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How to Receive Love – Part 2

June 7, 2017

GOOD MORNING. Today I will finish my 10 thoughts on How to Receive Love!

First, please read yesterdays post and the five initial thoughts the the subject. If you ask what makes me such an authority on the subject I will only say I have received so much love over the years sometimes it is stunning to me.

I have also had the worst times a person can endure and been treated at times, quite poorly.. I won’t go into details, but to me, the past IS the past. We can either learn to survive and thrive, or we can live in the past and wither under its powers. That is the beauty of today. It is a new day. It is a NEW LIFE – one to make with what you dream.

Even if commitments are wearing you thin, and challenges have reached the top of the pendulum, keep in mind – at this point, you can choose either direction – drop to the bottom or rise to the top. (If you aren’t sure what a pendulum is – find out! UNDERSTANDING is a key to receiving love.)

These five I will expound upon but in a shorter version (at least I will attempt shorter – I have been called a word meister, although others are far beyond me there, I do consider myself a life meister…

5. Forgive. If you “need” to forgive in a relationship, then do it…forgive and forget. If you can’t forget – you may as well say farewell instead of torturing yourself and someone else.
6. Be understanding of others. There is always a reason for a frown or nasty attitude. The person may be able to be touched with a smile. There are also those who will continue to be nasty no matter what. If you feel that negative or EVIL, do not stick around and think you can change them. Just be grateful to be free and say a prayer for them.
7. Always be polite and thoughtful. Keep conversation ALIVE. Conversation is a key to a great relationship and deep love. In the end, friendship will outlive everything else.
8. Be flexible – accept people for who they are, don’t get involved to change them!
9. Open your heart to receive love. Don’t boil in a pot of fear from past heart aches. That is the past. If you don’t step up and find YOU – you will not gain your confidence. Remember love YOU. You are unique, one of a kind, a creation of God, and each of us has something very special….dig that out and let your life begin again.
10. FIRST AND MOST IMPORTANT YOU MUST GIVE LOVE – real appreciation for each and every human being you come meet. I am NOT talking about sexual love or appetite….if this is to happen, it will. If not, so what! I am saying find something good about each person, some quality or feature that is theirs and let them know honestly and timely, that you appreciate it. Each of us is individual. There is something amazing in each of us….instead of “judging according to what the “media” standards are, or consensus of one group or another….be your own person and allow your judgment to flow in the way of pulling the good towards you and appreciating instead of immediately “seeing” and thinking you know that person.

We all want love. In order to receive love, we must first “love”…love in the sense of all these ten points, add in your own thoughts, and just accept that if you are positive and keep being the best of you, I promise, some time – someone will gravitate towards you and you will know.

Don’t be anxious. JUST BE! DECIDE TODAY IS GOING TO BE THE BEST EVER. Find the smile,HOPE and get going! Give love and it will come back to you…perhaps not at the moment it is given, but I will stake my life on “this return” – far safer than the stock market or the horse races. Just begin to take life not quite so seriously – have fun, insist on it. All the things we worry about really are silly in the LONG run…each moment CAN glow with the light of love if you start it! Start the flow….so easy to love if you allow yourself!

Even if you don’t believe in the Great Spirit, pretend someone is watching you and wants you to succeed…give it your all. (Of course I KNOW in my heart of hearts this Spirit is available to us all, inbuilt and waiting for activation.) I will always acknowledge, the truth for me is Jesus loved us first. He came to us in a gentle Spirit, a human body, and humbled himself to love us all. How could I not acknowledge my truth when I have the opportunity.

Every time I have ever needed an arm to hold on, a shoulder to cry on, someone to kick me in the fanny to start again – a prayer calling for help was sent from me, and all I had to do was let go of worry and trust I am in good hands!

I want you to have love. You may be loved by someone who admires you and you might not even know it. Don’t get SEX mixed up with LOVE. Of course it can be wonderful, but it is NOT love – it is SEX, mating, pheromones, lots of things…it can be called “making love”, however most people that I have known over a lifetime that actually make love – are those who are together for a long time. For them its not “just” sex…it is “making love” and it gets better and better. Practice makes perfect. That’s all I am saying. 🙂

Addendum: Don’t expect a relationship that is to last, a love that is to last, not to be a challenge at times.

