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Tango: A Journey. (My Journey)


"Dancers are the athletes of God" -Albert Einstein

To dance is to be out of yourself.  Larger, more beautiful, more powerful.  ~Agnes De Mille

“Other music exists to heal wounds; but the tango when sung and played is for the purpose of opening them, for the purpose of sticking you finger in the wound and to tear them until they bleed”

“Life is like Tango... sad, sensual, sexy, violent and quiet.

“Those who danced were thought to be quite insane by those who could not hear the music.” Angela Monet



I want to take the opportunity to tell you about one of the most important aspects of my life, and, perhaps, why you should consider adopting it into yours as well.

I’m talking about Dance.

I've had this feeling for most of my childhood, a beating, burning sensation of potential inside of me. I wanted to dance. More than anything. But being the extremely passive child that I was, I never spoke up, never pursued it. Yea, I wanted to dance. But I made excuses. There was no opportunity. I had to study. I had to get good grades. I was silent.

But the summer I visited my sister, a year before graduating from high school, I realized that I could actually do it. My sister decided to take bellydancing classes at the gym. I went with her, but had no intention of joining. I was just going to work out. But standing there, behind the glass door of the dance studio, I suddenly felt that burning sensation again. Why couldn't I? Yes, bellydance was as far from my life as perhaps, molecular physics, but why not?
Why not?

I wish I could say that the class was mindboggling... but it wasn't. It was full of old or fat women who simply had nothing else to do and had no real interest in dance. But it was a beginning.

It was my beginning.

I took bellydance classes on and off through out the school year when I got back home... But nothing serious. I had to graduate with excellence... and dance was always falling to second... well, more like seventeenth place in my list of priorities.

But in my first year of college I realized that I could not hold it back any longer. My university was terrible and did not require any effort of my part. My GPA was 4.00, without having to barely lift a finger. I had time. Finally. I had the opportunity. And for the first time in my life I stood up and took it.

I joined the Latin dance club. I just went, asked around and joined.

I did something real for the first time in my life. 

And for a while it was good. But Latin and I didn't mix well... My lack of balance and fear of falling just didn't work with all the turns and spins. I was looking for something more..

And then I heard that there is a tango club. And I went to ask about times... The lady looked at the clock and said, actually.. class starts in 5 minutes. And I decided... why not?

Now, I knew nothing about tango. I knew from bad Hollywood movies, that the colors are black and red, that people dance with roses in their teeth, mostly going sideways, cheek to cheek.

Boy was I in for a surprise...! When the first two months all we did was walk. Mostly backwards. I thought... what had I gotten myself into? I hated it. It was so boring...!

Until... I'm not sure of the moment... But once I was selected for the show group and we started going to milongas (special tango nights) and seeing professional dancers... At some point I realized...

Dance was the missing element in my life. Dance is what I want to wake up to for the rest of my life. I found it.

I found... Me.

And I found Tango.

And since that moment... I can't let it go. I started ballet classes. I bought en pointe shoes and am not training myself to stand in them. I'm not sure why or for what purpose...

It's just a feeling, incomparable to anything else I've ever felt. 

I can't really describe what makes the tango so special. It's something about the fact that it's completely improvised, based on the passion and energy of the partners and the music. The closeness. The tragic emotions. The rhythm of the music coinciding with your heartbeat.

There is something addictive in the tango. Really. Those who feel the real energy of the tango once, are enslaved to it for a lifetime. It really is quite amazing, unlike any other types of dances, that concentrate on steps and beats. Tango focuses on energy. 

It is now three years later, I look back and smile silently. I really had no idea what I was getting into. And what an important part of my life I had discovered. :)


And now that you know the background story, let me educate you:

Argentine Tango

Before you start thinking about holding a red rose in your mouth and shuffling around to the “la cumparsita”, like I did at the beginning of my tango life, let me tell you something. Tango is nothing like what you’ve heard of.

It’s an elaborate system of complete improvisation that relies on the clear communication and understanding between partners. It’s about taking the energy of the music and creating elaborate figures, tracing them lovingly into the dance floor. It’s a three minute love affair, more passionate and more pure than most of the love affairs people have outside of the dance. It is devoid of stereotypes, expectations, issues and differences. It’s purified to the simple interaction of a man and woman, which promotes respect, freedom of expression, communication and the intimacy of the embrace.

