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4. Love hurts: Betrayal hurts, pain hurts, heartbreak hurts, but love is the one thing that should make you feel good. A lot of people repeat the “love hurts” mantra to themselves to justify being in a hurtful relationship. True love should never bring about pain and despair. Yes, there will be stormy waters, but true love should be the only light during this time.

5. Love is blind: Finding someone you love should never be a decision to be made blindly. You cannot go through the true challenges of any relationship if you entered into it blindly.

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5. Money does not matter: Money is never everything, but it sure matters. You cannot have a strong relationship without having some sort of financial stability. You might not have it all, but in a relationship, you have to both be content with where you are with the belief that things can and will get better. Pretending money is not an issue will only lead to each of you feeling discontent and not being able to discuss it or find a solution.

6. True love is forever: There will be times in your relationship when you are not even sure you love your partner. There will be times you feel numb or unhappy with them but this does not mean what you have is not true love. Love ebbs and flows. Sometimes you love them so much you cannot imagine life without them, and sometimes, you just want  to run away, but underneath it all, you both share a bond that will never be broken. That is love.

7. Follow your heart: Your heart is important in determining what you feel for someone but you should not make all your love decisions based on how you feel. It is important that you use your brains and intuition to also determine whether or not someone will make the best fit for you.


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Single Ladies Bucket List

 

7. Declutter your life.

Delete the shows from your DVR that you’re never going to watch. Delete toxic friends from your social scene and boys from your heart. Stop calling those organized piles of crap “organized,” and put your stuff where it belongs (*and it may belong in the dumpster. Don’t end up on Hoarders).

 

8. Create an Outward Bound type self-challenge

maybe not to the extent of Cheryl Strayed in Wild — but, a surfing or sailing lesson.

9. Donate your time.

Re-allocate a few of your Facebooking hours to volunteering somewhere, like an animal shelter, so you can “accidentally” come home with a puppy.

10. Stop going on “dates” that aren’t really dates.

“Hanging out” is not a date. Neither is watching a guy drink beer and play video games with his friends. That “friends with benefits” situation will eventually lead to having one less friend and no benefits, and you will still be single. Try taking yourself on a date instead!

11. Start saving change…

from your couch, car and the bottom of your purse for your dream trip to Bali (or just buy a Bali bra. Supes comfs, ladies!)

12. Decide how you feel about having kids.

Do you want to be 8 months pregnant at your wedding? Have one kid, or six? Or be that lady I see hiking Runyon Canyon every day, pushing her cat in a stroller instead of a baby? It’s all good, just marry someone who wants the same thing.

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13. Learn how to walk in heels and wear red lipstick; but, also learn to have the confidence to go out without any make-up on.

Learn how to take a compliment but, more importantly, that you don’t need a compliment to feel good about yourself.

14. Learn how to say “no.”

NO. That’s it! You don’t owe anyone an explanation. Stop apologizing for yourself. Just, NO.

15. More importantly, learn how to say “yes.”

No one said it better than Aibileen in The Help: “You is kind. You is smart. You is important.” You deserve to be happy! Figure out what makes you happy and go for it, whether it’s pursuing a career in comedy, ending an unhealthy relationship, or going on a date with a guy who wears black knee socks with shorts (*All of these decisions were the happiest choices I’ve made in my life, and led me to meeting my fiance).


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I Didn’t Die: How Love Might Finally Find You

For once, I had been completely honest on a date, put myself out there and hold on for this revelation: I DIDN’T DIE!


Fear is an interesting instinct. The best description I have heard has compared fear to an alarm clock. When it goes off, we have the choice to wake up and deal with what’s next, or to hit the snooze button and ignore it, especially when it comes to fear felt on a date. Let’s talk about it.

It is 2012. I am moving and shaking and feeling life, like really feelin’ it. I had good friends I would visit in Montreal every other weekend, I was living in my favorite neighborhood in Toronto I had grown up wishing to one day live in, and I was finally in what felt like the right lane with my ambitions. I think the key factor to make note of is that I was present. I woke up and felt life and interacted with it.

I had recently got up the gumption to confront a peer that I’d had a crush on. We had a fleeting connection that I had become consumed by. At a work conference, we formed a unit of colleagues that would hold court while others came and went about their days and stopped in to say hello. While waiting on the friend who I’d been staying with, I was caught off guard with an offer to stay with the object of my “Are-you-kidding-me? Never-going-to-happen-in-your-teenage-loins’-dreams” affection in his hotel room above the bar we’d been ruling.

