Chemistry & Connection!

Have you ever felt this?

Do you feel it now?

With anyone?

Danger there, bear!!!!

If you have ever felt the connection with another person, you will most likely identify with what I write here.
From the heart.
From the spirit.
For realz.

When 2 people truly connect, when there is chemistry, it's a connection that is never severed. My apologies, no poetry, today.
Maybe tomorrow or soon. I'm smiling!

If you have ever truly connected with someone, days can pass, weeks, months, even years. When you see that person again, the connection will feel as if you just saw them yesterday or a few hours ago.
Once you have experienced this connection, you will know exactly what is being referenced, here.
Being an intuitive girl, I have felt this connection many times with many different people. It's not all about sexual chemistry, yet, it can be.
Being 100% straight heterosexual, I have experienced this connection with female friends as well as males. A female friend who I was very close to in 10th grade, lost contact for 10 years. When we saw each other again, it was as if we had just saw each other yesterday.

Many people marvel at this level of connection.

Keep being surprised & delighted by it!

Surprise & delight are the cherry on top of the banana split!

For those of you who don't know what it feels like, here is what it feels like for me. It may be different for you.

It feels like ~

Surprises - good ones!
A quickening of the pulse when in the other ones presence
Delight at their life perspectives
Their flaws are perceived as charming quirks
Nearly every faux pas is forgivable
Time passes far too quickly when spent with them

It's almost like infatuation, yet, not quite. Friends who wish to stay in touch with me, demonstrate that quite clearly. These are the ones I stay in touch with. When someone demonstrates with their actions that they no longer wish to stay in contact, I leave them be.

When people truly care, they show it with their actions. Words are meaningless, without actions to back them up.
Like plastic fruit.
Oh, it looks pretty, yet has no real substance.

Connection can be felt with a favorite pet, parent to child, spirit to spirit, heart to heart. Age has zero bearing on connection. In my personal experience, there is zero bearing on the chemistry & connection factor. When it's there, it's there.

Having felt this delicious phenomenon, it has its' danger zone. When connection has been felt by both people, when one person departs, it leaves a blank space in the being of both people, permanently. This blank space can only be occupied or re-occupied by the person whose place it was or is. Hence, the colloquialisms ~ A special place in my heart. aka A hole in my heart for you. It's there, love.
Just my musings.
Bear with me. *smile*

From personal perspective, it seems to me, that this is why, when the 2 reconnect again, it's like they saw each other yesterday. Whether it was chronologically yesterday or many years. That blank space is there with the essence of the other, remaining, only to be filled by the certain person, by their own unique essence.

When the other comes back, their presence fills that essence, it feels warm, sweet, comforting, familiar, exciting.......even a tad dangerous!  :)

Another twist on this?

Going back to places of happy memories generate the same feelings.

I remember when I took my kiddos back to Michigan. The home I had lived in from 4 yrs of age to 18 had been sold. The buyers were renovating it, yet, the basic structure was the same.
I took my youngest daughter with me to the dirt road neighborhood where I had lived. To the home my siblings, parents and I had lived in. The doors were left unlocked, one was even standing opened. I knocked, no response.

Hmm, I could swear I heard my mom say, "Come IN!"  ;)

Taking my daughter in with me, I showed her what used to be the bedroom I had shared with my two sisters. The tiny eat-in kitchen where 8 - 12 people used to fit around a dinner table.
Somehow, the music in my cell phone was turned on. The song by Miranda Lambert ~ The House That Built Me
began to play. I smiled, misty eyed, let the song play as she and I walked, wading through my childhood with my sweet daughter.
That song still holds great feeling for me.

When you feel that connection, you will know.

Follow the connection with your heart, take your brain with you!!

Get out there & connect!!!!