Simply, the tango teaches us how to behave in life. The ideal leader and follower in description come very close to what we can expect the ideal man and woman to be. The dance inspires confidence, compromise, communication, trust. 
And of course, like any other physical activity, it’s very healthy, as it strengthens muscles, flexibility, correct spinal alignment, balance, grace, etc. And now specifically to the genders: for women, I cannot stress strongly enough how important it is to have a sense of your own body, for me this is a large part of the very essence of being a woman: having to do with beauty, grace, self-esteem and creativity; as for men: the most attractive thing in a man is confidence. No wonder women all swoon in unison when they see male dancers performing! A man who knows how to dance not only understands how his body works, but also learns about the woman, how she moves and how he should lead her. Now, trust me, this is useful not only in the dance floor.... ;)
But, if all of this sounds too complicated, there is also another aspect: it’s simply a very beautiful, fun dance, and it’s a wonderful social event. There are large tango communities in every large city in the world nowadays, with special tango nights, practices, festivals and shows for all levels of dancers.

So, why not? It may be something you can try for fun, for exercise, as a way of bonding with your boyfriend/girlfriend/partner... or who knows, you may get addicted and open up a dance studio someday. I will be very happy to meet and dance with you :) 

"When the tango took hold of me, it was as if I had found the ultimate lover. No single experience can be as fascinating as this dance. No single work of art is so replete with all the joy and sorrow and longing and tragi-comedy of the human race, as is a tango danced between a man and a woman. It is labyrinthine, yet so simple. Each lasts just a few moments, yet it is eternal. There is a purity amidst all its complexities. The more one searches for the meaning behind its mystery, the ever more elusive is the tango... And yet, it is what it is, and we can see it, hear it, feel it, breathe it, live it, in the pleasure of its immediacy. Those of us it holds in its power - we want to shape our whole lives around it, its cadences, its sweat, its subtle messages and surging desires. The tango changes us forever. It changed me forever. Never have I been so intensely in love. Never had I felt so intensely alive. It helps me forget. And it helps me remember sweetly." - la nuit blanche
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Metamorphosis

Image Copyright: Elena Vizerskaya, aka Kassandra
Amazing Ukrainian artist, view her port 
at http://www.photodom.com/member/kassandra
 “Nobody can go back and start a new beginning, but anyone can start today and make a new ending.” -Maria Robinson

“The key to change... is to let go of fear.” -Rosanne Cash
 “God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference.” -Reinhold Niebuhr



((Note from yours truly: Before starting I want to apologize for letting the blog sit and gather dust for almost a month. I've been preoccupied with traveling, dealing with emotional dramas, and pretty much trying to figure out what I want out of life. So do excuse me, it required a lot of my attention. But I'm back now... Also would like to take this opportunity to mention that I'm planning a fabulous addition to the blog: a video blog on youtube, in which I will discuss each article, along with personal comments of mine. It seems to me that people (me included) do not have much time to read nowadays, so I must keep up with the pace of the world. Stay tuned....))

What I want to discuss with you today is the idea of change.
It's a concept that is at the base of everyone's life, but our attitudes and reactions to it differ. Let us discuss..

As much as a contradiction as it is, but change is the only constant thing in the world.  There are two kinds of change: one we control (or at least think we have some control over) and the one we don't. Also we can categorize differently: voluntary and non voluntary change. (A bit different, I'll elaborate in a minute...) 
 The fear that comes along with change is quite natural. The first type inspires fear of the new and different, the second - fear of the unknown and fear of the loss of control.

Change has always been a big thing in my life. Mostly involuntary. I was a very passive child. I have almost no memory of my life until I was around 7 years old. No secret drama or anything, I just remember living life like it was a movie: I was always sitting back and watching. So, no memories. Because I didn't create memories, I didn't store them in my brain. I observed, afraid to mess with the characters or the plot. And, boy, did my childhood have a plot! With the constant moving, new continents, religions, languages. Change was constant, and I accepted it.  Like most children, I suppose, but I feel like I took this to an extreme.

