delight me to no end

Thoughts of you send electrifying shivers

Exquisite, clean and pure, playful and demure

Imagine, imagine the most magical things in store

Do I need to say more? 

-Lost