Love University

I realized a couple things over the past couple days:

One is that some of the things I have said I wanted in a lover are really things I want in myself. For instance, what does it matter if my lover likes to travel? I can travel on my own. It brings to mind the ridiculous song lyrics, "You don't bring me flowers any more," to which I say, "Stop whining and get yourself some effing flowers if you want them."

Another thing I realized is that there are very good reasons that a couple attempts I made at creating relationships fell flat over the past couple years. One is that I honor who I am much too highly to objectify my body. If I can't penetrate your heart and your soul, and you are not interested in penetrating my heart and soul, you don't get to penetrate my body. It's that simple. No one gets to split me into factions and take just the parts they want. Take all of me, or none. That's the deal, in the arena of love. And I also realized that those relationships, if they had happened, would have been just more settling, and my soul won't settle for settling any more. I am now creating what I really want and I intend to live my heaven on earth.

Call it Love University, baby, sister school to Life University. And I'm working on my Masters degree.