But once we start growing up, our attitudes starts to change, as mine did. I wanted control. But during the fragile teenage years, what can we possibly control? Little things: our clothes, hair, food, friends, music. And that's why teenagers go crazy. Not necessarily because they don't like the way things are, but because they want everything to be their choice. And what's the point of being in control if everything stays the same? That's why they protest.

That's when we first feel the rush of power that comes with being in control, the power to change things in your life. And as you get older, you get more opportunity to realize that power. And more freedom.

And then you can go two ways: you can either start liking the power, or it can paralyze you with fear. Desafortunadamente (unfortunately), I was the latter. I did everything I could possibly do to avoid change, creating walls of stable things around me. And I hid there, until recently.
And if any of you have the same problem, I now address you. Don't.

First of all, it's silly to think that you can avoid change. So you might as well embrace it. Second of all, once you embrace it, you can start to work through your fear and learn to control it, as much as you can. And if you're anything like me, you will start to like it. Maybe even a little too much. ;)

Fear and Change go hand in hand, as I mentioned before. You cannot embrace one without embracing the other. I know. Facing your fears is not an easy task, but it is necessary on the journey of self-improvement. 
You mustn't let fear hold you back. (In reasonable situations, of course.)

If you really want to do something. Do it. Take the risk. Be smart of course, but if fear is the only thing holding you back, then you must force yourself. Challenge yourself. Really, what is the worst that can happen? And is it really that bad?

For example, I'm socially phobic. I have problems when talking to strangers and making eye contact. Until I was seventeen I could not ask for directions on the street, or have a conversation with the cashier when buying things. But I tortured myself out of it. How? I would do the exact opposite of what I wanted to. If I wanted to ask something in a store, my first instinct would be to forget about it, and go hide somewhere. But I would force myself to go up and ask. Even if it was something completely unnecessary and stupid. I had to do it. It may seem like a type of psychological masochism, but it does work. Face your fear. It's the first, best and probably only way to let go of it. I truly recommend it.

I realize that ''change'' is a bit of a broad term, so I would like to specify that I am mostly talking about personal change. Self-improvement, if you will. It's the best way to control change ever, in my opinion. Because what else can you control in life, if not yourself? I'm a very firm believer in the constant self-improvement way of life. Not perfectionalistm. But self-improvement. Catch the difference?

A person must always be evolving. That's my idea of the purpose of life. We were given conciousness, and the opportunity to evolve, and we must use it to the fullest. 


  
Now, there are two different aspects to this topic I'd like to mention: inner change and outer.
This is the part when I should say that it's the inner change that is more important. But I hold you, my readers, in enough esteem to assume that you know this, so I will elaborate only briefly...
When you want to evolve, you have to start with your inner world, and the rest will follow. You cannot expect your world to change if you do not make the effort to change something within yourself first.

But inner change is the most difficult one of them all. I've heard it said countless times: ''people don't change'', ''it's impossible''. Well, those of you who read my blod reguarly must know how I feel about the word ''impossible''. It's not only total BS, but it's also like a challange for me.
Impossible? Let me prove you wrong. Anyway...

This is very often said in regard to men and relationships, which I must, actually, agree with. Men don't change. You know why? Because in this stereotypical stiuation when women say this, what they mean is that men don't change for them. Which is a completely natural reaction. Men, once they sense the pressure to change to fit the ''perfect boyfriend/husband/friend/etc'' standarts, automatically put up a fierce defence system. And they are very smart to do so. We should learn from them. Really.

Never. Ever. Change for someone else. Or to fit someones' standarts or expectations. I mean, you can, but ultimately, if done for the wrong reasons, whatever the change was, it will come crashing down and backfire against you. And what good will that do you?

Whatever self-improvement plan you have, you need to question it:
  • Who am I doing this for?
  • Was it my idea?
  • Will it benefit me? 
  • Will I stand by it if my family/friends don't support it?
  • Will I be able to keep it up long-term?
Only if you are absoultely sure you gave the right answers to these questions can you go ahead with your change. If you are doing this to prove something to someone, to get an ex back, to attract someones attention, to protest against something, etc., then you're doing it for the wrong reasons. And it will not last.