Peace

Drastically Good Changes

Can you feel it? I can feel it.
Change is in the air, I can almost taste it. BIG changes are long overdue.
Maybe it's the wanderlust that entered my bloodstream while serving in the USAF. Then, as a military wife, the excitement of embracing each residential move from country to country. It was scary, rather unsettling at first.
Then ~~
Beginning to embrace change was the start. I remember exactly when the shift occurred for me. It was one month before my fourth child was born. Usually most women are doing the "nesting thing" at that time when expecting a child to be born.
To be succinct?
Being far, far from the usual is part of my personality.
It's just how I'm wired. Throwing curve balls when unexpected. :)

So, here I was, 8 months with child. He's ex-huzz, now, but, huzz came home all excited about moving to Turkey or Italy or Germany! He paused, waiting for my reaction. I smiled great big!
"Ummmmm, go to Italy! But, if Germany comes up first, grab it! When do we need to leave?"
Another pause, but it was him, this time.
Him ~ "In 6 months?"
Pause
I smiled. "The babys picture on the passport will be so cute!"
He busted up laughing!

We got a month of delay, the baby was 6 months old when we left.

So, with 4 children, under 9 years old, we moved to Germany. Ramstein Air Base area in Kaiserslautern, Deutschland.

It was a huge step.
Having lived in the same small town in Michigan from 4 yrs - 18, I still had the same small town mindset. I was scared, yet, in changing my mindset from fear to excitement of new adventures, it was exciting!
My language skills were going to be put to good use!
Living in the village of Rodenbach, we were the only Americans there, at the time, so, I started speaking German or Deutsche everywhere I went.
From honing my language skills, I got to know my neighbor, Anne Marie, who had been married for 56 years before her husband had passed on just 6 months before. She was a sweet, sweet lady!
It required a mindshift, yet it was also very intellectually challenging, stimulating. At times, the cultural differences were funny. Another time for that one. Ha Ha!!!

After moving residence 2 times in country, the end of our time in Germany was coming up. The USAF offered a free trip home to the huzz - home of record which was Hawai'i. We had to agree to accept another assignment outside the USA. Hellz yeah!
Howard AFB in the Republic of Panama was our next destination. With 4 residential moves in country, it was still kinda fun. It was still a bit challenging, still just as exciting, yet, the kiddos were starting to complain. They needed more stability than moving every few months, years, etc.

So, with 18 residential moves in 22 years, yeah, I got the wanderlust in my blood. Picking up and moving seemed normal. Many people like living in Colorado. I hated it. Everything about it. Had some of the worst experiences of my life living there.

When it seemed like a good idea to move to Texas, I took it. Many people were surprised. My health was not good, yet, that was a temporary situation. I wanted OUT of horrible Coldorado and all of the bad memories it held for me. It was a relief to get out of there!

Now that my health is perfect, I have been in this small town for 3 years. I'm getting the urge to move again.
Part of me wants to pitch everything I own, get in my car and leave! Of course, I would tell my Landlord well in advance. He and his wife have been very good to me, I would do right by them.

I thought, what if I pitch everything except for what I really want and take off in my car? Life would be so much more simple. Home is what is carried in the heart. Being a non-materialistic person, I think I could do this!
Of course, it would take planning. Better to plan than wish you had.

I'm giving this some serious thought.

WANDERLUST!

What do you really want?

How much do you want it?

What are you doing to get it?

What would you do to get it?


Exploring the great indoors is often beneficial. Exploring your own mind by asking yourself questions, then contemplating on it, ruminating, if you will.
Sometimes even writing it down, old school, pen to paper will give you surprising results.
People think they know what they want, yet, do they truly know. Humans are funny creatures. Most do as they wish when they truly want to do something. When they don't want to do something, they will make excuses to themselves, to others.
By pin-pointing what you truly desire, you can break it down, figure out the steps you have to take to get it.

Have you found that you're not so willing to do this?

What's your excuse?

AHA! Maybe it would just be nice to have the object of your desire, yet, putting out the effort to have what you think you want, seems like too much work, not worth it after all.

So, then, you realize, you don't want it as much as you thought you did. All the hoping. All the wishing. All the daydreams.
For something you realize you want,  less than you thought.

When reading or hearing someone say,
"I wish I could find a woman who knows what she wants."

translation:

"I wish I could find a woman who knows what she wants as long as what she wants is the same thing I want, the way I want it, whenever I want it, just exactly the same way I like it."