The phrase “C’mon, you wanna get out of here?” was uttered. I stammered out something about how the hotel has trundle bed style cots you can have delivered to the room.

“It’s ok, I have a really big bed, you can just stay with me” he responded, kindly, without assumption. I must have been having an out of body experience. You must understand, this is the equivalent to a Backstreet Boy, the middle Hanson brother and/or Steven Tyler of Aerosmith asking me to the prom. Why yes, I did grow up in the 90s with some questionable musical influences. How could you tell?

Back at the conference; I bargain that we should check at the front desk for the trundle bed option. He complies in a most gentlemanly fashion, and meanders around the elevators while I inquire. After a brief interaction with the receptionist, I pivot around to see him, rather nonchalantly, asking for the outcome.

“They say they’re out of cots” I report, trying to mask the re-awakening of my adolescence. He nods and turns for the elevators. I almost blacked out on the way to his room. Then with trepidation crawled onto the very edge of the bed, fully clothed, with the TV on; and fell asleep as frigid as a flagpole in January. I wanted something more than whatever a confusing end of night rendezvous could provide. The next morning, he graciously offered to have me stay with him any other night. I returned two nights later, but it was even less eventful, if even a bit awkward. I felt myself losing my window.

Following this encounter, I would be out of town for several weeks. I would try to create work opportunities to keep in touch while I was away. My crush only grew stronger as the time away pressed on. When I returned, we made plans that later evolved into a party and it was increasingly apparent that the window of opportunity I had mentioned, was now in another building altogether by now. Still, that fear-based alarm clock was now on it’s fifth cycle and I couldn’t keep hitting snooze.

Finally, we shared a cab ride home. In a way, what I was working up to, was making up for every crush I’d stowed away for the last 20 years. Throw in as far back as my summer camp counselor crush, Neal; who liked Vanilla Ice. When of course I learned every word to ‘Ice, Ice, Baby’ (still permanently imprinted on my memory); and negged him (is this mooned or danced naked??) from a swimming pool. From Neal until now, there was a boatload of suppressed hormones to contend with so this became my moment to unburden myself.

“I have to confess something to you.” I blurted out.

I steeled myself and poured my heart out with my confession of the crush I’d been holding onto since he had me, before we had met, to be perfectly truthful. I could feel him bracing himself, which was obviously not a great sign. I poured my heart out. My crush very politely collected my heart in an imaginary glass bowl and handed it back to me. I had clearly colored the back the cab in a particular shade of awkward. He acknowledged that there was perhaps a moment between us, but for all I know, he was just being kind. He insisted on paying for the whole cab fare and dropped me off on the way to his apartment.

As I stepped out of the cab and walked up to my place, I had a slight sense of being embarrassed and crestfallen; however that was quickly overshadowed by a feeling of being ALIVE. I could feel myself vibrating with the electricity. For once, I had been completely honest, put myself out there and hold on for this revelation: I DIDN’T DIE!

Soon thereafter, one of the cool people who passed by us as we were holding court back at that first conference ended up being one of the people on my list of exciting new friends to visit on my next trip out of town. With this electric sense of self-confidence, I thought nothing of it when we made plans to meet up, other than sheer excitement to see a newly familiar and warm face. As the clock ticked away into well-past turning-into-a-pumpkin o’clock it began to occur to me that this was someone I had chemistry with. The window opened.

“Would you like me to kiss you?” He asked. I shut the window immediately with a fumble, clumsy yes-but-no. I managed to keep it open a crack, setting up plans together to meet again soon. By the next time I saw him, I wedged the window up and leaned out. I stuck my head out and opened my eyes wide and he stared right back. “Hi!” We both clicked.

I am confident I never would have fully made that connection and been open for it in such a complete way had I not woken myself up in the back of that cab.  It lifted a cloak of bleak, grey fear that held me down from making any real choices in my relationships. Until then, I just went with the flow of what made me feel least rejected and safest. It was terrifying, and invigorating. It was perhaps the first time I felt the raw truth with someone. I stopped hitting snooze.

