stargazer1219's blog: "Love & Relationships"

1)Careful thought; deliberation 2. A result of considering; an opinion or a judgment 3. High regard ; esteem. All very good definitions for the word. And yet..... I find the word a lot deeper in emotion than the book version. The idea of consideration to me means a chance of security, growth, stability, joy, knowledge and yes even love. The choice is scarey, it's like wearing a blindfold. Do we dare to take that chance that this One may be that person who can guide us. After searching all our lives for that, can we finally let go and allow ourselves that chance, that risk? Our mind and bodies go through a multitude of emotional turmoils deciding one of two simple words, yes or no.... I've know a lot of friends who have decided so easily on this, and they are happy with their decision and choice of partner, but I know of some who have made this decision and have felt a lot of heartache and disappointment. Yet when considering someone, the turmoil is the same, the wondering, can you allow this person to join in your life, your emotions. The fear, the passion, and the excitement are shared by both and yet so is the journey. There will be bumps on this journey for both parties and yet if the choice on both sides is open and honest no bump in the road, big or small will detour from their passion and hearts desire.

Driving home, across the field she saw it. It took her breath away. The harvest moon, hanging so low in the sky, it was sitting on the old rickety fence. It was so bright, so orange, so ripe. She pulled over and just stared. A lovers moon. A dancers moon. A moon to make you remember. She let it embrace her, feel her. She smiled that silly wistful smile, the woman's smile. This is so foolish she thought as her hand reached to open the door. It was so cold, as she made her way toward the fence, she was trembling. I never learn, she said to no one but herself, her breath hung in the air and she laughed. It was just such a magic moon, she had no choice. The grass was slick under her sneakers. The owls cried in the distance and somewhere a dog was barking. She slowly and carefully climbed the old fence and sat on the top rail. She tilted her head back and sighed deeply. This moon, this moment could not be denied. She spread her arms wide, breathed in and just let it come. Memories. Words. A glance. A hand. A scent. A low whisper. She was standing, trembling and his breath on the back of her neck, a hand on her shoulder. She didn't breathe, she didn't move. A voice in her ear that said her name in a whisper so low and so sweet. A finger tip tracing her cheek, brushing her hair from her face. His hand running so slowly so gently down her neck, lips on her cheek. She turned, his eyes on hers. She was truly lost. He pulled her in and she felt the power of the moment, of surrender, of letting go. His scent on her skin, his voice in her ear, his eyes on hers. Sitting on a fence, staring at a lovers moon, she was there again. Every detail, every movement, every word burned in her. She was haunted by it, mesmerized, foolish held captive in moment of time. She smiled up at this crazy moon. Like candles the stars blinked on across a blue black sky. Laughing out loud she said simply in a girl's innocent voice: starlight, starbright, the first star I see tonight, I wish I may, I wish I might, have the wish I wish tonight.......

I lie on the ground, and stare into space, the stars start to move, into the shape of your face. I see you there now, looking down at me, with that cute little smile, that I like to see. You say "close your eyes", "tell me what you see", I see only two people, just you and me. We're walking the shoreline, with our feet getting wet, the horizon turns pink, as the sun starts to set. We make love through the night, on that white sandy shore, then I hold you while thinking, I could want nothing more. Oh I wish I could be, in that one special place, as I lie on the ground, and I stare into space