It makes me laugh.

Try the exercise, suggested. Old school, pen & paper.

GO!

A New Day

Hello readers! Hoping this finds y'all all happy & well, I really do, sincerely wish this for you as an individual precious person.

Today had that **NEW** feel to it, that, I feel so alive, sexy, strong! As I would hope that everyone has those days of
awesome-sauce!
There's nothing that I can attribute to this, although, if I went all over analytical, ah just betcha I could figure out why I feel so good.

Not to drag on and on or brag, yet, I am, mostly, a very upbeat, positive person. In sadness, I look for a silver lining. In happy events, I revel in it, savor it, catalogue it in my mind to fully enjoy living in that moment, to remember just how the extreme bliss felt.

Ya know? I can actually FEEL serotonin uptake in my brain during these blissful times. Yes, I know it sounds impossible, yet, I have felt it, so, I know exactly what it feels like.

In addition to having a burning curiosity about everything, being willing to experiment with ideas that sound far off course from the norm, this has gotten me into some very cool places & situations. Yeah-Yeah
It's also gotten me into trouble, yet, I was glad I risked the situation as I would never know the outcome if I hadn't investigated.
There are stupid risks that earn a Darwin Award, then, there are the calculated risks that leave me enriched as a person for having tried.

I believe in doing one thing every day that scares me.

It keeps me feeling alive!

Nothing illegal, nothing immoral (mostly), yet, it definitely makes my pulse quicken, makes my heart beat faster, a good head rush!

There is a method to strengthen a persons mind, to expand their thinking capability that I learned how to do awhile back. This exercise works better than medicinal herb, better than alcohol, Prozac, Zoloft or any other substance that can be named. It costs nothing, it has no side effects, anyone can do this. It may affect others differently, yet, it has been a great tool for me. The first time, I was a mind exercise virgin. LOL. Yet, from my deep curiosity, I tried it. The first time? I went into a deep trance, I saw a kaleidoscope of colors, I learned how to increase my serotonin uptake. Sounds too good to be true? Maybe. I always reserve the right to be wrong at any time. It works for me, that's all I know.

Before I moved to Texas, I had an experience with a guy who had such a profound effect on me. When using my method, combined  with his presence in my life, my serotonin uptake was off the charts! I could employ my method while talking with him on the phone, it felt, at times like my serotonin uptake tripled.
There was a series of events right before moving to Texas which affected my memory. I don't remember much about him, yet, I remember the feeling of happiness, of wonder, of feeling so good.

Michael was the only person besides him who ever made me feel like that. Haven't since then, hopefully I will again, in time.

So.......back to today!

It was mega busy, selling items online while translating documents, while trying to focus on meeting my deadline. I did it! With one hour to spare! I did it! Had to say ~ DAYUM! I'm good at this!

I got to the gym in early evening. Have been cheating on the elliptical with the Stair Master. After going through 1 Stair Master cycle, I climbed 70 stories in one cycle. Felt the burn from my belly button down to my ankles. The Stair Master is brutal! That's why I love it!

I went to the back of the gym to stretch out. After stretching, I went into down dog, then, raising left leg high then bringing left knee to left elbow 14 reps. Same thing on the right.

It shouldn't be a shock, yet, I felt new muscle in my abs. I did my knee to elbow move in front of a mirror.

YUP!

There it was.
Oh, congratulations, Ms., it's a brand new baby muscle! I was so thrilled! This one move is doing great things for abs & glutes.

There it was.

I felt it!!!!

The light sensation of serotonin uptake!

This is what keeps me going back for more!

Feel better, look better!

Baby oh Baby!

Here is a hope for you, that you feel this way after a really challenging sweat sesh!

Peace

Funny Shizz

~ A guy gets older, decides to grow a beard, thinking it will say "distinguished gent". What it really says?
I'm old, retired, on a fixed income needing a senior discount!

~ At what age is it okay to tell a dog they're adopted?

~ If God is always watching, we can at least be entertaining!

~ Thanks for explaining the word "many" to me, it means a lot.

