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What Is The Karmic Circle That Has Put Me Here?
Did I tell you that Smitten is a belly dancer? She does everything from traditional and tribal to Spanish belly dance (if I have my terms right).
Let's see:
Caring, gorgeous, athletic, kind, understanding, smart, funny, and...
a belly dancer.
The other night I went over to her place after exercising. She had been at her dance practice. When I arrived she greeted me in costume - Egyptian belly dancing music was on the stereo. She led me in, sat me on the couch, and proceeded to dance for me.
It was incredible. Not only as a dance, not only as an erotic interlude, but as a time of pure intimacy - without ever having touched. I told her at the time, and say it again now, "The dance was more intimate than even sexual intimacy."
I was moved. Touched to my soul.
My Lord. This woman danced for me. Only for me.
She has done performances with her groups, but never the special dance that is only done for men. They only practice that in private. It's a belly dance thing.
Smitten told me she had never danced for a man before. Not even her husband of 17 or some years.
This incredible woman chose me to dance for.
I just don't know how it can all get any better than this.
“All I want is for the baby to be healthy!”
1 year ago
9 comments:
I don't think it can.
Kudos, Cad!
You have found your soulmate and I, for one, am thrilled for you.
Mr. C. . . . there were some beautiful belly dancing clothes at the State Fair. . . the clothes alone were erotic . . . can't imagine the dance with it. . . You must feel pretty special. . .
Ciao
Awe! You sound like a giddy teenager in love!
I'm sure it feels pretty good to have that feeling again after all the drama you've had.
blog_surfer:
i was showing Smitten your posts and the emails of your posts that i have deleted and she offered a professional opinion as a developmental psychologist based on her work with people in dysfunctional scenarios and work with life skills development in women and children from dysfunctional family units.
she says you are projecting with your comments.
she says that i must be writing stuff that really triggers you and something bad that happened in your life
...so, i guess i'm sorry that your life has sucked and i hope you get better
i also hope you confront in real life whomever has or is pissing you off
as for the erectile dysfunction cracks - that's OK. fire away.
i know how it's all working (more or less), and that my life is going pretty swimmingly right now. i know that i have escaped and abusive relationship and have met someone who is wonderful to be with.
i understand what i mean by the intimacy of the dance and that private performance. i believe most of the other people here understand as well.
and if you are coming here to take really nasty shots at me, someone you don't know from adam - and are taking those shots as an essentially anonymous commentor - there must be something really bugging you
and that's ok
i write in my blog to try to work out what goes on in my life - i urge you to begin your own blog to talk it out. i promise i won't be an asshole at you. no grudge.
when i wrote each of those posts i knew it was handing open season to you for more impotence comments.
so, whatever
enjoy your life
from all that you have shared, it sounds like a good one - a life that you are happy with...
enjoy
as for me
i'm going for breakfast in the morning tomorrow with Smitten. i spent the morning visiting with my parents. I'm enjoying a gorgeous autumn day outside today. i'm spending time with my children, and i love most everything about my life today
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love to all who read this
your friend,
Cadbury
you homo...
I commend you on your honesty. And, although it certainly seems to have worked for you, I'm not sure blogging should be used as a self-directed therapy tool.
Things seem to be going really well for you, and I couldn't be happier for you.
I remember talking to a friend once, telling him about how badly my life was going, and he said, "This, too, shall pass."
A while later, we talked, and I told him about all the good things that were happening in my life, and he said "this, too, shall pass."
Good things happen, and bad things happen. I believe that there are choices one can make to limit the number of bad things, but there's always shit beyond your control that's going to happen. The trick is finding some sort of happiness and serenity when the bad things happen as well.
Good luck! I'n pulling for ya!
Yeharr
BP: thanks. i remember all the times you told me i would find someone who would appreciate what i have to give. you helped me believe. i just didn't think it would happen this quickly.
sicilian: i feel overwhelmed by her gift
brandi: i AM a giddy teenager right now
s: you can't imagine... as i said - i was so moved
Pirate: My counsellor endorsed journalling. I told him about anonymous blogging and even printed some pages with the name Cadbury altered, abd some of the comments with names altered.
He was 100% for it. Said it was probably as useful, or more, from a therapeutic standpoint as having a good friend to talk to.
i hear your warning
in the meantime, i'm going to ride this wave
Take it from the Egyptian girl (that's me) ... belly dancing is sex with your clothes on. Lucky guy!
that's WAY sexy, Cad!!!
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