Catalyst Of Growth ~ Love, Sex And Poetry 

Catalyst Of Growth ~ Love, Sex And Poetry
By: Linda A. Long

Can you
Let go
And love
A little deeper
Can you
Crack your
Heart open
A little wider
To let
In the sun
Of my love
And use my love
As your catalyst
Of growth
Can you
Sit with
Your pain
Heartbreak and loss
Without trying
To hide it
From yourself
Can you
Shine love
Into the darkest
Part of your soul
And let
Someone brand new
Rise from
The ashes of destruction
Can you
Allow yourself
To feel the
Warmth of my love
And source
Your own growth
Through my light
Do you love me
Unconditionally
Without
Expectations or attachment
Can you
Use me
As mirror
Into your soul
And dig a
Little deeper
To find
The softest spot
That needs healing
Will you grow
And rise with me
In love
And
Claim the love
That is given
To you freely
You are
My catalyst
Of growth
And change
I’ve grown
Because I love you
Will you
Grow with me
Will you
Share this
Catalyst of growth
With me
I love you love
Unconditionally

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Life Is Best When Lived Passionately

NOTE:
The below commentary goes along with this poem. One of the underpinnings of the Integrative Nutrition course I am studying is Primary Food. Primary Food is what nourishes and sustains a person in life such as: Exercise, Spirituality, Career and Relationships. Being balanced and nourished in the Primary aspects of life is essential for wellness. The actual food on the plate is considered a Secondary Source of nourishment in the Integrative Nutrition world.

Recently, our class was given an assignment to reflect on the health of our relationships and we were asked to identify opportunities for growth and development. Through this exercise I was able to see that I’ve grown and healed on a very deep level in the last year through my relationship and connection with a man I refer to as “Blue Love”.

It was clear to me from the first moments our eyes locked that our connection was about more than just a sexual connection. Intuitively I knew there was something spiritual simmering under the erotic undertones between us. It wasn’t until last year when he took a temporary assignment out of town and we were separated that I found myself coming face to face with my abandonment issues, fear of loss and pain that I buried deep in my soul.

The first few months he was gone were emotional chaos for me. Old hurts, painful memories of loss and buried heartaches came to surface. Something about the void I felt in his absence made everything feel more intense. I became anxious, clingy and eventually depressed. I was depressed because I couldn’t believe his absence was triggering this deep emotional response in me. I understood what was happening in me was a call to healing. I was being called to sit with my fear of loss and abandonment. I was being asked to let him go and focus what happening within myself so I could heal.

In that moment of complete depression and rawness, I realized I was attached to him. My “attachment” to him was spiritually unhealthy for me and him. Attachment isn’t love. Attachment comes with expectations, clinginess and possessiveness. For years I’ve spoken about unconditional love. Yet, it wasn’t until I clearly saw I was attached in an unhealthy way to “Blue Love” that I realized that I wasn’t loving him or myself unconditionally. I was trying to hold on to him and to the part of us that changed. I was making myself anxious worrying about what he would choose next and if I would be a part of his plans or if he even still cared about me. My “attachment” was blocking my ability to let go. My attachment was blocking my ability to truly love him or myself.

In the last year “Blue Love” has continued to explore his professional options. While we continue to be physically separated something changed in me over the last year. In allowing myself to feel the pain of my separation from him I brought other repressed pain to the surface for healing. By sitting in the middle of all of my shit, loss, pain and abandonment issues I awakened my inner Healer and mended pieces of my heart that were broken a long time ago. In learning to let go of my “attachment” to “Blue Love”, I found a new deeper truer love for him as well as myself.

By healing myself on such a deep emotional level, I also awakened spiritually and started embracing my soul’s true calling to be a “Healer”. I found the courage to face illness with strength and self love instead of fear and self pity. In choosing to love him and myself truly unconditionally, freely without expectations or attachments, I let go of all fear and broke myself open to profound growth in all areas of my life.

“Blue Love” is still in my life. I am very grateful for our relationship and our connection. It is clear to me now he was put into my life to help me grow spiritually. I was meant to learn how to truly love myself and others unconditionally through my relationship with him. He is truly a “soulmate” and maybe even a “Twin Flame.” For that I am forever grateful.

So, I ask you now to reflect on the quality of your relationships. Are there any opportunities to growth, self awareness? Can you let go and love a little deeper? Are you attached or in unconditional love? What is your opportunity for growth in the Relationship aspect of your Primary Food?