~ When you have a headache, take 2 tablets & keep away from children, just like the directions say.

~ People don't suffer while insane, they enjoy every minute!!

~ Why did the snowman smile? The snowblower was approaching.

~ Avoiding going to the gym is not resistance training.

~ I don't like political jokes, too many get elected.

~ According to statistics 4,153,237 people marry every year. Hmmm, shouldn't that be an even number?

~ Being a child is like being drunk. Everyone remembers what you did and said except you.

~ By the time a guy realizes his father was right, he has a son telling him he's wrong about everything.

BADDUM- CHING!!

Dogs or cats?

Ever visited a home where there are numerous cats, dogs, even birds & reptiles?
Because I'm single, live alone, people try to get me to get a dog or a cat or even a bird. I have a bamboo plant that I've had for 3 years. Keeping a plant alive that long is more complex than it appears to be! I love it! I water it every Monday morning, stroke it, sing to it.

People still try to tell me that as a single woman who is independent, free spirited, active, that I need to get a cat or a dog.
WHAT?

I have never understood why so many women love cats. Cats are very independent, they don't listen. Cat's rarely respond when called unless they are going to be fed. They like to run around at night. When they are at home they like to be left alone and they sleep a lot.
In other words, many of the same qualities women complain about in men, are the qualities they love in a cat! It's true. Confusing girls.

I guess Moses, in the Bible set a precedent for men, he wandered in the desert for 40 years, he didn't ask for directions, either. Now, our military guys are being sent to the desert with compasses & GPS.

To give equal protestation, about getting a dog. Am reticent about that, as well. I have fostered a couple dogs, one of which would escape just to chase cars. Seems to me that men chase women they have no intention of marrying for the same reason dogs chase cars they have no chance of ever driving. :P

Loving my freedom, can do as I wish, whenever I wish, with whoever I wish, for as long as I want to do it. No worries!

To be clear, I LOVE LOVE LOVE dogs, cats, birds, even hamsters, yet, my life is such right now that I couldn't give attention to a pet. My bamboo plant is enough. There are many wonderful guys out there in the world, love men!

Some observations about guys ~

One big difference between girls & guys is what comes to mind when a "facial" is mentioned.

Only a widow knows exactly where her husband is all the time.

Guys think unmarried sex is great until their daughter is born.

Which guy would be the most popular at a nudist colony? One who can carry a cold drink in each hand and a dozen donuts!
Think-think

The reason guys invented a ladies first rule was to check the view.

Just some fun thoughts today. *smile*

Sex, Romance, Art, Dance, Song & Poetry

Do you enjoy any of these or all of these?

I enjoy all of these, if enjoyed all at the same time, what would that be like? Sensory overload? Maybe it would or maybe not.
Just maybe, it would be incredible nirvana or as close as a person can get in corporeal form. Maybe while still in corporeal during REM sleep, enjoying a beautiful dream.

Romance is an art form. Some people think they know the true meaning of romance, while, in reality, their version of romance is more about being a panty dropper. That's sex, not romance.
Romance is the art of doing something exceptional for an object of love or affection with no end game goal or expectation.
Giving someone a gift, just because. No occasion, no reason.

Sex .......have to keep this G-Rated. Sex is everywhere, anyway, it's flaunted, displayed, talked about, sang about. Over exposed.

Art is subject to personal taste. My idea of art may not be someone else's idea or taste in the expression of creativity.

Song? See art, above, ha ha!
While my taste in music is very diverse, I tend to shy away from what I refer to as "bitches & hoes"productions. I can't even bring myself to call it music.It makes my ears bleed.UGH!
Love some good rock, yes ~ country!, classical, some R & B, some soul music. Love listening to a long playlist of piano. I do many things very well, singing isn't one of them.

Dancing? Yes, please! My favorite dance is more of a slow sway. In the arms of a man who looks good, smells clean, just standing, arms around each other, sway slowly to the music
or no music, the clothes stay on. Pure bliss. Have not enjoyed that in a long time, I'd be lying if I said I don't miss it.

Poetry - Ahhhhh, poetry. L'amour toujours. Love writing poetry, reading poetry. It's dessert for my soul.

