Hearts desire, body’s desire, human connection. Ever so fascinating the pull that brings us together to find pleasure, love, and companionship, partnership, romantic love. It can be so detached yet so connected. The biology states that the sexual connection between two people is in fact scientifically connecting. That is what the hormones do to bring us together, and they do. So we may feel random and independent yet in actuality it is very purposeful. This hormonal connection I believe is by great intent and design.
Love and relationship is not some big cosmic coincidence, no way. That of course is just my opinion based on years of life love and deep belief. In a day and age where oral sex is just considered foreplay, I go old school. I think there is more to be and chemical reactions kind of back my theory, well it’s not my theory it is natures.
The sixties hit with a bang, “free love” no consequences. That almost flew, but not quite with the outbreak of all sorts of life threatening sexual diseases. We can lose our bras but cannot shake what we might get from the “free love” revolution. So is free love really free? Oh and those babes that went for the braless look most likely now have had surgery to return their breasts to the youthful rebels they once were. What did we learn from all the changes that the baby boomers brought about in the sixties? Other than some really great music, and a kick ass attitude that shook up our world?
Most of the crazed teenagers grew up settled down and married. Wanting to go about life differently really didn’t happen. Life is life, love is love, and traditions well they are solid. As much as things change advance and get faster. Life love and the humanness of it all remain exactly the same. Hearts are hearts and connections are connections. We can share information faster; we can fall in love faster. But the feelings we have with romantic love are no different than they have been throughout the decades.
Perhaps dropping judgment on differences and seeing the beauty and humanness in all would serve our sexual freedom or choices the best. We are all still just people.
“It is good to be myself in a world full of changes”
Although I would like to say I am organized, focused and cookie-cutter, that simply would not be me. I am no different than any other woman in the world. I love to love, love hard, and, in the end, have learned to love myself above all else. So here I am, writing about the many men and the multiple purposes they have served in my life. Realizing that not one man on my roster had fulfilled every single one of my needs. Perhaps one man is not supposed to? I have compiled snippets of the men that have entered my world. In the end, they have shoved me towards my bathroom mirror, forcing me to take a better look at myself. Reflection is brilliant and the strongest guidepost into ourselves.
Working on the next book in the series “A House for Every Purpose, My Journey From Pillow to Pillow” revels a woman abandoning her home in search or her identity beyond men, motherhood, author.