It's hard to tell the difference sometimes, I know, and it is ok to keep some of these things in the back of your mind as a bonus, but your main reason should be yourself. Any change you impliment on yourself should be your decision. For you. Be selfish in a certain extent!

OK, and a final aspect:
Change can be a fabulous way to.. well... change. That was a badly constructed sentence, but I hope you can follow what I mean. Sometimes we get stuck in bad situations, whether its a relationship, an attitude, a social environment or a belief system. And sometimes we don't have the emotional strength or inspiration to make a big inner change. So we can help ourselves through outer change. Women do this often, and I am very guilty of it. Change your hair color, style of clothing, move to a different city. This new, exciting development can serve as a final push that you need to really change, inside.
Although I must warn you that this is much, much harder than it seems. As a person who's moved from country to country her entire life, I can tell you for sure: unless you make an effort, you will, ALWAYS, take your problems with you. You cannot escape the lessons that you must learn, the experiences that you must go through. A different city will not save you. Unless, you are willing to work at it.

For example, if you are shy, you may think that transfering to a different school will give you a chance to be different. So you do. And what usually happens? You settle into the same situation. You cannot run from yourself. So the most important part is working on your inner change. Use the outer change as a helping factor, not the basis.
Yes, at first it might seem fake. You might need to push yourself, write little post-it notes on your mirror, wear a special ring or bracelet that will remind you to be different. But after a while...you will get use to it. The people around you will get use to it. And once they accept it, they will expect it from you, so it will be easier.

Now, let me make something clear: I am a firm believer in being yourself. So do not think that this article is propaganda for you to go out and become a different person.

Self-improvement change should be about releasing your inner self, becoming a better person, a better YOU, becoming the kind of person that you want to be.

Good luck!





What do you think? Comments, constructive criticisms, anything. Drop me a comment below.
(Also I'd like feedback on the fact that I'm making the blog more personal, using examples from my own life, which I wasn't doing before. Good change, or should I stick to the theory?)















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Love is Unconditional. But should it be?

"To give and not expect anything in return, that is what lies at the heart of love."
~ Oscar Wilde

"Truly loving another means letting go of all expectations. It means full acceptance.."
~ Karen Casey



(image from http://www.magnusmagazine.co.uk)

There is a common understanding that true love, pure love is blind. Unconditional. It is love simply for the sake of love. And we are taught that this is a good thing, something to aspire to. 

But is it really?   

What we  are actually saying is that "I don't care what happens, I will love you anyway". Now, as much as I respect such bravery of putting your heart out there, what I want to ask is, is it always worth the risk?

"I felt like a fool. I had gone so far out on a limb with my feelings that I didn't realize I was standing out there alone."  -  Carrie (Sex&theCity)
  From my perspective as a woman, and obviously the only perspective I will have in this life, I would say that it's dangerous. Saying ''I will love you no matter what" not only shows your vulnerability, but also presents a temptation, a challenge almost, to test how far this statement can be pushed. Where is the limit? or is there one at all?
Of course, when we love someone we (women especially) will forgive faults, imperfections, small mistakes. Or at least I believe we should. If you love someone, those things don't, or shouldn't matter. You might not even notice them. Or if you do, in comparison to all the good things and positive aspects of your relationships, little set-backs loose their importance.
But where do we draw the line?


This coincides a bit with one of my previous articles on forgiveness. When is it okay for love to be ''blind'', and when are we just being stupid and allowing ourselves to be manipulated?


Maybe im a bit biased by being a woman, but I really think it's possible that men and women love differently.  I think maybe it's because women are much more afraid of being left alone than men are, or maybe, because men traditionally control relationships, they feel like they can get one anytime, because women are almost always willing. Yes, they might have to work on it a bit, but usually women are willing. And women, feeling helpless, and feel like they are unable to control their lives, tend to cling. Yes, its not the happily ever after we were taught to wait for. But its close enough. Or it's better than having nothing at all.  We will endure it.