When I write poetry it isn't necessarily about someone I know or about any one person although........
Sometimes it is. Ha ha, a bit of mystery is always fun!
When writing poetry, it's my soul spilling out in feeling, in love, in emotion flowing out because it wants to be expressed. It's  sometimes a yearning for what was or what never was or what will be or what will never be.
Am I blowing your mind?
Good, some minds need to be blown.
(Stay out of the dirty thoughts, you!)

Just some thoughts in my mind, today, about creativity.

Peace.

Success!!!!!!!!!

Or at minimum

MINOR VICTORY!!!!!

Or, Umm

IMPROVEMENT!

There, I said it.

I Google my name & personal details, reverse image search photos of myself from time to time. From what I know about internet security, it's less secure than most people believe. From having 4 stalkers, being a tad more vigilant of what's out there is wise. For these reasons plus a few more, I don't allow people to snap photos of me, I put very few out there in public view. Have to self protect. I'm alone in the world. Am all that I have. There is no one who will help me if things go wrong. Just me.

There's also not going to be a call to 911 if someone breaks into my home, so, no one will arrive to save them from me. :)

Yeah, I get protests & complaints from people who try, I say, try, to snap a pic of me. There's the declarations of:

- This is just for me, no one else will see it
- You're so beautiful you should let people take your pic
- I promise I won't post it on the internet, FaceBook, etc.
- I just want to have a pic to remember you by
- A beautiful girl like you should let people take pics of her

So, you see, I have heard many reasons.
The answer is still - Nnnnnnnnnooooooooooooo!

Recently, I did a Google search only to find that people who swore they would not post photos of me, online, without my permission, had done it. Just because you might be reading this, you were very courteous about asking me if you could post pics of us at Wildcatter, I appreciate you!
You know who you are!
So, while Googling, I found some photos posted that I had been assured would be kept private, not posted on the internet.
Yupp.

This tells me that people are less principled than they represent.

There are 2 lessons learned from this.
#1 Don't ever let someone take your photo for any reason unless you want it plastered all over social media, they will.
#2 I was a lot more porkie than I thought I was in 2012.

Yupp.

From working to get into better physical condition, starting in 2004, I thought I had made phenomenal strides in progress by January 2012.
Welllllllllllll..........
Nope.

When I saw these photos from January 2012, I crumbled inward and cried. I also had no appetite for 3 days after that. It hurt like hell!
Going into detail isn't necessary, seems like you understand.

Seeing the photos spurred me into hitting my workouts, training harder, eating more clean than ever before. Since the unfortunate event.
People who know me, have known me since then have reassured me with -

-You had been through a lot of trauma
-You look so much better, now!
- You're trying, that's what matters.

What matters?

What matters to me is that I have progressed so much, made so many great strides, overcome numerous obstacles. Yet, seeing those photos felt like none of my hard work matters.
Temporarily, at least.

Like Rocky, who was beaten, yet bounces back, I get back to it again. Just for my own desire for health. Well being.

I know I have made great progress since January  2012. Had to give up a favorite pair of jeans twice when they became too baggy on my bum. Since 2004, have had to find a smaller favorite pair of jeans 8 times. It's a happy, willing sacrifice!

Today, before starting my workout, another girl who is also a regular, stopped to talk to me, gave me some encouragement to keep going.

Staying humble is good. Still, encouragement is appreciated.

She asked me if I had kept a record of my progress. Truthfully, I have kept a mental record. Noticing how clothes fit my body shows progress. Have not kept a fitness log or anything.
She was kind enough to point out the changes she noticed. Pointing out that:

- Legs are much smaller (especially thighs)
- Abs are smaller, flatter
- Arms have more muscle
- Tush - she said she can tell I take my squats seriously
- Ankles are more slender


Yayyyyyyy! Go, me! Go, me!

I gave her encouragement in turn, telling her the changes I noticed from her consistent workouts.

Her encouragement meant more than she realizes! Let alone the fact that I wore a dress to church on Sunday, that didn't fit me 4 years ago. It was way too small, too tight.
Now? It fits perfect with room to spare.