Choosing a Woman Instead of a Man

Insightful of how one woman, Tatum O’Neal, crossed the bridge to finding pleasure and fulfillment in the intimate company of a woman.

Love and life are a continuum, ever expanding our knowledge, experiences and discovery of who we feel we truly are.


I went on my first date with a woman in the ’90s, after I got divorced from my husband. I was in my 30s then and knew that I was interested in women, but I was a little uncomfortable with it—I just couldn’t manage it. I remember there was one very boyish girl who liked me a lot, and she was so aggressive that it was too much for me. I experimented with women a lot during that time, but that was when I was in my drug phase, so I don’t really count it. I wasn’t clean, so I wasn’t really clear on what I was doing or what I wanted.

Now I’ve had a number of years of being present and clear, and that has changed everything in my life. It’s changed my relationships with my children, my relationship with work, my relationships with people, my relationship with myself. Now I’m clean and aware and alive and interested in the world, saying, “Dating women is exciting to me, and this is turning me on.”

I dated in the heterosexual world up until about four years ago, when I started thinking about dating women—just thinking about it. I was talking to my best friend Tracey Cunningham, the great hair colorist, and there were a couple of pretty girls working in her salon. I was looking at one of them, and I said, “I want to go on a date with her!”

I finally decided to pursue it last year. I went to a Super Bowl party hosted by Wallis Annenberg, right down the street from where I live in L.A., and I saw this hot, beautiful woman in her mid-30s serving drinks. She was kind of tough and sassy. I got her number and I think she called me, or I called her—I can’t remember—and we went on a date. We wound up dating for a couple of months, until she wanted it to be serious, but it was too soon for me. Then there was this actress I flirted with for a little bit, but I think she was with somebody else at the time. More recently I met this adorable girl through another acquaintance, and she and I were talking, FaceTiming and stuff, but she’s a little young for me. I’m not going to date so many 30-year-olds because there’s not enough life experience. I’m not just interested in sex, you know? There needs to be a little bit more to the relationship. But it’s still a whole new world for me. It’s exhilarating.

When you start dating women, people try to make it about choice, like you have to decide if you’re gay or not. People ask me, “Do you think it’s because men were hard on you when you were younger?” Or “Do you think you’ll never date another man?” I can’t really say for sure, because I haven’t been dating women for that long. It’s been a while since I dated a man, about two and a half years. In the physical sense, I’m not attracted to men right now at all. I had experiences with women prior to my marriage, and I had experiences after the divorce. But because I was raised in such a tough, masculine, male-oriented environment, it just didn’t even seem possible to date women seriously until I hit the determining age of half a century, which is when you figure out what you like and what you don’t—or at least I did. I’m not making a decision one way or the other, but I think that there is a softer, more gentle quality about women, and that’s what I’m attracted to.

I’m very private and I don’t go out much, so dating can be difficult. I don’t have one-night stands at all anymore, so unless somebody is meaningful to me, no one comes into my house, nor do I go into theirs. I imagine dating is going to be a bit easier for me now that I’ve said I like women, though—I’ve been getting a lot of messages on Instagram and Facebook from so many pretty girls. Which is awesome!

When I started dating women, my children never gave it a second thought. I think my having a man around would probably have been weird for them, having such a strong father. Their father was enough man for them, for all of us. I don’t mean that in a bad way; he’s just very macho, you know? My son Kevin, who recently wrote an amazing book, has been really supportive, as has my beautiful daughter, Emily, who’s an actress. We’re very open with each other. Emily and I were recently at an event in New York that was full of very straitlaced people, and she pointed to this photographer and said, “Mom, is that girl your type?” It just made me laugh. I said, “No, no, she’s a straight girl, honey.”

I’m not sure that I have a type. I don’t want to be so superficial to say that I’m looking for someone beautiful, but beauty is inside and out, it really is. She could be a brilliant scientist or a gorgeous model. It could be that my brain is just attracted to her brain. Sometimes I’m attracted to a woman who’s tall and skinny because that’s what I want to look like. I like women with a sense of self, a sense of strength. A good personality, good perfume. I would say that great style would be a factor. I’m a big believer that style is important, and I have been in love with fashion my entire life. What you wear is who you are, I’m afraid, and I’ve believed that from the time I wore a tuxedo to the Oscars at age 10. I am very feminine, at the end of the day. I have more girly stuff and more products than anyone else. And I definitely can’t be with anybody who’s after me for any kind of superficial reason. I’ve got a keen eye for those types.