But there has to be a line.
But how do we decide where to put it? When is it okay for love to be unconditional, and when isn't it?
Things change. It's scary as hell, but sometimes things change. We must not be blind to it. 
And also sometimes the bad things are there for a reason. Sometimes they are trying to show us something, either that something is wrong with us, with them, or with the situation. 
If we ignore the negatives, we can never work through them. If we ignore the negatives, we can never learn from them.  They will just be there, growing, nagging at our subconscious, until finally they explode and destroy everything.
There is always black and white in everything. If we try to paint over the black with white, it may give the illusion, but it will still be black underneath.  All we're doing is postponing.


My point is, yes, we must love for the sake of loving. But loving blindly harms the relationship.  Conflicts and problems are necessary! They're healthy. Perfect relationships are a) impossible b) dishonest c) boring. 
If everything is perfect then something is wrong, as much of a contradiction as that is.

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''Relationship Prep'' or ''Being Complete and Staying that Way''

“When we're incomplete, we're always searching for somebody to complete us. When, after a few years or a few months of a relationship, we find that we're still unfulfilled, we blame our partners and take up with somebody more promising. This can go on and on--series polygamy--until we admit that while a partner can add sweet dimensions to our lives, we, each of us, are responsible for our own fulfillment. Nobody else can provide it for us, and to believe otherwise is to delude ourselves dangerously and to program for eventual failure every relationship we enter.” 

- Tom Robbins 


I've been thinking, and a have a theory I want to share. On why relationships don't work out. And why it is actually sometimes our fault.

Going through our everyday routines, we end up feeling an emptiness spreading from the bottom of our stomach to our hearts. An emptiness that pushes us to search for meaning, for something special, something that would make us feel complete. 

And we've been taught that relationships can do that. Having someone special around gives our lives meaning, makes us feel special. Puts us in a process, life is going somewhere. It gives us someone to care for, someone who is not obligated so stick around like family is. But we get into these relationships with the wrong reasons, wrong expectations and wrong agendas. 
We expect the person to fulfill us, fill in the blanks in our lives. Give it meaning. 
But its just not possible.

No I'm not being cynical. Just realistic. Another human being can not make us complete. And when we go into a relationship expecting that, it ruins any chance that relationship can work long term. 

We have to make ourselves as complete as possible, before getting into a serious relationship. Our lives have to be full. Not so full that we don't have room for more, of course, but they have to be complete. Work, family, friends, money, social activities. And we have to deal with our emotional baggage. We all have experiences that have traumatized us, changed our way of thinking, influenced who we are. We have to deal with that, not bring all that into a new relationship. very rarely can the only way of dealing with something being having another person help you to heal. First we have to get ourselves in working condition.

Only then should we try to connect our lives with another person. That way you are simply adding to your life, not trying to fill your life with your new bf/gf.  And the person that you do bring into your life should be relatively complete too. So then it's a cooperation, not parasitism. 
If you get into a relationship expecting completion, what you're really starting to do is your starting to feed off your partner's energy. Trying to cover up your emptiness with their care and attention. But it doesn't last, sort of like drugs. The emptiness comes back and you need more and more. Or another possibility is that you're getting into the relationship to "spice up your life". Get some excitement in your boring life, feel like your moving somewhere. That's doomed too: after a while the 'new relationship excitement' wears off and when it becomes 'comfortable', it gets boring, routine; you start searching for drama, or you start doubting your partners and yours compatibility.Doomed.
 
I'm into metaphors nowadays, so let me explain using visuals: 

 Healthy relationship: Both people are complete, so they can share their lives and work together.



 Unhealthy relationship: parasitism; One person trying to make themselves feel complete. Ultimately leads to exhaustion of the partner that is complete, frustration on the part of the other. 

 Unhealthy relationship: Confusion; Partners not sure who they are or what they want, simply entering into a relationship with different emotional baggage, expectations, fears. Ultimately get tired of trying to make their lives 'fit' together.