This led me to the thought that many people who are said to lie about what they look like online, may not be purposely misleading others. Maybe they have a different self image than reality.
Maybe.
I know that, I, myself would not intentionally try to visually deceive others, yet, when finding the 1/2012 photos, I didn't realize how I appeared.
When showing these disgusting photos to someone who is an acquaintance, so, would be honest, yet neutral in their assessment. The person said, -
"NO! Those don't even look like you, now, so, no worries!"

A bit of consolation there. Coming home, I have a "goal dress".
AKA - A dress I have from when I was 20 years of age, before marriage & babies. I tried it on. Ya know? I could almost zip it up. Almost. A year ago, I could not get the dress up over my hips. Now? I can pull it up over my hips, arms through sleeves, zip up almost to the top.
More work to do!

In time, in time.

In time, even grass turns into milk.

Moved

Music affects me deeply. Maybe I'm just so sensitive that it penetrates the wall I have around me, knowing it will only lull me safely into a sweet semi trance. The forces in the world that will steal my peace only hit a wall when coming at me.

The sweet - sweet music that wafts into my ears, sweetly softening my spirit as I go about my day. Tuning into You Tube on my smart TV, I find a 4 - 8 hour romantic piano vid. It gives my home a, well, duhh, romantic, dreamy feel. In my home, I like it to look good, smell good, feel good, sound good, the same way I like men to be. Yeah - Yeah. TMi.

Music does affect me. Especially while on the elliptical, the tread or stairmaster. Often, the music in Yoga class is so disarming, it feels as if I'm merging with the sounds. The sounds that conjure many thoughts, memories, people in the past. People in present day. Fondly sweet feelings in my day.

Example?

You want an example?

Well, do ya?

Okay. Do you listen to the words of the music playing wherever you are? Being as interested in languages as I am, words, tones, context, innuendo, all matter to me. If there is a phrase in a song in a language I don't understand, I do a little research. Usually, the phrase has a dirty meaning, if said in English, it might be banned.

I like any current music, it keeps life fresh, exciting, feeling new.

Although it's not very new, the song by
Ellie Goulding ~ Love Me Like You Do
It touches me deep. Makes me happy, a little aroused, a feeling of softness from the romantic meanings of the way she describes the deep connection with.........him.
Maybe it's because I enjoyed the 50 Shades of Grey books & movie so much. Ellie Gouldings song was highlighting a very innocent while exciting scene in the movie. No, I'm not into the BDSM lifestyle. The books & movie only caught my attention because everyone was talking about them. The constant talk drew my attention to the books. It was a titillating temporary escape. That's all. Sorry to disappoint. *smile*

Have you ever listened to
 the words? Get ready. Ha ha!

You're the light, you're the night
You're the color of my blood
You're the cure, you're the pain
You're the only thing I wanna touch
Never knew that it could mean so much, so much

That's so deep, to feel that someone is the color of her blood, red, heat, passion, fervor. Packs a wallop right there! Means so much.

You're the fear, I don't care
Cause I've never been so high
Follow me to the dark
Let me take you past our satellites
You can see the world you brought to life, to life

Saying, you're everything to me. You make me feel so high just by your presence, everything and anything is okay. OOOO! Is this about an affair with a narcissist? Not to be a DebDowner, yet, having been there, the feeling of being high is real.

So, love me like you do, love me like you do
Love me like you do, love me like you do
Touch me like you do, touch me like you do
What are you waiting for?

GF has it bad, really bad for this feeling of all consuming passion, all consuming feeling of wanting. A description of this could be deliciously scary! It's wonderful, causes sweat, tingles all over, yet, letting yourself yield to this level of excitement is bound to have a "crash to Earth" eventually. Been there, too, extreme pain.

Fading in, fading out
On the edge of paradise
Every inch of your skin is the holy grail I've got to find
Only you can set my heart on fire, on fire
Yeah, I'll let you set the pace
Cause I'm not thinking straight
My head's spinning around I can't see clear no more
What are you waiting for?

Beautiful? N'est ce pas?