Customer Service: Can you install Love? Customer: I can do that. I'm not very technical, but I think I'm ready to install now. What do I do first? Service: The first step is to open your Heart. Have you located your Heart? Customer: Yes, I have, but there are several programs running right now. Is it okay to install while they are running? Service: What programs are running? Customer: Let me see... I have Past hurt.exe, Low esteem.exe, Grudge.exe and Resentment.com running right now. Service: No problem. Love will automatically erase "Past hurt.exe" from your current operating system. It may remain in your permanent memory, but it will no longer disrupt other programs. Love will eventually overwrite Lowesteem.exe whit a module of its own, called High esteem.exe. However, you have to completely turn off Grudge.exe and Resentment.com. Those programs prevent Love from being properly installed. Can you turn those off ? Customer: I don't know how to turn them off. Can you tell me how? Service: My pleasure. Go to your Start menu and invoke Forgiveness.exe. Do this as many times as necessary until Grudge.exe and Resentment.com have been completely erased. Customer: Okay, I'm done. Love has started installing itself automatically. Is that normal? Service: Yes it is. You should receive a message that says it will reinstall for the life of your Heart. Do you see that message? Customer: Yes I do. Is it completely installed? Service: Yes, but remember that you have only the base program. You need to begin connecting to other Hearts to get the upgrades. Customer: It says "Error 412 - Program not run on internal components." What does that mean? Service: Don't worry, that's a common problem. It means that the Love program is set up to run on external Hearts but has not yet been running on your Heart. It is one of those complicated programming things, but in non-technical terms it means that you have to "love" your own machine before it can "love" others. Customer: So what should I do? Service: Can you find the directory called "Self-acceptance"? Customer: Yes, I have it. Service: Excellent, you are getting good at this. Customer: Thank you. Service: You're welcome. Click on the following files and then copy them to the "Myheart" directory: Forgiveself.doc, Selfesteem.txt, Realizeworth.txt and Goodness.doc. The system will overwrite conflicting files and begin patching any faulty programming. Also, you need to delete " Selfcriticize.exe" from all directories, and then empty your recycle bin afterwards to make sure it is completely gone and never comes back. Customer: Got it! Wow! My Heart is filling up with really neat files. Smile.mpg is playing on my monitor right now, and it shows that Warmth.com, Peace.exe and Contentment.com are copying themselves all over my Heart! Service: Then Love is installed and running. You should be able to handle it from here. One more thing before I go... Customer: Yes? Service: Love is freeware. Be sure to give it and its various modules to everybody you are meeting. They will in turn share it with other people, and they will return some really neat modules back to you. Customer: I will. Thank you for your help. Service: You're very welcome.

A Snow Flake fell upon the ground. Soon there were snow flakes falling all around. Those snow flakes fell without a sound. And soon they covered, the whole town. People are like snow flakes, all different shapes and sizes. We all tend, to go our seperate ways, with seldom compromises. Sometimes we stick together, just like the snow flakes do. Sometimes we choose a different path, it's up to me and you. Sometimes the wind takes snow flakes, where they don; t want to go. It's just the same with people, there are some that you might know. But snow flakes have a reason, that they were put upon this earth. When springtime comes and snow flakes melt, they help bring about rebirth. So when you see a snow flake, falling from the skies above. It's just another way that God, sends us all his love. Snow flakes stand for purity, and on a moonlit night. You can see the world, all dressed in winters white. People are like snow flakes, some are big and some are small. But don't think that there all alike, because they are not like that at all. People just like snow flakes, have some differences you see. But all in all there special, just like you and me. ~~Doc Wilde~~

There are times when words aren’t enough feelings can’t always be put into words; because they are inadequate and often escape us sometimes, there are only feelings. There are times when all you need is a look; a silent, wordless connection between souls an understanding that needs no translation a natural, knowing stare that says everything. There are times when all you need is a touch; nothing spoken - just the gesture of reaching out touching, silently transferring your energy conveying something that comes from within There are times when all you need is acceptance to know that you are valued as you are that any changes you make only enhance you more as you discover yourself. There are times when all you need is love no conditions or demands, only simplicity. to know that for no reason at all another chooses you over all others. There are times when all you ever wanted, was to be completed by another person. There are times when you need all of these things there are times when nothing else matters.

They've got that comfortable place on their shoulder that's perfect for snuggling into while we fall asleep. They're at peace with their bodies, except for maybe some minor anxiety over height, weight, and baldness. They're enthusiastic about our bodies, even when we're not. They fall in love so hard, once they finally fall. Chest hair, forearm hair and the feel of a newly shaved cheek. Bravery around snakes, waterbugs, bats and flat tires. Their ability to solve problems simply by throwing a ball around. The glimpse you get, when they wear their baseball cap backward. How tender they get when they cry, and how seldom they do it. What they lack in talk, they tend to make up for in action. They make excellent companions when driving through rough neighborhoods or walking past dark alleys. They really love their moms. They don't mind accompanying a woman to a party even though she looks like a movie star and they look like the chauffeur. Their near-endless appetite for discussing the ins and outs of work and money - ours as well as theirs. Their genuine ardor for tinkering with toilets, changing oil and assembling gas grills - jobs any intelligent woman can do but would be nuts to volunteer for. They never care what their horoscope, their mother-in-law, nor the neighbors say. They rarely lie about their age, their weight, or their clothing size. How awestruck they are in the face of a Wonderbra or a homemade cookie. How nice their butts look in jeans. How nice their hands look holding ours. Their face is a treasure to behold when they give us a present they picked out. They have a great sense of competition. They give great hugs, ( and always melt our hearts when a sweet "I love you" is added). Though they often try to hide it, they're very tenderhearted and caring. They have an uncanny ability to look deeply into our eyes and connect with our heart, even when we don't want them to. They don't care whether colors match, but are willing to be concerned if we want them to be. They give us a peek at the little boy inside when they get sick or happy or hurt.