We should not go looking for love. We should live our lives to the fullest and not worry about it. It will happen, if its meant to be. I really believe that. Of course we shouldn't make ourselves so busy that we eliminate any opportunity for finding someone, but we shouldn't go out searching either. Because then, literally, we're looking for love. We over analyze things, we read into signals, we overreact, blow things out of proportion. And we end up getting hurt. Ex. A group of girls go out, bar or club, one of them meets a guy, who's sweet and respectful, buys drinks, offers a ride home, yada yada. Many things can go wrong in this scenario, but we'll stick to one: he doesn't try to sleep with her, takes her out a few more times, he pays for everything. Then, just as she gets her hopes up, he suggests they become sex buddies. Now if that's what the girl wants, then hey, go for it. But since we're talking about relationships now, I can tell you from personal experience that it hurts, a lot. Having gotten your hopes up, having talked yourself into liking the guy, having told all your friends that you 'met someone'.  First of all, bars or clubs are not the place to go to find guys who want relationships. Especially not in our generation. But my point is, when you're looking, you're trying to hard. And you read into things. Basically, if you're trying to find something, you see what you want to see, not necessarily what it is.

Another point, when we do get into a relationship, we should understand what we're getting into, what we're investing, what we should expect, from both sides. Like a contract. Seriously, would save us so much trouble, misunderstandings, pain. Just say it! Why is talking so difficult? Why waste time second guessing and wondering? Just talk things out before you commit, so you both know what to expect. So simple.
 
There is such a thing as too much of a good thing. Some girls, who do wait for a good relationship opportunity, when they find it, they explode all the built up caring energy. Explode to such an extent that they freak out their boyfriend, become over bearing, over caring, and ultimately suffocate all the energy out of the relationship. Which relates to what I started with: being complete. And staying that way. Don't give up your life for your partner. Time spent apart or alone is okay. Actually, its very healthy. It gives you time to refuel, so you come back to the relationship with new energy.

And one more thing. No matter how many failed relationships you go through, never loose hope. Because hope is everything. Don't let the past damage your future. Look at everything as an experience, and move on to bigger and better things.
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Casualization of Intimacy, or, R.I.P. Love

"Sex relieves tension - love causes it."  ~Woody Allen




"Sex without love is an empty experience, but as empty experiences go it's one of the best."  ~Woody Allen

"Love is a matter of chemistry, but sex is a matter of physics. " ~Author Unknown 

Now, I expect this to stir up some controversy, because I am about to attack a subject that seems to be the most popular and best thing since, oh I don't know, since chocolate maybe. But seriously, I missed the memo. When did sex become a casual part of life? Free of emotions, attachment, or relationships? When did sex lower itself down to the level of routineness of brushing your teeth? Honestly...   

Now, I am not a supporter of abstinence, God forbid. But what is going on in society nowadays is just disgusting. And I have to say it. Women have become sick of being treated as sex objects, so they have decided to let men treat them as sex objects, and they started to like it, so they turned the tables around: started acting like men, using them for sex. Surprised? Or did you think only men had needs? 

Statistically, women think about sex up to 34 times in an average day, that works out at the equivalent of once every 14 minutes. For men, the number is, on average, about every 6 seconds.

OK. So for some reason people are naturally very horny all the time. But that doesn't mean that hooking up randomly is the only rational solution.

And I do not believe in all that bullshit people say to try to prove that its ok: that its just for fun, that its just 'fucking', that its an easy substitute for intimacy for people who don't have time to commit. Please.
Sex is the most intimate way for people to connect, the only way for them to experience something so deep and I won't even be afraid to use the word spiritual, for them to actually, physically, be one.  And what people do with it, they lower it down to such a low level of just rubbing body parts together and exchanging fluid. Its sad. Its like taking yoga poses and performing them in a strip club with people masturbating.

Some things should be kept sacred. I don't think its necessary to cover the normal reasons, aka STDs and pregrancy, or emotional trauma. It's more than that. I just can't understand how people can detach like that. How can you allow a stranger, sometimes a complete stranger, be so close and intimate, know your body, be with you in moments when you are completely beyond rational control of thought.  It seems that its unnatural for women, being that are naturally prone to being loving and nurturing, to be so detached. It's like we shot anesthetic into our hearts. If we can't find love, this is the next best thing, eh?

But why, why should we sell ourselves so cheaply? We do we not hope, expect for something special? Why are we not prepared to wait for it?