I could have written this, having experienced this, I'm a bit jealous that someone else wrote this before I did.
After reading these words, are you tempted to go into You Tube or whatever medium you can, to listen to this song? I hope so. Go ahead, grab some ear buds or head phones, listen to every breathing sound, every nuance of this passion song. It's somewhat of a love song, yet, to me, it seems to be an expression of passion.

Listen to the song, let the music carry you to another plain of thought, of living. Just as it carries me away, every time.

Peace, BAMFs!

Do you have incredible skill?

How do you know?

All people have their weaknesses, challenged areas. It's only human to be somewhat foible, somewhat vulnerable in a few areas of skill.
Improve, do your best, then don't worry about the rest. Yupp.
I once knew a guy from Nantucket who failed and then said.....
JK
Warped, sarcastic sense of humor that I have, just had to!

It's quite a delicate balance when one has such skill at something that others are amazed by, to remain humble. Becoming overly self assured is bound to come back to bite ya in the okole when a mistake is made. No matter how small or how colossal the screw up is, detractors will pounce on it.
Or, in contemporary jargon. Haters gonna hate.

Many people have natural skills that are as much a part of them as breathing, as effortless as drinking a glass of water or Jameson, or..........yeah, you get it. STOP GRINNING!
Okay,I'll stop grinning, this is a fun topic to write about for me!

King Charlemagne, King of the Franks united most of western Europe during the early middle ages. He was a natural leader. Very fair, just, merciful, jolly, kind. Everyone loved him which, as history has shown, is not always the case with monarchs.

Catherine the Great had a natural talent for ruling firmly with a velvet touch. She made Russia into a strong nation under her rule.
She didn't want to rule, it simply fell into her lap. Maybe. :)

Forward in more recent times.

Elvis Presley had natural musical talent.
Michael Jordan had natural agility on a basketball court.
Prince Roger Nelson played 20 musical instruments by age 12.
Thomas Cruise Mopather IV has natural dramatic talent.

These natural gifts, with a little bit of mentoring, maybe a bit of luck? These gifts come out in a very strong way. It was natural..

Myself, you ask?

I have a very creative mind. Very diversely imaginative. Also very, very, deeply curious, which gets me in trouble sometimes. All in good harmless fun. Legal, mostly moral, all mischief.
When serving with the USAF at Edwards AFB, I found that I see things in graph form. Being introduced to a form of creative expression using thousands of tiny squares of a myriad of diverse colors together, to form a picture of anything, sparked with me. Resonated in my mind, unleashing a flood of creativity that gave me great outlet for self expression. Gave my mind focus to slip into a meditative state of being that soothed me. Not that I needed soothing, yet, it was a mini vacation of mind.
Over time I have only delved deeper into this, getting better at it, creating works of art which other people have received as gifts for various special occasions. Sometimes, just because.

As someone, myself, who is a very loving, sharing, giving person, I have had to learn to hold back, somewhat.
My heart wants to give
Cares too much
Every precious day I live
Even deepest wells can run dry
As daily water is drawn
Can dissipate then die
Having learned to water my own soul
With creative pursuits
In the time I spend making myself feel whole

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So, back to you. *smile*

How does a person discover their natural gifts? Many are discovered quite by chance. Others are discovered by pursuing that which was a duty in their life or while pursuing what they only thought was their true calling in life.
Case in point.
A few years ago my dentist, who was a very good dentist, very gifted. He breezed through his training so easily, his teachers thought he'd been through it in another country. The truth was that his mother thought he would be a very good Forest Ranger. He followed that profession at first, hated it, felt there must be something more to life for him than what he was doing.
Finally, by chance, he was reading some material about dentistry, about tooth structure, about how teeth can be preserved with proper professional care. It sparked something in him. His mother was reticent, yet, supportive. He breezed through his educational courses as easily as breathing. After graduating, he began as an apprentice dentist in a small town. Then, he moved on, taking a huge leap, starting his own practice. The rest.........well..........you know......

