More amor, por favor!

“The kind that will have you over the stove

At 2 a.m. in your robe

Cooking a late night snack

But you don't mind cuz you got that kind of love 

Twenty four, three hundred sixty five

Make you cry, love

I wanna rich, poor, sickness, health

'Till death do us part

I want that kind of love”

~ Angie Stone – That Kind of Love

I’m digging this meditation challenge I’ve been doing. What I think is kinda cool about it is I thought it wasn’t necessarily related to God but every time I do it, I feel the presence of God so strong. Even now, just typing about it. “It’s like whoa!”

 

Yesterday’s meditation was about creating your personal abundance from an infinite source that already resides within you. The focus was to meditate on the things you want more of and that posed a good question. What the heck DO I want? The initial reaction is to say, “Duh! I want it all!! Brand new socks & draws!!”  

As I really pressed in and thought about what does my heart, my being desire more of…I’m sure you’ve guessed the first thing on the list: Love.  

 

 

When I say I want more love, I mean I want more of the love I desire and give, not the jacked up, training wheels or on a spare tire kind of love I’ve been getting. I’m not talking about the Agape, deity love I know I have in God. My Storge, friendship love is met and overflowing from the sister-friends my deity delegated to me. I think having a child helps meet the Pragma, realistic portion of love. I’ve had enough Ludas, game-playing love to last me a lifetime and am still in my own witness protection program hiding from some Mania, obsessive love. 

I am significantly lacking in the love area of Eros.

The romantic, passionate, heart fluttering, stomach flipping,

Singing, hopping and skipping kinda love

The all I see is rainbows in the sky and stars in my eyes kinda love

The hand holding, not constantly scolding kinda love

The dance until my feet ache just to remain face to face kinda love

Some “what can I do for you ‘cause you’re my boo” kinda love

Sweet and kind calling just because I’m on your mind kinda love

Flirty and fun texts not trying to get some sex kinda love

A forever future not a fling, one that comes with a ring kinda love

Post wedding celebration reminiscent of the best night at the club kinda love

Burning, penetrating eye gazing and simply amazing kinda love 

I was feeling that freestyle flow on the 1’s and 2’s. Microphone check lol!  

And I know the more I focus on the source of and what I desire, more of my desires will manifest. What we focus on, we give life to so it was a good reminder to not be so focused on what I don’t want but to zone in on what it is I do most deeply aspire.

 

Funk-O-Meter = 13

(total days in a funky mood from 7/10/12 – 7/10/13)

Days Until Graduation = 276

Days w/o 'Cupcake' = a lot