Now I am not against sex. It's actually a very healthy activity. Even scientifically:
More and more studies are showing increased emotional and physical benefits from frequent safe sex.
  • Lower mortality rates.
  • Reduced risk of prostate cancer.
  • Improves posture.
  • Boosts self esteem.
  • Makes a person feel younger.
  • Firms tummy and buttocks.
  • Keeps spouses connected emotionally.
  • Offers pain-relief.
  • Gives people a positive attitude on life.
  • Reduced risk of heart disease.
  • Makes a person more calm.
  • Improves fitness level.
  • Makes a person less irritable.
  • Reduced depression.
  • Improved sense of smell.
  • Has a therapeutic effect on immune system.
  • Better bladder control.
  • Relieves menstrual cramps.
  • Helps people sleep better.
  • Improves digestion.
  • Healthier teeth.
  • Helps improve memory.
  • Produces chemicals in the brain to stimulate the growth of new dendrites.
  • Lowers the level of cortisol, a hormone that can trigger fatigue and cravings.
  • Lowers feelings of insecurity.
  • Increases level of commitment.
  • Less-frequent colds and flu.
  • It can help people achieve weight loss since about 200 calories are burned during 30 minutes of active sex.
  • Studies are also showing that it is a myth that abstinence can sharpen a person's competitive edge.

I will say again, I am no way against sex. I actually think I have a much higher sex drive then I should, but I, not because of religion, or what my family says, or whatever. I, just for me, am prepared to only engage in it with someone who I care about. Someone who will not disappear the next morning. But instead might bring me breakfast. And you know for sure he will be rewarded double. Some things have to be worth the effort. More effort = more reward.

“Women are like apples on trees, the best ones are on the top of the tree. The men don't want to reach for the good ones because they are afraid of falling and don't want to get hurt. Instead, they just get the rotten apples from the ground that aren't so good but easy. So, the apples at the top think something is wrong with them, when in reality they are amazing. They just have to wait for the right man to come along, the one who's brave enough to climb all the way to the top becuase they value quality.”


 Why have we lost faith in love? Why do we go searching for the lower, easier ways to achieve pleasure? Is love not worth the effort anymore? I didn't get the memo, really. Must have gotten lost. Everybody else seems to have got it. Men aren't even shy about asking for sex anymore. Damn, in Ukraine, you're likely to be asked for sex from complete strangers on the street from 1-10 times daily. Other cultures are a bit more discrete- they might buy you a drink first and tell you you're pretty. The worst kind are those who fake an effort, take you out, be nice to you, AND THEN drop the casual sex offer. When you say no, all of them disappear just the same, though. So it seems like its nearly impossible to tell the difference. Until you do. And when you do you'll know it. And you'll finally understand that it was worth it. And you may regret having given away so much of your love for free. So just think twice. And never loose hope. Love will find you, you just have to be ready to accept it into your life when it does.


Now, just for fun, here are some statistics:

Durex Survey (2003) Highlights:



  • People have sex an average of 127 times a year.
  • Only three quarters of those are happy with their sex lives.
  • Eastern Europeans (Hungarians, Bulgarians, and Russians) are the most sexually active (150).
  • 45% of those taking the survey reported having a one night stand.
  • Those in Thailand, China, and Vietnam were the most contented with their sex life.
  • Fins and Russians were the least happy. !!!
  • Americans were low on the frequency list in 2003 at 118 times per year.
  • The three countries with the lowest sexual frequency were Sweden (102), Maylasia (100), and Singapore (96).
  • 48% of women admitted to faking an orgasm.
  • Couples living together report having sex 146 times per year.
  • Married couples make love 98 times per year.
  • Singles are having sex the least at 49 times a year.
  • Four percent of the respondents to the survey claim to have sex daily.
  • 57% say they have sex at least once per week.



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    From 'I' and 'Me', to 'Us' and 'We'


    "I got to thinking about relationships. 
    There are those that open you up to something new and exotic, 
    those that are old and familiar, 
    those that bring up lots of questions, 
    those that bring you somewhere unexpected, 
    those that bring you far from where you started, 
    and those that bring you back. 
    But the most exciting, challenging and significant relationship 
    of all is the one you have with yourself. 
    And if you can find someone to love the you you love, 
    well, that's just FABULOUS."