 

Strip me ~ Love, Sex And Poetry

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By: Linda A. Long

Strip me
Strip it all away
Take off my clothes
Peel them all away
Until you reveal me
Reveal me
Wholely, completely
To only you
Show me
My refldction
In the blue of your eyes
Strip me
See me naked in front of you
Until there’s nothing
Left to hide
From you
Bare my soul
With your hands
Pull away
My insecurities
With you teeth until
You see me
Until you see me
See me completely
With the warmth
In your crystal eyes
I want you to
See all of me
Take it all off
Undress me
From your pleasure
Strip away my inhibitions
Until I’m under
Your dominance and control
I have nothing
To conceal from you
Strip me
Bask
In my naked body
Strip me
Soak it in
Strip me
Naked
Strip it all away
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Dear Kind Sir – Love, Sex & Poetry

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By: Linda A. Long

Dear Kind Sir:
I ask you,
my dear friend,
To graciously free
The passion that
I hold tightly
Ever so tightly
Between my legs
Will you kindly
Assist me
With my situation
I try
And try
To resist the thoughts
The wild sensual thoughts
Of you
Tightening the strap
From around my wrists
And demanding
My submission
I expose to you,
My dearest kind Sir,
My bottom
Round
Full
Plumb
Ready for the
Command of hand
To break the ties of my hips
With your powerful dominance
My body shutters by your touch.
I am a blush, Kind Sir,
With delicious fantasies
Of my stilettos resting
On your shoulders
Wild you
Suck my juice wildly
Taste me, Kind Sir,
I will drink from your lips
And source my strength
From our passion
In the tightness of your embrace
Give me solace, my dear friend
Possess me, Kind Si
I give you
My body to control.
Fondly, your ardent lover.
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Life is best when lived passionately

Note: A good old fashioned sex poem while Blue Eyes is away again…❤️💋☺️😈

Love, Sex & Poetry ~ Seek and Find

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Seek And Find – Love, Sex & Poetry
By: Linda A. Long

Seek
And you shall find me
Waiting for
The pleasure
Of your company
In my arms
Look
For me
I will be waiting
In my bed
With an open heart
And
Welcoming breasts
Nipples hardened
By the touch
Of fingers
Anticipating your arrival
Reach out
for my hand
I will guide you
To the center
Of my fire for you
I want you
To feel the
Fire that
Burns inside for you
Slide your hand down
Between my legs
And feel my wetness
I am wet for you
Only you
Step
Closer to me
Look me eye to eye
Let me loose myself
In the brilliant
Blue spheres
That pierce my heart
And ignite my body
Lay peacefully in
My energy
Let me nourish you
Let me sustain
Let me hold you
Tonight and forever
Inspire
My words
To flow like a river
Words of love
Sex and desire
Written by
Spark of your presence
I can’t contain it
Hear me moan your name
With passion
I need you
I’m waiting
Grab
Me tight
Pull me to you
Forcefully love me
With
Your powerful spirit
Claim
My body
You know
It Belongs
To only you
Kiss me
Stir
My juice
Taste me
On your lips
I am moist
For you
I am ready
For the deliberate touch
Of your masculine hands
Take it
Take all of me
Undress me
Lose yourself
In my desire for you
Believe in my Friendship
Explore with me sexually
In the safety of our
Connection
Passion is ours
Claim it with me
And let’s find peace together
Seek me
And you shall
Find Love
Love
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MBE❤️ So Damn cute today I could barely keep my legs closed😈💋 I have to remind myself of where we are 😄My appetite grows more everyday😈 I want that FANTASTIC ENERGY all over my body💋 I am very attracted to that, and of course, the blue eyes❤️💋😈

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Poetic Intercourse – Love, Sex & Poetry

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Poetic Intercourse – Love, Sex & Poetry
By: Linda A. Long
Poetic Intercourse
My words ignite
Your flame
We make love
To each other
Through words
Moving through
The atmosphere
Our bodies
Connect through
Thoughts and desires
In a perfect union
I make love to you
Poetically
Through my words
Until
The time my body
Becomes yours
By command
Own me by possession
Wholely I submit
To the love and desire
You spark
Deep within my legs
Carried up to through
My center
To heighten response
You are my Muse
The inspiration to
My poetry
Make love to me
Through your words
Let them carry you
To me
I carry the torch
Of lust for you
Deep within
My soul
Enter me
Poetically
Feel the sensation
Of my touch
Through your
Mind’s eye
Poetically
Make love to me
Fantasies come to lif
Through words
Magically poetic words
Of love, sex and desire
In Poetic Intercourse
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Note:  MBE❤️💋😈 💋😘

