Thursday, February 9, 2012

Sweet Toxic Love running through my Ecstatic Dance

Ecstatic Dance is more than just a physical exercise for me.

It is encouraging me to interact with people I normally would not interact with. Pushing my boundaries of acceptable closeness with people of all ages and differences.  I find myself dancing sensuously with older women , aggressively with younger men , and playful joy with everyone in between.
Building a quiet self-esteem in my body, in my desirability towards others, giving me confidence to open up at the end of the dance and let my voice be heard by others. At 44 years old, I feel like I am just now beginning to learn how to communicate.


I have a friend coming to look at the house today as a possible short term renter.
She is looking for 5-6 months at the most. I really hope she likes the place and moves in. She is about 10 years younger than I, and has a beautiful voice and also plays guitar.  Selfishly, I think it would be great to have her as a renter, as she would introduce me to a different crowd. She is the woman that was holding the singer/songwriter soirĂ©e events. We could start to have them at my place!


Going against some good advice, I am having dinner with Super Bowl woman on Sunday.

I would just like to acknowledge my attraction to her, and also keep up that boundary and not try to move anything forward more than good friends. I think we both realize we are too different for each other. She has a very strong intensity that is very desirable, yet I know that intensity doesn’t work well with me. And from a previous discussion with her, she is not one to be a friend with benefits…and I really don’t think I could be one of those either.

Boy George from Culture Club- Sweet Toxic Love

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