The Art of Non-Attachment

Did you know that love is more pure, more authentic, more ecstatic, when you are in a permanent state of non-attachment? If you knew that only non-attachment would allow you to give and receive love in its purest form, the kind of love that is spiritual, free of drama and emotional pain, would you study the art of non-attachment?

 

People falsely believe that non-attachment makes a woman cold, heartless, uncaring. But, nothing could be further from the truth. In fact, non-attachment makes one’s heart open (the concept Maya Angelou spoke so many times in her talks). In a state of non-attachment, there are no needs. Need is the killer of all relationships, and even though everyone claims not to be needy, those needs are most often sub-conscious, buried behind layers of past relationship drama.

 

Non-attachment frees us from those needs. If you don’t need a man for the needs he can satisfy (attention, safety, security, a future, companionship, sex, babies, commitment, forever, etc.) then one’s relationships become pure and simple. When needs and agendas disappear, the energy of attachment retreats, and that makes you much more approachable, easy to be with, welcoming, simple, a true delight.

 

Free from needs, or neediness, a woman becomes a free spirit, unshackled, and pure. Now she has no agenda that needs to be satisfied. She is now free to give love in its purest form. What is pure love? It is the kind that isn’t traded. It is the kind that has no demands at all- and that is liberating for her, and a comfortable place to be for any man.

 

Now, with a permanently open heart, she can express herself verbally, emotionally, truthfully, without any worry that she might get hurt. In this state, it is, in fact impossible to hurt. The heart is always open, loving, giving, and there is no hunger that needs to be satisfied. What a beautiful experience.

 

She is also free from the need to make a relationship happen, or to receive a relationship status. She is free to enjoy him, for who he is as a human being, and in this state, she will find many beautiful qualities in him that she couldn’t see when she was blinded by need. This is why she is now free of worries about what will happen next. She isn’t worried that the relationship may fail. But best of all, she maintains her centeredness, that allows her to objectively assess this person, and determine if he is pleasing to her. If he is, she delights in his company. If he does not, she doesn’t try to change, manipulate, teach, or modify his behavior. In a state of non-attachment, she can easily let go, without pain to either person.

 

Non-attachment is the most powerful lesson I have learned in my life. I highly recommend you study this concept. There are many books out there, and you may need a few, to fully master the art. I highly recommend anything written by Vietnamese Buddhist monk Thich Nhat Hanh, and another book called: The Way of Non-Attachment: The Practice of Insight Meditation.

 

Since I mastered this concept, my relationships are easy, drama-free, simple. No, I did not keep every person I met in my life. I was able to let go of the ones who don’t suit me easily, and enjoy the ones who do, more intensely. I have dropped my fears that kept me anxious about how it all might turn out, and can enjoy people for whatever they bring into my life without demanding anything in return.

 

The very first relationship I entered from a place of non-attachment, the person could not believe my centeredness, my fearless affection, my inner peace, my ease, my confidence, my openness, and my ability to let go, and walk away peacefully, lovingly, and without drama. We are good friends now, and my non-attachment has allowed me to wish him the very best in an authentic way. I truly wish him much love, and that the next woman he meets loves him even more.

 

Since then, when in doubt, I always go back to my teachings of non-attachment, to realign myself and start something new.

 

I guarantee that non-attachment will not make you cold, or uncaring. It will turn you into a total love Goddess. You will feel complete, centered, open, fearless. You will be able to give without needing anything in return. You will enter relationships without an agenda, and receive more than you ever dreamed of. But to do that you must learn to love purely, and to love purely, you must learn to free yourself from all that binds you.

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Want To See God?

Want to see God? She’s quite a screamer. I’m not kidding.

In my quest toward personal growth I have tried many things, but none have been as powerful, and eye-opening as meditation. This is an exercise I bring up often in my talks, because it has truly lead to a complete transformation in who I am as a being.

