Today is my mistress, my lover. So many people do not
even greet their Mornings anymore. They forgot how to love their day, by making
love to their day. They roll out of bed, rubbing their eyes – and prodding
ahead like robots – just trying to ‘get through’ the morning till they ‘wake up’
and can get on with it. How can there be any passion in that? Passion is the
central ingredient to love-making. How
would “just getting through sex” be an enjoyable experience for anyone – by comparison?
I encounter my Morning as my lover. I start with a long,
slow, passionate, tender kiss that has no time limit. I’m quite adept at loving
her. The passion of this first adoring kiss - causes my Morning to curl up her
toes in heated, wet, anticipation of where this may take us next. This is just foreplay
to the start of my Day – prologue if you will.
I’ve learned that my
life is meant to be a romance. And it is here for the long haul. It will
not be a “hopeless” romance but a ‘hopeful’ one if I have any input into it. – And
I have ALL the input. But like any
lover in a romance, She craves passion. She craves to be lovingly appreciated
with an intense invested passion that only She and I can share. We call this
intimacy and primacy.
The romance that is my life – She doesn’t just want my
sex. She wants my desire. And I delight her in all manner and means of
delivering it. It’s too easy and facile to get complacent with any lover. I
start making love to my day, in the early passionate kiss I share with ‘Morning.’
I let the passion bloom from there. I don’t just have a romance with my life; I
have a fiery flirtation with her as well.
Sometimes Life and
I, we share illicit passion, sometimes forbidden pleasures, sometime just mutual-nurturing
and fun sexploration. But it’s all there. The Lover that is my Day, she needs ‘action’
in love-making. She craves passion.
I’ve learned life
waits on me like an eager lover. Like any good and eager lover – a show of
passion is excitedly returned in kind. I start my day by probing my Morning
with foreplay – and she responds, with the kind of passionate and uninhibited
titillation of her own. And now it’s my toes
that curl up in excited anticipation of where this may take both of us.
Life
wants my passion and romance. She will not forget me –
if I don’t forget her. Life reminds me that I was created in a burst of passion
– and by romance. So were you.
So where is the passion for your day?
Are you making love to her/him? Are you letting passion
collect dust or settle and die into some kind of ‘routine?’
So many of you
live in psychic remorse for dead passions: You start thinking of all the passions that
have died or you let die or let go of. You contemplate things unobtained or
undone. You start thinking in regrets – not just of lost loves – but of ‘things’
– things you once loved and treasured but have now learned to live without. Maybe it was a class you didn’t take – the travel
you always planned but never experienced – maybe it was another love you let
slip away – it could even be something as simple as that outfit you loved but
you didn’t buy, because, well, where would you wear it? Slowly but surely a
little passion is subtracted here and there.
Then, there is love from your day you can’t return.
Then, there is a love for your life that may even
frighten you.
And there comes eventually from that loss of passion – a love
for your day you can no longer express. Those easy loving gestures of
yesteryear are now lost in hesitation. The romance you are meant to have with
your own life loses ground and loses heat because real-life-demands, force you
into choosing prudence - over passion.
But you can reconnect anytime with Life. He/She loves
you. He/She is waiting on your passion. He/She will return it in kind. He/She
is an amazingly passionate lover. All you need to do is rekindle your romantic impulses,
no matter how impractical or implausible.
Connect with your day by starting each morning with
foreplay.
Let her know you
love her. Don’t tell her, show her.
And show her in a way she cannot soon forget, nor want
to. Connect with things that fuel your passions if you must. But remember, your life is meant to be a romance. You
don’t need to look anywhere else for it, and you don’t need to go anywhere else
to find it. He/She is right here. And like most lovers who have been neglected
or taken for granted when it comes to passion – He/She is craving it – in action.
So just deliver it.
Don’t allow day to
day life to get ahead of you so much as to douse the flames of passion. This
day, Today – He/She is a beautiful and eager lover – and He/She only comes once.
Passion neglected is passion denied.
Eventually those who crave passion, as everyone does, if they don’t receive it,
they move on, in mind or spirit to seek some new way or person to fulfill its
hunger.
Make love to your day. Start with the Morning. She will
respond fervently I promise. She may even surprise you with her prowess .Remind yourself that your life is meant to
be a romance: An epic one. What bucket list do you have? What places do you want to go? What worlds are
there for you to conquer? Explore Today, this Morning, as a passionate lover.
Touch him/her, caress him/her.
Honour your deep
and sacred cravings for romance – by showing some passion.
Your life is meant to be an epic romance. Your Day today
is Your Lover. Don’t take him/her for granted, and don’t expect him/her to show
you passion, if you don’t express it yourself. But if and when you do – you will
find a mutually invigorating and expressed passion that climaxes in a mutually pleasurable
explosion of action – that leaves you both blissfully exhausted from the
investment.
Make love to your day.
Then renew it tomorrow.
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