Even though I’ve really dated only three women in my life, all of them have been important to me, and meaningful. They’ve made me realize that I can be strong enough to pursue what I want without worrying about what people will think. Part of this is about standing up to the structure that men have created in our country. I grew up in a household where my dad’s favorite sport was boxing, and I went to a ton of boxing matches where men pummeled each other for money and then ended up with MS or brain damage. There wasn’t a lot of women’s empowerment in my childhood. Hollywood, just like politics, is still very male-dominated. It’s getting better, but we’re not there yet—for action heroes, there’s one Sandra Bullock to 10 Will Smiths, you know? Women choosing whom they want to sleep with is just a piece of it. I want women to have the best of it—to have bigger voices and run studios and be able to do whatever they want. I want my daughter to have a world where her word is as valid and as meaningful and as important as any man’s.

I’ve never really had any gay women icons—maybe I’ll be the next gay icon! What’s new for me is figuring out how beautiful and honest women can be with each other and how there’s a different closeness than you’ll have with any man. I hope I’ll inspire women to experiment more and try dating women if they want to. If I can help a little girl who feels trapped to come out—oh, my gosh, that would mean the world to me. There are a lot of people who might be interested in dating someone outside of what is expected for their gender, but there’s so much judgment around it from family and friends. Society gives younger women—and men, for that matter—so little choice.


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A Moving Tribute to LOVE from Maya Angelou

“I am grateful to be happy in love and to be loved now and to be able to love because it liberates. LOVE liberates…”
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“… supposed I am gonna be somebody. She released me. She freed me to say I may have something in me…. that will be of value. Maybe not just to me… that’s LOVE.”
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This powerful sharing of Maya Angelou about the love of her mother for her and how that freed her to be who she came here to be.

Sexy Home Dates

17. Have a Homemade Pizza Night. We love to do this with our kids, but it would be fun to do with each other. Here is our favorite homemade pizza crust recipe.

18. Write out the story of how you met (and fell in love). Better yet- video tape it! Your kids and future posterity will be so grateful and it is so fun to go back and read (or watch) years down the road. It’s amazing how much you will forget!

19. Have Breakfast in Bed (even if it’s a night date! Breakfast for dinner is one of my favorite meals!). Pull out the TV trays and go out all. Here are some of our favorite breakfast ideas!

20. A Year In Review. It’s always so fun to go back and remember all the things that have happened in the last year. Use this printable to easily record and remember all that has gone on in the last 12 months.

21. Make marshmallow guns and have a marshmallow war. Buy some PVC pipe from a hardware store and make your guns. Then have an all out war!

22. Break a record! Find a record in Guinness Book of World Records and spend the night trying to break it. Try doing it together as a team or make it a competition and compete against each other to see who has the better record.

23. Pop some popcorn and watch YouTube videos all night. Ask friends and family for recommendations or find some of the most popular ones. We were cracking up at some of the funny stuff on there!

24. Have a living room campout. Make indoor s’mores and tinfoil dinners in your oven. Make a tent out of forts and pull out your blow-up mattress and sleeping bags.

25. Have a snowy night party (winter time). Sneak outside (if you have kids, make sure they are asleep) and build a snowman or have a snowball fight. Come back inside when it gets too cold, make hot cocoa and warm up under some big blankets . . .

26. Have a movie marathon. Pick a theme (whether it’s an actor, genre, or series) and watch as many as you can. If you fall asleep, you can always pick up where you left off in the morning. :)

27. Babysit for a friend. If you have kids, offer to watch a friend’s kids while they head out on a date and then trade them the following weekend. If you don’t have kids, watch some kid movies, play with Play Doh, and eat chicken nuggets and mac and cheese. Don’t have any friends with kids? You could always try dog-sitting! :)

28. Take some personality tests and compare your results. Here are some good ones: Jung, True Colors, The 5 Love Languages, and The Color Code.

29. Play Twister! See how tangled up you can get . . .

30. Bubble bath for two. Need I say more?

31. Break out the board games. Make it interesting by adding a rule that the loser of each game has to lose one piece of clothing. :) Guarantee your husband will play Yahtzee like his life depends on it just so he can win.