And in the process of meditating, I have experienced tremendous changes in my life, health, attitudes, personality, physique, and spirituality. Without delving into the boring details, I will go into something that is rarely discussed in medical books, sex education, or religious texts. It is something a few people stumble upon accidentally, and when it happens it is an earth shattering experience. Not because they’ve just had an orgasm, but because they have connected to that state some refer to as Nirvana, others call source, the universe, or heaven.

In that moment worlds collide. The physical, the energetic, the spiritual, come together, and complete understanding is achieved. Is this what has been hidden from humanity for thousands of years? Is this what sex is meant to be? Because this is drastically different from what the media, therapists, sex manuals, and yoga pant wearing gurus preach. There is nothing like this on earth.

So how did I reach this state of Nirvana? I must admit it was purely accidental for me as well, but it did happen, and I am very much in awe of it. It did require a spiritual journey, even though I would never claim to be a particularly spiritual person.

It all started with meditation, as a medical necessity to reduce stress, anxiety, and tame my fiery temper. I had no idea meditation could lead to this. Like most people, I chuckled when my Indian father chanted Om, refusing to believe that I could ever find anything worthwhile in making my mind a blank. But, as time progressed, I did learn how to meditate, and then a whole new world opened up.

I realized that I could reshape my body, without going to the gym. I took control of my organs and bodily functions, and felt an immediate state of health and well-being. I eliminated three diseases for which I took prescription medication: asthma, hypothyroidism, and arthritis. Anxiety disappeared, and my bad temper is a thing of the past. Friends today, do not recognize my calm, serene, and friendly demeanor.

After my physicality had improved, I continued to meditate, simply for the enjoyment of it. And that is when new worlds started to open. My third eye opened (but that is a whole other post which will come later), I started to channel, feel energy move, have visions I couldn’t quite explain, and ultimate knowingness and clarity.

Yes, this was a long process that took years, and I was close to giving up on meditation. The only thing that kept me going is the need to quiet my mind in times of great stress, and I am so glad I kept doing it.

And then it happened. It was a direct result of my inner work. Had I not explored the various techniques of tapping into my consciousness, and learned how to increase my awareness, it never would have happened.

Without going into the gory details of how this particular orgasm happened, all I can say is that once it did, heaven opened up. A white light, I only see in deep trance, enveloped my entire body, visions of goddess worship, self-love, self-respect downloaded into my head, there was an all-knowingness, an understanding with complete clarity what this was. This was Nirvana, the source, love, God. (No I was not in love with the guy who helped me produce this experience, nor was he necessary).

The experience was transformational. It dawned on me that love has nothing to do with the other person at all. Orgasm has nothing to do with the other person either. Sex is not, and never should be about the other person. As a matter of fact, when you make sex about the other person, or for the other person, it guarantees that you won’t reach this state.

This experience was totally about the self. It never would have happened had I not worshiped myself most of all, for years. It was also a realization that what our society and world religions teach us about sex is 100% wrong. There is not a shred of truth to it. Tradition, definition of love, relationship rules, marriage, morality, gender roles, social norms- they are all wrong. Humanity has been sold a lie, and it is no wonder that we keep desperately searching for love, relationships, meaning- some waste their lives looking. We keep searching because we have never been taught, we already have it. It is within us. It has been all along.

We have been worshiping in the wrong temples, since the dawn of mankind. We have been taught that religion owns the monopoly on God, when it has no access to the truth at all. We have succumbed to rules of conduct, ethical behavior, societal pressures to reproduce, been told how, why, and under what circumstances it is appropriate to have sex. Our sexuality (especially women’s) is still being regulated by the health industry, government, religious leaders, parents, teachers and the media. Imagine what a tremendous task it is to unlearn everything we have been taught.

The only temple to worship is the one within yourself. The only God is you. The only sexuality that is healthy, is the kind that turns you into a total screamer. The only man that will satisfy you, is the one they keep telling you is wrong. The only experience to go after is total, and complete ecstasy, every single day. The only diet you need, is the big O. If that isn’t a life path to follow, I don’t know what is.