I know I would have been a fantastic doctor or teacher with my love for helping others, empathic nature, intuition. Yet, I devoted many years, many hours to supporting an ex huzz in his military career. Sacrificed to be a good mother to 4 children who have gone on to make positive contributions to the world.
Sacrificed the time I could have spent doing something else.

There is a feeling in my heart, a budding youthful spirit that I'm just getting started! A feeling that the very best of life is yet to happen. Feeling that although I have discovered many of my gifts, there are more that will be discovered in time, in time.

When my Michael died, my Archangel, I felt a part of me die inside. Unfairly, he was the yardstick by which I measured each guy I met.
Subconsciously, I did this, not realizing it until recently. My Michael left a hole in my heart where he had been, it will always be there to some extent, yet, it feels less gaping, now. The searing, throbbing pain has settled into a scar, still there, still palpable, yet, healed as much as it will ever heal. After he was gone I had hoped I would find someone of his caliber. Another crazy A-10 Pilot, maybe a Special Forces Hero? Nope.

Sadly, it never happened.

I could have been that sweet, fiery feminine reason he always made it back home. Home, where the bed was red hot, the home cooked meals were the best, the loyalty ran deep.

Nope.

Never happened.

Moving on, I knew I had to keep going. Keep using the gifts I have, keep finding new ones. The Lady Hawk flies solo.

My gifts are:

Remaining humble always
Compassion
Great sense of humor
Positive, always looking on the positive!
Excellent cook
Intuition
Can make beautiful clothing without a sewing pattern
Drive & determination to accomplish my objective
Great organizing skills ~ Have organized for friends as a gift
Learning languages~My Spanish, French & German still rock!
Deep, DEEP loyalty to those I love ~ yes, this is a skill! Shush!

These are positive attributes which I know I have. Not bragging at all. It's not bragging when there are goods to back it up!
It's a personal wish that others also can identify, magnify, enjoy their skills, attributes, natural gifts.
Then, share them with the world. Do some good out there where there is darkness, creating light, your light will light the darkness for others who will in turn share their light.

Now, I'm getting preachy. :P

Find your gifts, light your own candle.

Peace

Being Confident Rocks!

Are you confident?
Sure hope so.

Many people confuse being confident with being cocky. What does cocky look like?

Charlie Sheen
Donald Trump
Hillary Clinton
Leona Helmsley
Welfare Queens who state they are entitled to Govt. handouts

While some people who are cocky have somewhat earned bragging rights, most have not. It's a puffed up over inflated ego displayed by an individual who seems to feel a need to yell vs communicating in a calm, moderate speaking volume. This loud volume makes it an even more unattractive attribute. Most people are less comfy when someone else is yelling at them in one form or another just to communicate. A calm, audible, articulation is more pleasant.

Even if the person has made or was made into an exceptional expert at whatever their skill is, staying humble definitely is more likely to trigger positives in a myriad of ways.
Being cocky is more often attributed to the male gender, as "Cock" (get your mind into the context, here, ha ha!) can also refer to the male in fowl species varieties.
Am here to tell ya. lol. Girls can also be cocky.

Once, when I was talking with the son of a guy friend, who was leaving soon on his first Middle East tour, he impressed me. This guy had every reason to be cocky. Very smart, very skilled in his career field, yes, also very hot looking, hot bodied guy. Yeah.
He took time out of his busy schedule of prep time for deployment to visit with me.
I was so impressed.
Had known this guy since he was just a baby.
Since he was leaving soon, who knows what events would unfold during the time he was gone.
Appreciated him,giving me some of his time. Expressed to him how I was happy to see all he had accomplished, that I knew how hard he had worked to get where he is as a man in a tough world.
It was funny because when I said to him ~
"It's nice to be important, it's just as important to be nice."
He shot back at me with ~
"Stay humble, no grumble."
Love it!
He is truly confident, humble, zero cockiness!

So, knowing the contrast of confident vs cocky, it makes one (this one! *smile*) wonder what is it that causes an individual with intelligence, skill, great ability, attractiveness, to be confident? Where is the border between the confident attitude on into the "cocky zone"? lol. danger zone. lol.

If you have it figured out, please share!