smoothellen What's up? - June 15, 2010 add/view comments (1)

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Okay I am not good at this but here we go.......

I am new to the area and yes I am single.

There's an old saying..."Wherever you go...there you are"...and here I am writing this for you...

Choice...not chance...determines your destiny...


"To love means to open ourselves to the negative as well as the positive - to grief, sorrow, and disappointment as well as to joy, fulfillment, and an intensity of consciousness we did not know was possible before." -- Rollo May

"Of all forms of caution, caution in love is the most fatal to true happiness.†Bertrand Russell


I have no regrets...I live with Hopes and Dreams and Gratitude for all the blessings in my life...

You are a mans' man...You would love to share your life with one special woman...You are the salt of the earth...
You are intelligent and passionate and a bit of a rebel....You're smiling now...You know who you are...I told you...I am writing this for you...

....Life's not about how many breaths you take...it's about the moments that take your breath away...

Isn't it amazing when you realize all your life, your ability to change, to accomplish great things, to find a better life, has been determined by the tiny space between your ears... the secret hidden within. A paradox exists within our minds ... They are either the biggest or smallest places on earth...... Open to a vastness beyond comprehension or closed to anything beyond the tiniest of understandings. But, how, what, when does the paradox flip? Do we choose it or does it choose us? It happens in an instant. Flashing, pulsing inside of that paradox laden chasm ... A new reality strikes us. Life is extraordinary. Possibilities are limitless.....or.... barriers lay strewn before us, fallen like branches from long dry trees after the winds of change have blown. And our routine and ordinary life becomes extraordinary. Nothing is normal....nothing is routine .... Blessings pour out, seeping from every seemingly mundane breath. Days become blank pallets waiting for a Master's brush stroke and the only thing that has really changed is that tiny space between our ears. Reality stays the same... it doesn't change... We do...