There is nothing else. The one thing we have been told not to experience, without true love, a soul mate, or a marriage certificate, is the very thing that will allow you to see God, in person. I guarantee it. No, it won’t happen from that everyday kind of orgasm that you have with that partner of 30 yrs. It will happen after you awaken, after you reach enlightenment (more on that later). And the path to that, is the one you’ve been postponing. Yoga won’t get you there, you must master your mind. The mind is where it all happens. It is where you see things that cannot be seen with mortal eyes.

So close your eyes and see, you are God.

S

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My Body is My Temple

My body is a temple. What does this mean? The concept goes beyond physical fitness, or yoga, and refers to self-respect, self-awareness, self-love.

Take off all your clothes, and look in the mirror. What do you see? Does this look like a Goddess who is absolutely in love with herself? Does this look like a Goddess who has nothing but utmost respect for herself? How is she treating herself? You can tell a lot about a person, by how they are treating their body.

The concept of the body as a temple is actually a spiritual one. This body, will house, protect, but also reflect your soul and your inner being as long as you are here on earth. You have heard, that beauty is on the inside, and that some people shine so bright, that it reflects on the outside. Does your body reflect that shine?

I often cringe when I hear women attack one another for being too skinny, bash media and the fashion industry for glorifying unattainable bodies, and berate models and celebrities for having envious bodies. That anger and frustration, is actually a reflection of their own inadequacies. Demanding that the world change it’s definition of beauty or fitness, won’t make these women feel better, because the inadequacy will remain.

I love my body. No it isn’t perfect at all, by I adore it anyway. When I am skinny, I feel more energized and more mobility. But when I put on a few pounds, I love it anyway. There are times I can’t fit into a tight, body-conscious dress, but I don’t hate women who can. I don’t demand that the media stop glorifying skinny models, instead I commend them for their beauty.

My body is my temple. And when I feel great about myself, it shows. When I feel beautiful, my skin glows, and when I feel anxious or depressed, my belly lets me know. When I wear it out, my face reflects my exhaustion, and when I drink champagne, my eyes twinkle, and my smile can light up a city block.

The temple is the place where a Goddess worships herself, her physical beauty, her inner self. It is where she appreciates all that she is without apology, guilt or regrets. It is where she does her inner work, and her outer body reflects her inner beauty.

Self-worship, is at the core of spiritual success. It is that one missing piece, that has been deleted from religious texts. When a woman worships herself first, all things fall into place. The love for the self grows, the respect for the self becomes of utmost importance, emotional independence and inner strength guide her to her true self.

This is the exact reason that witches were burned at the stake, that goddess worship fell, and was replaced by a patriarchy. If women only knew that they are the center of the universe, that they are that which is to be worshiped, that they are, in fact, God, how powerful could we be?

A woman of self-worth, grace and love, has a temple admired by all.

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Men Who Don’t Fit

Girls, you know how much it hurts. You want that Jimmy Choo so badly, but it’s pinching your toes, cutting off your circulation, and causing nerve damage. It is so pretty, but the pain of walking in a pair of Choos is unbearable.

 

Here’s an all too common problem, we women have. A man, who looks pretty on the outside, but is too small on the inside. On the surface, he looks exactly like what we want. But a few weeks into dating, we see he can’t keep up.

 

My previous post was about insecure men, and I finished it with an in-depth blog post here: http://thegoddessprinciples.119e5ba.netsolhost.com/2016/01/06/the-insecurities-of-men/

 

Don’t get me wrong, there are plenty of well-adjusted, educated men out there, who have no problem dating a woman who is the complete package, we just have to learn to recognize them. And, no, they are not all “mature gentlemen” as they like to call themselves.

 

But this post is about trying to fit a small, insecure man, into your life. As someone who has stubbornly tried that on too many occasions, trust me on this, there is no way you’ll ever make him fit. He will pinch, he’ll cut off your circulation, you’ll have to make yourself so small to fit his tiny ego.

 

How to recognize the tiny ones? They usually like to puff themselves up, by acting macho, dominating, controlling, playing games, or trying to make you jealous. They can’t help it, so the symptoms show up in the first few weeks. All you have to know is that his behavior won’t change, and there is nothing you can do about it.