32. Play this fun Love Match game using personal things from your relationship.


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How Men Describe Their Dream Girl

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“My “dream girl” is not a girl at all. She is a woman who knows what she wants and isn’t afraid to approach a man that she finds attractive. Her confidence is clearly evident without being overly cocky. This woman needs to have ambition and motivation towards a goal she wants to achieve in her life. She is independent and can take care of herself but not shy about asking for help should she need it. She appreciates the little things that I do for her and is sensitive to that fact that a man needs her to lean on from time to time as well. Physical attraction is obviously important but certainly isn’t the deciding factor. Last but absolutely not least, LOYALTY and TRUST is a must. If I need to be concerned about what she’s doing while she says she’s out with her friends then that is a major turnoff. Likewise, I need to be able to have my time with my friends or even by myself without being interrogated about every detail in a hostile m anner. Respect, loyalty, trust and the ability to just simply enjoy each other’s company even if we are doing nothing but sitting at home alone is all I could ask for.”

John, 39
“My dream girl is a woman that is devoted, loyal, understanding, caring, and not boring… I’m an easy guy to get along with. I want a women who is spontaneous and pretty much cool with doing things that I like, well, things we both like. I want a women that doesn’t mind staying in and cuddling watching a movie. Must like football!”

CJ, 22
“My dream girl. I’m a brunette guy so let’s just get that out of the way. She has to be athletic as I’ve always been into athletics and never plan on stopping. She would be intelligent and be successful by herself because she’s worked hard to be. She would have an incredible sense of humor because let’s be honest, who wants to have to be serious all the time? I like a girl who doesn’t mind drinking a beer once in a while and can let loose with her friends or my friends as well without having to be the center of attention all the time. She’s gotta be happy to have my attention. Trust is a huge thing, and if something is wrong she would be able to communicate that. None of that silent treatment crap. I like someone who I can be adventurous with, someone who would want to experience the world with me. Lastly and fairly important, she has to look great without makeup. That may seem shallow, but no one wants to wake up next to a mons ter every morning!

Joseph, 24
My dream girl would have to be smart and have a job that she loves. Loves animals more of a country girl but when it was time to go out she looked amazing someone that both of us could just be our self’s around. A girl that likes hunting fishing boating and likes going away and relaxing. Wants a family and likes being with family on Sundays”


“Being a Dream Girl is never going to be about what you look like or how much you weigh. After all, our physical appearances are just reflections of our inner worlds. What makes you a Dream Girl is your emotional sensitivity, your self-awareness, and your ability to communicate who you are effectively and compassionately in the world.” ―Jennifer Elisabeth


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True Love Can Overcome ANYTHING

I told her that I loved her also, and instantaneously, I felt at ease for the first time in weeks.  Both of us were willing to give up our own happiness for the other’s well-being.  It was our mutual selflessness that brought us closer together.

Currently, our relationship is better than ever.  After our talk, we realized that all of those questions that we were asking ourselves were petty distractions.

What kind of relationship were we?  What are our labels?  What do we call ourselves?  The answers were simple: we’re two adults that love one another and neither of us changed; we just became better versions of ourselves.  It was society putting pressure on us to define ourselves, and we didn’t cave in.  We overcame all of it, the obstacles, the pressure, and the arguments.

She’s not my soulmate.  She’s better.  She’s my partner, the one that I fight with and the one I fight for.  She’s my best friend.  She’s my confidante.  She’s there for me no matter what, and I’m there for her.

“Soulmates” are for dreamers that don’t live in the real world.  As alluring as it is to dream, it doesn’t even come close to the real thing.  When you find somebody you connect with on such a visceral level, where you can’t get enough of each other even when you see each other every day, and even when you both drive one another up-the-wall at times, that, to me, is true love.  It’s a rare, wonderful, and beautiful connection.  It’s almost scary the lengths you’ll go through just to make this person happy, because their happiness makes you indescribably overjoyed to see.

It’s not always easy.  It gets real hard sometimes.  That’s the reality of a real relationship.  But if you allow yourself to open up to somebody that makes you love so strongly, and you’re willing to risk making yourself vulnerable, it’s the greatest feeling in the whole world.   It’s a transcendent feeling, and it can overcome any obstacle in its way.