    *blows dust off*
    Sorry everyone, I've been a bit preoccupied. But suddenly I remembered that I have a full, sophisticated life and I'm returning to it. So, let's ponder and ask rhetorical questions.


    R.E.L.A.T.I.O.N.S.H.I.P.S.
    why?
    Why do you think that we strive to connect our selves intimately with another human being? Naturally it makes no sense, since its limiting reproduction. Spiritually and romantically we have the whole ''one soul fell from heaven and broke into two'' soul mate theory. Economically, yeah,it is cheaper to share resources, split rent and everything. Cynically and practically its just convenient to have someone around for mutual benefits. But really. When it get's down to it, what drives us to couple up?

    Except for certain types of birds, I do believe that we are the only living things on Earth that strive to have monogamous relationships. [Sorry that I constantly compare people to animals, but we did evolve from nature so we have to have retained certain similarities, or instincts or something.]


    There is a rather fabulous quote from the movie "Shall we dance?'' that proposes a pretty good theory on our subject:

    Beverly Clark: [when asked about why people marry] We need a witness to our lives. There's a billion people on the planet... I mean, what does any one life really matter? But in a marriage, you're promising to care about everything. The good things, the bad things, the terrible things, the mundane things... all of it, all of the time, every day. You're saying 'Your life will not go unnoticed because I will notice it. Your life will not go un-witnessed because I will be your witness'."

    It's a bit romanticized for my cynical and sarcastic nature, but why not. Family doesn't work for that since by the time you mature you know them too well to like them all the time. Friends are usually unreliable. They come and go. With exceptions, of course. But most people come into your lives temporarily. It's sad, but true.

    But relationships are different. When you decide to be in a relationship with someone you sort of sign a contract that obligated both of you to certain things, and entitles you to certain perks. But since this contract is never written down, I just wonder, how do you know if you both signed the same one? And what do you do with the fine print?
    First of all I want to say that I believe that men and women really are from completely different planets. We work differently, think differently, have different wants, needs, desires. So, how can it ever work out?

    Women need to feel safe and protected. I think that's the basic reason we find boyfriends. It's partially subconscious, partially instinct. And its just nice. We search for an alpha male, the one who is the strongest, bravest, most loyal. So he can wrap you up in his strong arms and you just know that nothing will happen to you while he's here. That if worst comes to worst, he will protect you, take care of you.


    And Men? Well for a long time I had a theory that the only reason men settle down into relationships is because they get tired for searching for new sexual partners all the time. But I have seen many things happen since then. Guys getting married at 18 (and the girl isn't pregnant), driving for two hours everyday just to see their girl, walking over to the girls house in the middle of the night just to give her a hug if she feels shitty, taking boat trips and watching the sunset, making a gigantic heart shape from hundreds of candles on the street outside her window, etc. I began to doubt my theory.
    I mean, there really isn't anything wrong with guys having an overly active sex drive. If they didn't humanity would very quickly die out.
    I talked to one of my close girlfriends about it and this is what she said:

    "After a while, if women don't have sex, [most] of them sort of forget about it. Women are sort of like camels, they can go ages without it."

    So anyway... What are guys really looking for? I asked around and mostly I got "sexy", which doesn't give much hope. But you know what I think?
    I think guys are just afraid to admit that they really need women. They like feeling cared for. Underneath all that raw masculinity they're fragile little fuzzy creatures that need their ego stroked all the time. They want to know that they have someone to create a warm, comfy nest for them to return to after a hard day, someone to make them food and make them feel appreciated.

    So, i think they only way it can work is to find the 'golden center', the little space in the middle between Mars and Venus and settle there. It has to be 50/50, not without compromises and a lot of effort. Both have to give and receive. There is no other way.

    But then, after all that work, despite being from different worlds, it does somehow work out. We complete each other, fill in the blanks, support each other when things get tough. So somehow it turns out okay. And if you're lucky. [and a bit patient.] it might just turn out a.m.a.z.i.n.g.

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