 

I have a ‘take him or leave him’ attitude about this. And unlike most of my female friends, I have a whole other category for a man like this. This is not a man to take seriously, build a relationship with, or try to change. Knowing that he is not the one, I am capable of keeping him on the side, while I meet bigger, more emotionally stable men.

 

Now, I know, most of you don’t like this idea, as some women can’t have fun with a man without getting attached. I can, and I love this! I’ll save the concept of non-attachment for a future blog post, but it allows me to have my cake and eat it too! And you girls know that is my motto.

 

Basically, I am always dating, being non-committal to everyone. I am always honest, and tell them up front that I will keep dating other people. If he is ok with that, I maintain a very casual relationship of fun, adventure, travel, without giving a rat’s ass about about the photos he is posting on social media, whom he is texting, or what is going on in his personal life.

 

Men have been juggling multiple women for centuries, I am simply doing the same, and enjoying it too. The advantage of being non-committal is that I can meet men, get to know them, assess their worthiness, without getting attached or hurt. My time is never wasted on that guy who doesn’t fit into my life. I am out there browsing for an upgrade at all times.

 

When I meet someone I really like, who is open, honest, emotionally available and stable, I am perfectly capable of giving the same. I can be in committed relationships, and have no problem with them at all. But, I do not give commitment to men who are insecure, or who don’t measure up, and neither should you.

 

Unfortunately, we women are judged for dating multiple men, for breaking social norms and tradition, for living our lives on our own terms. But, the alternative is unacceptable to me. I refuse to accept lesser men (unless they are just an amusement), and I refuse to settle. I keep looking for the one who fits. When I find him, I truly appreciate him and give him the respect he deserves.

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The Insecurities of Men

Maybe it’s not you. Maybe it’s him. Here’s a tactic all Goddesses should be aware of. The most insecure men will actually create situations to make you feel insecure, about the choices you’ve made, your successes, your ambitions, especially if he can’t compete.

Do you make more money? Do other men notice you? Do you treat yourself exceptionally well? Can you afford to leave him? These are all reasons why a guy might feel insecure.

We women tend to wear insecurities on our sleeves, and are not afraid to talk about them. But, men can’t afford to do that without bruising their egos. Culturally and socially, we have all been taught that women are fragile, but men are all-knowing, strong, and capable. Yet, we all know men who are fully capable of whining, manipulating, playing games, acting macho, checking your phone, trying to make us jealous, etc.

What does this cost you? Well, if you are a smart, capable, career-woman, who has an intelligent head on her shoulders and owns assets, it can cost you a lot to be in a relationship with a man who doesn’t measure up. There are a lot of men out there, who are secure and accepting of the shift in gender roles, and are all for equal pay, and shattering the glass ceiling. They deserve our congratulations and praise.

But we all have met men who want to be with us, but as soon as they get that chance, start playing games, try to dominate, sometimes even belittle us. The simple fact is that there is no reason a healthy, adult male would need to play games, if he doesn’t feel inadequate in some way.

So, what is this costing you? Sure, we all want to be in relationships, but what is the price of keeping an inadequate man in your life? Is he wasting your time? Is he emotionally abusing you? Is he causing you to have self-doubt, or worse, threatening your job, your friendships, your self-respect?

The insecurities of women are a favorite topic of psychologists, self-help manuals, and daytime dramas. But the insecurities of men rarely get discussed. This won’t change, as long as women keep trying to turn these mice into men. More often than not, we accept each offense as our own insecurity, without holding men accountable. Isn’t it time, we start holding men responsible for their own bruised egos?

But the real cost is to our self-worth, our careers, our friendships, our lives. The time it takes to deal with man-drama (texting games, jealousy, irresponsibility, bullying, etc.) is a waste of time, but more importantly, every minute we try to appease him, chips away at our own confidence, and self-respect.

When a man dumps a woman because she is too unstable, it is perfectly understandable. But how many women have the balls, to walk away before the drama even starts? We all recognize the signs, yet somehow we are programmed to give him a chance anyway. We believe that we must work at a relationship really hard, and give it our best.

