If learning to meditate is one of your intentions for this year, here are some meditation guidelines to bear in mind. Because it’s quite common that people’s preconceptions don’t match their experience….
They expect to have a still mind….and their mind remains busy.
They expect to feel bliss…and they experience boredom.
They expect to have a profound experience…and they don’t.
They expect it to be something other than it turns out to be…and they are disappointed.
If you’re just starting out with meditation, I would suggest you lower your expectations before you even start.
Meditation can be very simple if…
Explore it — with care and attention. With your hands, your mouth, your eyes.
Remove her garments. Slowly. Or urgently. It doesn’t matter, as long as you undress her.
Look into his eyes. Gaze unflinchingly, unashamedly.
Breathe fully and deeply. Synchronise your breathing. Inhale her exhalation. Allow her to inhale yours.
Tell him what you’d like in this moment. Or show him where and how to touch you.
Be real. Be vulnerable.
Kiss her. On the mouth, the back of her neck, the top of her thigh, her belly button. Light kisses. Deep and probing kisses. …
As an interior designer, I follow — and sometimes salivate over — home décor trends as much as any other interiors enthusiast.
And I don’t think trends are a bad thing at all. They help us evolve the looks of our home, and when applied well, they can make an out-of-date space feel more contemporary without the expense of a complete overhaul.
My problem with super-duper on-trend homes is when they’re blindly following the fashions instead of reflecting their inhabitants’ lifestyles, tastes, and needs.
So following are some tips on what to avoid doing and why. …
Anchovies and I
Don’t really get on, they are
Too salty for me.
Thank you to Lucy Dan 蛋小姐 (she/her/她) for the tag. I’ve only started writing again in the last couple of days after pretty much a month of silence, so all nudges and prompts are appreciated.
Here’s the original post I’m responding to:
Tagging all who feel called to join in — the prompt is ‘anchovies’.
Bringing us blessings
Bee-yowl-tan-eh has arrived
Oh, joyous feast day.
‘Bealtaine’ is the Irish word for the month of May. It hails from the ancient Celtic traditions where May marked the beginning of the light half of the year. Falling halfway between the Spring Equinox and the Summer Solstice, this year Bealtaine technically falls on May 5th. In the past, the festival would have been celebrated over a number of days. Nowadays we mark it on May 1st.
A fading tradition that I’ve only come to know and practice since moving to Mayo in 2009, is the gifting of flowers…
However, the precise date falls halfway between the Spring Equinox and the Summer Solstice.
This year Bealtaine technically falls on May 5th, so you still have time to mark and celebrate this life-affirming turning point in our calendar.
The festival hails from the ancient Celtic traditions, where May marked the beginning of the light half of the year. Pronounced be-yowl-tan-eh, and anglicized as ‘Beltane,’ ‘Bealtaine’ is the Irish word for the month of May.
The festival marks a time of reawakening to celebrate growth and new life that is blossoming throughout nature.
Bealtaine is one of the four fire festivals…
Can you see past the graying hair
To the vibrancy of the woman
Still young(ish) at heart
Who lives inside this middle-aged body?
Can you see the hopes and dreams
That her heart still contains,
Even if time is marching on
And she appears to have given in
To a life with less sheen
Than she imagined for herself
Once upon a time?
Can you see that the siren,
Nowadays more outwardly subdued,
Is still there
Ready to come alive
To the right touch?
Can you catch a glimpse of her soul
That longs for connection and intimacy
Or detect the fiery…
to fuse with you completely
melding our bodies
into sublime oneness.
losing ourselves in the pleasure
until the intensity builds
to a point of explosion
into so many fragments
we may never be able
to put ourselves back together.
The lines are blurry
how can we tell
is it passion
How can we stop one
leading to the other?
I had intended to try my hand at a light-hearted limerick…