Apply these ten thoughts, get in the habit of it, and the challenges at first -will melt like butter into a flow of life. Lastly never forget to give each other space. Respect that. Respect you may be a “couple” but you are still each an individual with thoughts and dreams. Trust it. Inhale a long and slow breath now (do it 🙂 With your exhalation, let jealousy and insecurities of the past fly from you out the fingertips and into oblivion. You’ll be happy you did. It is a new day! CREATE a great one.

I love you, you human being!

IMPORTANT! Vehicle recall. (Also a post regarding “Madmen”)

May 20, 2015

IMPORTANT: In case you didn’t know – there is a recall of millions of vehicles because the airbags are defective. If your vehicle is in the recall, the bags can blow up like a bomb and have actually killed 5 or 6 people thus far. It is easy to check your vehicle.

Go to safercar.gov and click in your vin number (or numbers). The process is short and may save your life or the lives of someone in your family. Share this information. We need to channel important things “between” the people we love and know. I had a friend seriously injured by an airbag blowing up so I urge you to take a minute to do this. Be safe and have a wonderful day!

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Regarding the television show MADMEN.  The only reason I am posting this is to actually write a post from someone who lived in the sixties as a single woman.

I heard an excerpt from a post declaring that single women were better off in the same time Madmen was portrayed. That is a comment from someone who never lived the time.
It was a horrible time for both the married and single women I knew. Husband’s were drinking like fish at office parties and martini lunches, and cheating on their wives with every other breath they took. Hmmm.  Just like on the show.
Women who were married were “the little woman”. They were someone capable of cleaning and cooking and looking nice when the husband had friends over for dinner and drinks. They were never asked to office Christmas parties or any business conventions, for sure. They just cleaned and took care of the children..which was declared “an easy job” by most men.  My father-in-law (married 55 years) still calls his wife his slave – and to her face!
I was a single woman during that time and it seemed all I did was work, care for my young son, and then secretly hope some handsome man would walk into my life and sweep me off my feet. That happened a couple of times.
The first was a good-looking single guy and we dated for quite sometime. We always had a great time, but he did two things that caused me to break off the relationship. First he was very impatient with my year old son. I saw him jerk his hand. That was enough for me, but he also kept getting uglier as we dated. He was so particular about his looks. Fair enough, but he was getting more and more tied up with how handsome he was. Vane men are a real turnoff for me.
The second man tells the truth about Madmen. It was a lesson hard learned. A handsome sales man came into the entry of the business I was employed with (I knew how to run a switchboard,and was good with people) so when the regular gal was sick, I just took over for a few days. I actually worked as secretary to the president, so I pretty much could make make own decisions about my work – as long as he was set up with appointments, lunches, etc. It was a sweet job. No hanky panky expected either.
I have no problem naming the man as I will never forget what he did to me. He told me he was single and asked me to lunch. We had a great time so we had more lunches and then began dinners. He introduced me to steak and lobster and martinis. He was breath-taking in the looks department and kissed as good as he looked.
I began the only real “affair” I ever have had in my life. I quickly fell for this guy and we were amazing together in every way. After about six months he invited me to his place for a party. We had always gotten a suite at some posh hotel. He said because he was hosting, his buddy would pick me up. I was so happy and thought I was falling in love with this perfect “replica” of Don Draper in Madmen. However he was too close a replica!
His friend ran the bell and a lovely woman answered the door with three little ones snuggling her closely.  “Welcome to our home” she said sweetly.  My husband said you are a lovely young woman.  She was, of course, married to DICK PROTEAU -I will never forget that name, nor what happened next.

I was stunned and not quite sure what to do.  Dick (I mean Pig Proteau) stepped in and asked me how I was doing.  I told him I had a back that ached and thought I would go home as I needed to see a chiropractor.  “No problem,” Pig said, “A chiropractor is here tonight.

He went to a closet and grabbed a blanket and put it on the floor of the living room.  I was still in a state of disbelief.  He said “this is (what ever the heck his name was – probably pig2) and he can give you an adjustment.”  Like an idiot I lay on my tummy on the floor and the man actually sat on me and TRIED to feel me up (as we used to say).  Like a weightlifter setting a record, a trigger went off and so did he.  I stood up and demanded a phone.  I called a cab and stepped outside to wait.