That may be fine for women who are married and have to preserve the relationship. But in the initial stages of dating, his dramas are your warning sign to walk away. Trust me, you don’t want to work on making an insecure man secure. Not only is that impossible, but it is a losing proposition.

You don’t have to compete with his imaginary fan club, you don’t have to play the texting game, you don’t have to listen to the hints about his exes (if they were so into him, they’d still be with him), you don’t have to keep tabs on his Facebook posts. If he is so insecure to make you jealous, he is the one with the problem, not you.

He is so small, that no matter what you do, won’t turn him into a man. He will either keep testing your boundaries until he breaks you, or he will find a smaller woman, who in the end is the only one who needs him.

An adult male (yes, they do exist, and they’re not all old and bald), communicates with words, not grunts. He speaks in full sentences, and doesn’t conduct relationships via text. When your career, ambition, or the attention you get from other men bother him, he explains in a straight forward way.

You Goddesses, are always to busy to deal with the tantrums. If he isn’t capable of handling you (you all know how to read the signs), walk away.

 

 

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I am That Special Someone

My favorite place on earth , is a luxury log cabin on Mirror Lake. For years, I used to wait for someone special to come here with. But a couple of years ago, I realized that I AM that someone special. Since that moment, I make an annual pilgrimage here, and no, no one is allowed to join me. An expensive bottle of wine, a warm blanket, and a sunset all to myself.

 

How many of you are waiting for someone to join you in life? For someone to make a moment like this special? The truth is that no one can. What makes a place like this special, is your own self worth.

 

So, do you think you are worth a splurge on yourself? Do you think you are worth this luxury? Or are you afraid, of facing this alone? Many women argue, that they cannot justify such an expense, yet their closets are full of designer clothing, handbags and shoes they never wear. Most are waiting for a man to bring them to a place like this, thinking that it is the romance, or the relationship that will make this worthwhile.

 

Nothing could be further from the truth. It is my appreciation for myself, that has lead me to experience some of the most magical places on earth, all on my own. I relish these moments so much, that no man is worth the compromise. Before I allow someone to join me, I weigh carefully whether he is worth it.

Mirror Lake

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Magic, Madness, Heaven, Sin

Dating is supposed to be a deliciously awesome adventure. If you are suffering, crying, waiting, or needing, then you are not enjoying yourself!  Men have been put on this earth for your pleasure. And how are you to enjoy them, if you are deliberating whether he will give you a relationship status?

No darlings, life is a candy store, and you are meant to enjoy it one candy at a time. If you don’t like one, spit it out, and stuff another one into your mouth!

Along the way, you are meant to develop a taste for the finer candies in life, but how can you do that if you worry about each and every one of them?

Enter The Player, God’s gift to all of us. Many women fear him, for he can break their hearts. Goddesses however, know how to have a good time with him. He is fun, adventuresome, young, and utterly delicious! And, once again, he is not to be taken too seriously.

But here he is, ready for some fun, and what’s a Goddess to do? Fearless, and always ready for an adventure, a Goddess knows she won’t keep him, but she knows he is just the treat she has been waiting for, to take on a jaunt to St.Tropez. For a month, he will look gorgeous as her arm candy, share a fiery sunset with her, then carry her suitcases back to the airport.

Darlings, the Gods of Love gave you a little gift. Enjoy the little devil, have fun with him… When you are 99 yrs old, and laying on your death beds, you will look upon your life knowing that you truly lived. No apologies, No regrets.

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How to Have Your Mind Blown

I blow my own mind sometimes. It sounds pompous and conceited, but I stand by my words. In my quest to see the world, experience new things, and find adventure in the most mundane places, I pulled a lot of crazy stunts, and threw myself into situations no sane person would recommend. In the process I received a lot of criticism from disagreeable friends and disapproving acquaintances, and the general consensus was that the reason I am placing myself in uncharted territory emotionally, mentally and physically, was because I am self-destructive, restless, and empty.

