Showing posts with label Passion. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Passion. Show all posts

Monday, May 02, 2011

How's Your Passion - Mine Sucks

Peeps, I have this friend who is in my age group.  She is a writer, artist, motorcycle rider, shovels snow from her driveway and sends out personally painted greeting cards each holiday.  She is a lover of nature and sees the beauty in everything.  Her name is Mary Stebbins Taitt and her blog (the one I follow – she has several devoted to art, writing, or crafts No Polar Coordinates.  Check her out, you won’t be sorry.

She sent me an email today with this YouTube video.

 

The author, Isabel Allende, talks about passion in a humorous, straight forward way that can even bring tears to the eyes.  The video is a little long, just shy of 18 minutes, but is well worth the time you invest in watching it.

I’m not a huge women’s rights kind of a guy.  I do believe in equality and equal pay and equal partnership in marriage.  But I cannot support hiring, promoting or special treatment just because you are feminine.  If you are the best qualified and experienced, then you should achieve your goal.  However, the topic of this video is not about my opinions, but is about the passion and strength of some incredible women.

My problem is (or one of many) I have lost passion.  I guess that is part of the clinical depression stuff I go through, but it is something I try to work on.  However it is hard.  Judy sees the world through rose colored glasses and does not understand the concept of depression.  So I stopped trying to talk to her about it.  I do, however, know when I am depressed and I know how to change the moods.  But part of the depression is getting off your ass to do something about it.  I do, though.  

But enough about me!  This is about the video and the need for passion in one’s life.  So passionately watch it…if you have the time.

By the way, TED has some incredible speakers each week.  You can see them on YouTube…if you like that sort of thing.
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Saturday, February 13, 2010

The Teddy Bears


A woman meets a man in a bar. They talk; they connect; they end up leaving together.

They get back to his place, and, as he shows her around his apartment, she notices that one wall of his bedroom is completely filled with soft, sweet, cuddly teddy bears.

There are three shelves in the bedroom with hundreds and hundreds of cute, cuddly teddy bears carefully placed in rows, covering the entire wall!

It was obvious that he had taken quite some time to lovingly arrange them and she was immediately touched by the amount of thought he had put into organizing the display.

There were small bears all along the bottom shelf, medium-sized bears covering the length of the middle shelf, and huge, enormous bears running all the way along the top shelf.

She found it strange for such an obviously masculine guy to have such a large collection of Teddy Bears and was quite impressed by his sensitive side - but doesn't mention this to him.

They share a bottle of wine and continue talking and, after awhile, she finds herself thinking, “Oh my God! Maybe, this guy could be the one! Maybe he could be the future father of my children?”

She turns to him and kisses him lightly on the lips.

He responds warmly.

They continue to kiss, the passion builds, and he romantically lifts her in his arms and carries her into his bedroom where they rip off each other's clothes and make hot, steamy love.

She is so overwhelmed that she responds with more passion, more creativity, more heat than she has ever known.

After an intense, explosive night of raw passion with this sensitive guy, they are lying there together in the afterglow. She rolls over, gently strokes his chest and asks coyly, 'Well, how was it?'

The guy gently smiles at her, strokes her cheek, looks deeply into her eyes, and says: “Help yourself to any prize from the middle shelf.“

Tuesday, September 01, 2009

Passion After 50 Years

 

I was talking to a friend today and it was suggested I tell you about the time I hit my seventh grade teacher. I will in another post, but first I want to tell you about this couple celebrating their 50th wedding anniversary.

An off-duty police officer was having a doughnut and a cup of coffee one night in the old restaurant when this older couple came in and sat in the booth next to his. Though he tried not to listen to their conversation, he couldn’t help it because they had to speak a little loudly due to their age and declining hearing.

When the waitress came to get their order, the old man told her that this was their 50th wedding anniversary and this restaurant was where he took his lovely wife on their first date. After a few brief congratulatory comments, the waitress left to get their order - the same one they had over 50 years before - and the old couple started reminiscing.

The off-duty officer listened as they talked about their first date and all the things they did that day, what was going through their minds as the got ready for their first date; him just getting out of the Army and her starting her first job at Woolworths.

Then they stopped to eat their food and then he said, “Do you remember what we did when we finished eating our first meal?”

She said, “Yes, you took me out behind the restaurant, leaned me up against the chain link fence and made love to me right there.”

“Yep! It was a special time.” he said. Then after a pause he said, “Would you like for me to do it again? Once more for old time sakes, jsut like we did back then.”

She blushed and said quietly, “Yes!”

The officer thought, as he watched them pay the bill and leave holding hands, that he had witnessed something sweet and very special. But he was a little concerned about their plans, due to their age and all. So he decided to follow them to the back of the restaurant, not to watch, but to help protect them from outsiders and be there if they needed help. After all, they were between 75 and 80 years old.

He watched as the man bent over and took the panties off the lady and then drop his own pants. He picker her up and leaned her against the fence and immediately went to town. They were moving like madmen with her legs flinging out and about in both directions, and both were moaning and groaning and yelling during their wild frenzied love making. Finally his legs gave way and the fell into a heap on the ground.

The office was alarmed and ran over to help the old couple and see if there were any damages from the fall and spirited love making.

They assured him they were unhurt and pretty good considering what they had just experienced. The officer told them that he was impressed that after 50 years of being together they could still make mad passionate love like they just did.

The old man said, “Yeah, well, 50 years ago that fence wasn’t electrified.”

I wish I could find an electric fence somewhere…
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