I was horrified and humiliated.  I had cared so much about this totally lying PIG.  I said my prayers and asked for forgiveness for being with him.  I really knew NOTHING about his other life.  I felt like I had stabbed her in the back too, and her children.

I never spoke to him again and when he stepped into the office I simply turned and left.  Of course that was after I told him loudly what a lying, stinking, filthy, cheating, PIG he was.  From that point I simply avoided him 100%.  I felt terrible.

What made it worse was my friend, who worked in the next office over, called me on the phone and said, “Look towards my office”.  She stood there being sexually “manipulated” in the hallway by a red-haired young man who was married and whose wife had just given birth to his first baby.  I felt physically ill. His name was Bill, but I can’t remember the last.  Her name was Barbara, and she gave me a different view of her morals.  Didn’t speak to her again.

I quit my job with no notice.  I felt bad about doing that, but I couldn’t stand being anywhere near that place one more minute.

Sure…..the time period Madmen was in was lovely for single young women.  NOT!  I actually couldn’t believe the show was so true to life – the writer must have lived it too.

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Have a good day, and for you single young women, keep in mind you don’t really know someone for at least a year…my husband calls that time “the impression stage”. Take it slow.

The Dream

November 16, 2011

I awoke from a dream three minutes ago and felt compelled to write it down. It’s 6:50 AM. It could have been today’s reality; it was such an intense dream. It will stay with me, again, for a long while. Maybe you’ve been there.

I was thirty-five years younger, and I was meeting friends and other couples to go on a bus trip. I was with the man I had just married.

He was a con artist but that was not something I could not see at the time. Every one told me not to marry him, but how could I have known? Oh yes, the little voice from within told me not to do it, but I met him and fell into his arms…hurt from a failed marriage, with a man who never got close to me except to have two children.

I was hungry for “LOVE and affection”. I needed a DREAM.

My dream of being in love and having the perfect family had been
dashed, ending with my husband having a blatant affair, and refusing to give it up, even after counseling.

This man knew who and what he wanted, and what he wanted was me. He wanted all of me. He wanted my joy, my happiness, my beautiful children and home, my sex, my money – he wanted everything.

I immersed my true spirit with a cup of alcohol, which I thought relaxed me – then added a dash of pot, and with that managed to fool myself into just WHO he really was. I NEEDED that dream.

Anyway, we were on the bus and he stepped off for a few, with some of the other guys, and when he came back, he was totally someone else. He was angry. He moved away from me, and I wasn’t sure why. Everyone on the bus was shocked.

They were in the same dream as I was, and were deluded in their lives.

By then I knew he was drunk. I didn’t know what else he’d done, I assumed crank or pot, or another woman, but he was DIFFERENT. He was indifferent to me, and mad at me and began to show another self.

He flirted for a brief moment with a friend, and then I saw he was
almost laying on the floor, insecure, and obviously not the man I thought I knew.

I told one of the girls “I knew I shouldn’t have married him”, and he heard me and wreathed upright and said, “What did you say?”
The venom almost dripped from his mouth like a mad dog.

He was angry again. Strangely, I felt compassion for him.

I awoke. The dream seemed to last the night. I was startled. That dream was my reality thirty-five years ago, and it still haunts me in my sleep.

I have since forgiven myself, but it took almost twenty-five years to do that, and I still ask God for forgiveness for the horror my children saw, and perhaps the mistakes they are making because of it………

Children don’t learn from words. They learn from what they see and hear.

I am listening to my heart and the holy voice from within these days. I knew I must write this down to share. I prayed several days ago for the motivation and inspiration to once write again.

Yesterday I had a better dream. It was about a holy kiss. I knew I was supposed to write that too, but I “put it off” to take care of catching up from a trip. I will not do that again. When I am given inspiration, I will share it in the hope it will be inspiring to someone and that I will be sharing the love and hope I’ve been given.

A Holy Kiss will be written later today. CREATE your life in reality and with intellect and a fair helping of emotion. Depend on
God and don’t give up!