 

Not surprisingly, their assessments came with a recommendation for professional help in the form of therapy. What else do you advise someone who refuses to join the herd, follow self-help manuals, or accept analysis from highly credentialed experts on the subject of finding purpose, meaning, and satisfaction in life?

 

Funny how people believe that practicing anything but convention, pop psychology, and things contrary to what the experts believe, is self-destructive, and will lead you down the wrong path. I spent years arguing with friends and family, that just because I don’t want to experience life they way they do, there is nothing wrong with me. But the argument is that when a woman throws caution to the wind, disregards modesty, respectability, and decency, talks about it freely, and laughs about all her blunders, and misadventures, there must be something wrong on a psychological level.

 

So what! As I now crawl out of another socially unacceptable relationship, and laugh about it unscathed, I snicker at my well meaning friends, because at least I experienced something. And regardless of whether the liaison was unhealthy or pointless, it was an amusing, adventuresome fling, that didn’t have to have any meaning, purpose or relationship status. And you know what? We learn the most from experience anyway.

 

So, whether the experience is an inappropriate relationship, a risky business venture, or a perilous trek through a jungle, convention deters many of us from not sticking our necks out too far. I hate to say it, but as an unapologetically single woman, who is just bored with traditional relationships, I get more criticism that my male friends who do the same.

My biggest critics are the older generation, particularly older men, who are offended by my candid recounts of all my adventures, exploits and blunders.

 

Perhaps, it is the grounded people who seek nothing more that safety, security and stability from life who need the most professional help. They are the ones desperately clutching to convention, and when convention doesn’t serve them, they blast those of us who had the courage to step away from it. They followed all the rules, lived life according to prescription, checked off all the correct milestones on life’s itinerary, and now spend days reading self-help manuals or consulting therapists to assure themselves they have lived.

 

So, do you really want to know how to have your mind blown without drugs, counseling or bungee jumping down Niagara Falls? Experience life on your own terms. Does it really matter that your parents believe you should have had 2.5 kids by now, that your friends don’t approve of your latest boy-toy, that you won’t be allowed into a social clique if you haven’t accomplished the same things they have? My most mind-blowing experiences didn’t come from a guide book on adventure travel, or from following friends to Burning Man. They were much easier and accessible that what one might think.

 

To really have your mind blown, you simply have to shun conventional wisdom, laugh in the face of a critic, flip the proverbial bird to whoever doesn’t approve. It really is as simple as that. Because who are you if you don’t experience life? What have you learned if you constantly shield yourself from heartache, excessive risk, impropriety? What have you to add to a conversation, if like everyone else in your herd, you experienced life according to generally accepted guidelines?

 

Not to toot my own horn, and these experiences really weren’t as risky as one might think, but every one of my adventures traveling solo to distant places that come with travel advisory alerts, has turned out to be a life altering experience. Not because of the dangers along the way, but because I did it anyway. Every one of my crazy, inappropriate relationships helped me grow, and learn tremendously just because I didn’t worry about how it might turn out. Who decides what is proper and moral anyway? Once I learned to ignore “experts”, and warnings, I started to grow some balls that served me well in all areas of my life.

 

I can now confidently state that I am fearless, and it didn’t take much to become that. All it took was a willingness to take a risk, step outside of convention and realize mind blowing experiences come from plain and simple audacity, staunch independence, and believing in yourself more than you believe in your well-meaning parents.

 

So whether it is relationships, travel, career, or decision-making, anyone can have their mind blown simply by taking the road less traveled, taking a giant leap, and not worrying where one might land. Really, it was the mistakes that taught me the most, not all the things I did right.

 

Today, I am very much willing to make mistakes, and I enjoy them too. I don’t take anything too seriously, even when it is an important endeavor. I laugh at myself wholeheartedly, because life is an adventure, and if you don’t scrape your knees or break a few bones, what have you done anyway?

 

Have you ever met someone who doesn’t have a broken heart? I wouldn’t want to, because that is not a person anyway. We become whole, and our existence becomes meaningful by mending ourselves and rebuilding our lives, not by playing it safe or following tradition. Really, it was when I broke tradition that I truly started to live.