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“The Kiss”
Jindra Noewi

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Sensual Conspiracy – Love, Sex & Poetry

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Sensual Conspiracy – Love, Sex & Poetry
By: Linda A. Long

A flash
An intense flash
Brought you
To the front of my mind
I paused
And welcomed you
To my experience
I was uplifted by
Your energy
Traveling to me
Almost seeking
Me for comfort
And needing a little peace
I drifted in and out
Of the conversations around me
But you still remained
I would rather feel you
Than talk to them
I returned to the
Reality before me yet
Still felt you in my experience
I may have smiled
For a moment
When you flashed
Onto the screen of my mind
I allowed myself
To close my eyes
Breathe deep and
Give you
The reassurance you needed
Yes, I am here
Rooting myself in intuition
And instinctual notions
I opened my heart wide
For you to see me relax
Into the erratic rhythm that is only mine
But I open for you to see
You found me In your
Mind’s eye waiting for you
Sensing you needed me
I allowed my mind
To be the place
You refresh yourself
Trusting in what can’t
Be seen with an eye
Believing what can’t
Be touch with our hands
But trusting
In the connection we share
A connection that
Grows with time
Crossing dimensions
As spiritual as it is sexual
Stirring my body
Igniting my mind
Yet bringing a feeling of peace
That only comes with
The trust
There is safety
Between us
As your soul
Finds mine through
The distance
I ground myself
To offer calm relaxed energy to you
My spirit wants to
Be your soft place to land
I feel you need
A haven
A place of compassion and peace
Let me be the playground of your desires
As we move between
Our intuitive dialogs
And physical reality
I find myself
Increasingly more comfortable
In acknowledging
There is something remarkable
And rare happening between us
As the points of connection
Grow for us
I find it even more important
To keep our interactions private
To protect what is just ours
From the intrusion of others
And keep it separate from
Our other reality
While I don’t know
Where this journey will take us
I recognize my soul
As a willing conspirator to yours
In our ever growing connection
That blends spirit, intellect and sexual attraction.
It’s a sensual conspiracy
(C) 2014 Linda A. Long – All Rights Reserved

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Note:
I am having a Strong “Secret flirtation” vibe today👍😉💋😘

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H Momo Zhou, 1981 ~ Figurative painter

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The Invitation By Oriah Mountain Dreamer

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The Invitation by Oriah Mountain Dreamer is by far my most favorite poem.

Please visit Oriah’s Official Site for more informaiton.  http://www.oriahmountaindreamer.com/

 I hope you love it as much as I do.

The Invitation
By: Oriah Mountain Dreamer

It doesn’t interest me
what you do for a living.
I want to know
what you ache for
and if you dare to dream
of meeting your heart’s longing.

It doesn’t interest me
how old you are.
I want to know
if you will risk
looking like a fool
for love
for your dream
for the adventure of being alive.

It doesn’t interest me
what planets are
squaring your moon…
I want to know
if you have touched
the centre of your own sorrow
if you have been opened
by life’s betrayals
or have become shrivelled and closed
from fear of further pain.

I want to know
if you can sit with pain
mine or your own
without moving to hide it
or fade it
or fix it.

I want to know
if you can be with joy
mine or your own
if you can dance with wildness
and let the ecstasy fill you
to the tips of your fingers and toes
without cautioning us
to be careful
to be realistic
to remember the limitations
of being human.

It doesn’t interest me
if the story you are telling me
is true.
I want to know if you can
disappoint another
to be true to yourself.
If you can bear
the accusation of betrayal
and not betray your own soul.
If you can be faithless
and therefore trustworthy.

I want to know if you can see Beauty
even when it is not pretty
every day.
And if you can source your own life
from its presence.

I want to know
if you can live with failure
yours and mine
and still stand at the edge of the lake
and shout to the silver of the full moon,
“Yes.”

It doesn’t interest me
to know where you live
or how much money you have.
I want to know if you can get up
after the night of grief and despair
weary and bruised to the bone
and do what needs to be done
to feed the children.

It doesn’t interest me
who you know
or how you came to be here.
I want to know if you will stand
in the centre of the fire
with me
and not shrink back.

It doesn’t interest me
where or what or with whom
you have studied.
I want to know
what sustains you
from the inside
when all else falls away.

I want to know
if you can be alone
with yourself
and if you truly like
the company you keep
in the empty moments.

By Oriah © Mountain Dreaming,
from the book The Invitation
published by HarperONE, San Francisco,
1999 All rights reserved
http://www.oriahmountaindreamer.com/

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Hamish Blakely – Love Letters To My Wife

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