These Words From Einstein Will Change Your Relationship to LOVE

To give visibility to love, I made a simple substitution in my most famous equation. If instead of E = mc2, we accept that the energy to heal the world can be obtained through love multiplied by the speed of light squared, we arrive at the conclusion that love is the most powerful force there is, because it has no limits.

After the failure of humanity in the use and control of the other forces of the universe that have turned against us, it is urgent that we nourish ourselves with another kind of energy…

If we want our species to survive, if we are to find meaning in life, if we want to save the world and every sentient being that inhabits it, love is the one and only answer.

Perhaps we are not yet ready to make a bomb of love, a device powerful enough to entirely destroy the hate, selfishness and greed that devastate the planet.

However, each individual carries within them a small but powerful generator of love whose energy is waiting to be released.

When we learn to give and receive this universal energy, dear Lieserl, we will have affirmed that love conquers all, is able to transcend everything and anything, because love is the quintessence of life.

I deeply regret not having been able to express what is in my heart, which has quietly beaten for you all my life. Maybe it’s too late to apologize, but as time is relative, I need to tell you that I love you and thanks to you I have reached the ultimate answer! “.

Your father,
Albert Einstein


Originally Shared by Barbara Wilder

Dating a Normal Guy

“Chloe.” There was enough command in his voice to cause me to look over. “Speaking as a man who has, at one point in time, been hopelessly in love with a woman, you need to tell him.”

I frowned and it was more over his comment than the prospect of speaking with Vic. “Who was this hopelessly lovable woman?”

He stepped closer and pressed a kiss on my forehead, his eyes meeting mine in the bathroom mirror. “No worries. She couldn’t hold a candle to you.”

I rolled my eyes at the sentiment but felt a burst of well-needed confidence.

“Talk to him.” He pushed the subject and I looked away from the mirror, full concentration on applying my toothpaste to my toothbrush in a proper manner.

“OK?” he poked me and I looked up with a snarl.

“Fine.” I stuck the toothbrush in my mouth, scowled at him, and the conversation was over. My anxiety, on the other hand, was spiking at a ridiculous pace.


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The Mathematics of LOVE

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Hannah Fry: The Mathematics of Love

Finding the right mate is no cakewalk — but is it even mathematically likely? In a charming talk, mathematician Hannah Fry shows patterns in how we look for love, and gives her top three tips (verified by math!) for finding that special someone.


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Why This Generation is Losing the Ability to Be In Love

6. We aren’t fans of making compromises.

We like to have things our way, always. Why wouldn’t we? If we can have it our way, why would we settle for anything less?

This logic makes sense until we find ourselves in a relationship. When we’re a part of a relationship, we are only a piece of a greater whole. What we want and need is not nearly as important as what the relationship needs.

And what the relationship often needs is for you to compromise. So you’re left with a dilemma, which is fine, as long as you accept that compromises need to be made. Once we no longer accept that as a necessity, we will lose the ability to create a loving relationship.

7. We believe in fairytale endings.

What was our favorite thing to watch growing up? Most people our age will say Disney. We grew up on Disney movies and learned all about love through the stories they told — or at least I did.

The problem is such movies are incredibly inaccurate and often end up doing more harm than good. They create impossible expectations — expectations that always leave us disappointed in the end, not to mention confused.

How could you not question your love for someone when your story doesn’t line up with what you believe defines a happily ever after?

8. We’ve been fooled into believing perfection is attainable.

It’s not. Never has been, never will be, and yet, we are all looking for that perfect individual. We are all looking to become that perfect individual. Sadly, we’re all going to fail, and it’s going to suck.

No matter how unrealistic our expectations are, the disappointment we feel when they aren’t achieved is very real.

The grass always seems greener on the other side. But who the hell told you to look for greener grass?

Falling In Love: Best Things That Happen

11. The way you miss them with an ache, like they have left for the day with an essential part of you that you want them to have, but that it hurts to be without.

12. The way your mind clouds when you’re not with them and then, when you reunite, the way your mind is clear and vibrant again.

13. The way every one of your senses is heightened, like how eggs for breakfast taste different when you’re eating those eggs with them.

14. The way everything you do together feels like it belongs in a romance film, all black and white and urgent kisses.

15. The way every moment feels intimate and private, like you’re in on a secret together.

16. The way you want to devour their entire life’s history, to know where they come from, to know where they’re going.

17. The way their voice lowers to a whisper when you’re in bed together, like they’re careful not to disturb the intimacy.