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Alive for the Whole Shebang

Everything I want, I have. Money, notoriety, and rivieras. I think I even found God…” — Lana del Rey

When the above quote became crystal clear, the next question I asked was, Now what? When I reached that point in my life when I realized that the struggle was far behind me, for a moment I was left without a purpose. Having no purpose is a bit like death. What do you do when there is nothing left to do?

Friends insisted that the only way to find a purpose was to devote my life to someone else. A husband, a child, and permanent home are those things that give life meaning, and if only I wasn’t so stubbornly opposed to domesticity, I too could join the settled masses, living quietly in suburbia.

Uninspired by the lives of others, I set out to do the only thing I know how to do well, and that is to get out there and see the world. Again. For the 20th time. At that point in my life, I had no other alternatives, and was out of ideas about how to make it exciting.  My expectations were very low, and my only goal was to experience the world differently.

One of the reasons I started Eurocircle’s Travel Program was because I wanted to experience those places I would be reluctant to go to alone. I wanted to climb Machu Pichu, see Angkor Wat, and go on safari, but the Andes, jungles, and wild animals are not easy to face without a guide, and the comforts of a 5 star hotel. I thought that surrounding myself with young, like-minded people would turn the itinerary into a fun adventure.

And what and adventure it has been. Surrounded by others seasoned travelers, some of whom were much more daring than I am, I began to test my own boundaries and try things I never experienced before. With that came a loss of fear, and a willingness to take a nosedive into the unknown.

Once I experienced my first taste of pickled cat kebobs in Xian, raced through the streets of Siem Reap on tuk-tuks loaded with 13 plastered Eurocircle friends, and suffered through a disconcerting and humiliating Turkish bath with them, I started to drop my inhibitions. Not that I was a prude, but I was raised with certain ideas about proper conduct, especially for good company. I recently realized the those rules my parents and teachers taught made me into someone proper and generally dignified, but they also created a façade that looked polished on the outside, but screamed to get out from the inside.

As time progressed, and our travels became more exotic and adventuresome, I started to see destinations I visited dozens of times through different eyes. No longer was I interested in history, architecture and sights, I was more interested in the experiences, debauchery, and fun I could have along the way. I started to laugh more, prod travelers into doing wacky things in conservative places, and flipped the proverbial bird to tact and decorum.

It’s amazing how good it feels to say the first thing that pops into my head, not give a hoot about what critics think, and simply enjoy myself. Absurdity, madness, and hysterical laughter became my signature traits.

Today, as I screen potential travelers to join my trips, I no longer look for well behaved people who will act appropriately in foreign places and unusual situations. Instead, I look for that one silly dolt who will wake up a bus of sleeping travelers at midnight, belching “Happy Birthday Mr. President” with an Irish accent and no sense of rhythm.  If the performance includes an undignified lap dance, and a bottle of whiskey, the more likely we are to get along.

Once my protective armor started to crack, and the real me burst out, I realized that I had been asleep for years. Now that I am awake, and very much wired, things look very different. Everyday tasks and daily routines are accomplished with champagne in hand, and an irreverent smile. I drive a 100 mph, and never check the rear view mirror.  It’s Nutella for breakfast at last once a week, and who cares how big my bum gets!  I used to cringe when my coworkers affectionately called me The Big S (…BigAss 😉  ), but go ahead, admire it all!

Alive for the Whole Shebang,

Xoxo

S

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Older Men, Past Expiration

Rarely will you see this point of view expressed in mainstream media. In fact, the coverage of every reputable news outlet, or women’s magazine, screams the opposite. They are usually about the plight of educated career women whose biological expiration dates are looming, who have not found a suitable male to reproduce with.

Reading these, some women are under the unfortunate impression that they do have an expiration date, just like a carton of sour milk. Urged by “experts” to hurry up and reproduce before it is too late, they resort to tremendous compromise in their personal taste and standards, in order to settle down, and achieve this.