18. The way you laugh with your head rolled back, the deep guttural belly laugh reserved only for the kind of humor that exists within this kind of love.

19. The way things you never cared about suddenly become things you want to do, like exploring your city or going to parks or going to the zoo, any way you can stroll hand in hand and explore together is what you want to be doing.

20. Or, the way you can be in silence together, no tension hanging in the air, no desire to fill the void, just a silence, a cursory look to make sure the other is occupied, a sly smile when they catch you looking, and a strange contentment you thought was going to elude you your entire life.


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Selfie Love

Why the most important relationship is the one you have with your SELF.


“You wander from room to room, hunting for the diamond necklace that is already around your neck”. – Rumi

Rumi was such a clever chap, and I like how this quote personifies how we so often look for love “out there” in the world, only to discover, it’s been “inside here” all along.

When we don’t fully accept our true Self (“SELFie Love”), we feel incomplete in some way, undeserving, unworthy, unfulfilled and suffer from “not enough-ness”.  The things we don’t like about ourselves are our holes that we set about filling in with relationships that make us feel better about our self-perceived flaws. Without realizing it, we blindly go out into the world bearing a “Fix Me” sign, on a quest for the missing piece that will make us feel complete.  Once found, we like to think we’ll find happiness, fulfillment, and love. The caveat is, that we inevitably attract relationships that recognize our incompleteness and present themselves as our missing puzzle piece.  In exchange, they’ll expect the same from us; that we will serve to be their means of completion.

“I can work with that”, you say to yourself.  “They fix me, I fix them, and everyone wins”!  If this scenario sounds familiar, ask yourself how it’s working out for you?  Do you have a track record of helping others to be their best, yet somehow come up short when it comes to your own fulfillment?  Is there a pattern of love relationships that start out as champagne and rapture, but end in cheap beer and heartache?  Do you travel from Wow to Woe post honeymoon phase, arriving bewildered at the destination of “what’s missing, why did he/she change, why does this always happen to me?”  And perhaps in a state of perplexed denial, you lay the blame at the feet of your partner, often making it their problem and responsibility to “fix” it again.  We get frustrated when we sense the missing piece is being withheld from us, so we deliver demands and the misery ensues until finally we, or they arrive at the conclusion that once again, we’ve misjudged, made a mistake and we call it quits.  Rinse, repeat.

I must confess, I am a former “not enough-ness” sufferer.  My story was nothing unusual.  I was raised on a healthy diet of fear and trust no one.  I often felt like I was a glass half-full, living in a glass half-empty world.  In my quest for role models, sameness and connection, I invariably missed the mark and found myself instead on the comfortable path of the devil I knew.

Dwelling in the business of pleasing others and not myself eventually got old.  I grew tired of feeling ridiculous as another rug beneath me was yanked, and the weight of being responsible for the happiness of others was suffocating my own joy.  When the lessons got harder and the pain hurt deeper I stopped asking myself “why” and started asking “WTF?”  What was it exactly I felt I lacked and sought to find in others?

With gentle compassion and warrior-esque grit, I declared “game over” and patiently retraced the breadcrumb trail of lessons all the way down to my soul, who welcomed me home with unconditional love.  Once the SELFie key unlocks your buried treasure, the epiphany is transcending.  The sparkle shines so brightly you’ll find it illuminates the entire pattern of behavior that’s been sabotaging your bliss.  Accepting the “new and improved” you is like winning the “enough-ness” lottery.  The brandished golden ticket is the discovery that you are your own missing piece to your own magnificent puzzle. You are finally enough just as you are.

Although I was a little late to this party, (incidentally – it’s never EVER too late) this epiphany changed my life.  From the moment I turned the key; that “I was my own missing puzzle piece, everything shifted.

When you find love within your Self, that’s when the world sees the real deal and you attract someone who lives from that same enough-ness place as yourself.  When these two souls are aligned the LOVE is cosmic.  Based on attraction, not neediness, each person complete independently, and elevated when shared together.  I call it “Blississsippi” or the “Mother Lode Love Lottery”.

Imagine the change we would see in the world if more of us believed we were enough.  To see change in the outside world, we first have to change our inside world.  You are entirely up to you.

Love you xo.