Fed on a diet of tragic stories of what happens to women who do not beat the biological clock, they starve themselves of their character, questioning and loathing the intelligent decisions they made in their lives. Rather than enjoy the process of dating and meeting people, they settle on the first willing participant who is ready to marry.

What no one points out is that there really is no such thing as a biological clock, it is a made up concept some choose to believe. The fact is, women are having babies at a much later time in their lives, and modern healthcare is making it safer, and creating a new norm. Some of us are choosing parenthood without a spouse, without financial support, on our own terms, and doing a very good job.

Meanwhile, there is a growing breed of women out there who don’t heed those warnings. They build their careers, invest in themselves, travel the world, buy real-estate, experience life, and still continue to enjoy relationships as they come along. They have learned that in the process of self discovery, and personal growth, lies a life of fulfillment, passion, confidence and completeness. More importantly, they discovered that it is exactly that, which increases their choices when it comes to selecting a mate.

And what kinds of mates are fulfilled women choosing? Well, once a person’s life is complete with career, assets, education, adventure, and purpose, she no longer has to chose a mate with those same characteristics. Women who lack, will chose a male who has those qualities they does not possess.

Decades ago, we were taught to choose a male who is educated, ambitious, successful, and most of all, mature, and highly intelligent. A woman needed a stable male who is a good provider, so she could focus on bearing children and raising a happy family. But, in recent times, women have outnumbered men with college degrees, and have become a majority in the workplace. True, we still don’t earn as much, but that does not matter to us.

Today, women are much more likely to have an MBA or a PhD, and while it is still preferable to partner with someone with a matching intellect, we can now afford to make selections for our own personal pleasure as well. The point I am making is one you will never see expressed in mainstream media, but my observations are showing that these women are absolutely thriving.

And while, the older generation quickly ridicules women who date younger men, refers to them as cougars, and pathetic, I have never met a woman who does not enjoy the company of younger men.

I was recently in a bar, sitting next to a 60 yr old guy, who was trying to convince his glassy-eyed, 30 yr old date, what a “real man” he is. He began with a joke about how his ex-wife has resorted to dating younger men, and that he genuinely feels sorry for her, since she can’t find a classy “gentleman” like he is. He continued with amusing anecdotes of how women need a real man, who is mature enough to teach them about life.

Eavesdropping on this conversation, I didn’t know whether to burst out laughing or cry, that men and some women, still believe that there is much to be gained from the intelligence and experience of an older man. That may have been true in 1969, but we have come a long way since then.

When I look around, I see women who fall into two segments. There are the ones who believe the mass hysteria of the mythical biological clock, and the ones who dismiss it. Both groups are composed of educated, capable women, but the later group is much happier. Thriving on freedom and personal confidence, they know that they alone decide what will fulfill them. They are aware that money, career and assets have opened doors for them, and they sample all the choices life has given them.

They have discovered younger men, and make no apologies for enjoying them. They have gained from exploring, trying new things, driving fast cars, and running their own businesses. Is that really as pathetic and horrifying as the media claims?

I have yet to meet a woman who has dared to break free from the pressures of society, and regretted it. Every single one of them is in absolute ecstasy knowing that happiness is in her own hands.

So where does that leave older men? With trends showing women making greater strides in the workplace, shunning convention or public shaming for not bowing down to motherhood and a life behind the white picket fence, they are no longer clinging to the notion that an older man is somehow more desirable.

With sexual freedom, comes a realization that perhaps things are not as the media lead us to believe. If she can manage her own life all by herself, then why should she resort to dating a man for his maturity? At that point, all those characteristics we have been told men need in order to be attractive to women, are suddenly less valuable.

I see women selecting men simply for the pleasure they will take in them. Superficial characteristics such as looks, youth, and physique, used to be traits only older, wealthier men could afford. But today, the tables have turned. We can afford those characteristics too, and make no apologies for enjoying them.

Unlike mainstream media, I see these as positive trends. They are nothing to fear, in fact, they are beneficial for women of all ages. We should be happy and proud to be more selective, and less apologetic for having choices. Now that we don’t have to chose mates for their ability to provide, we can chose them for their attractiveness, youth or ability to make us laugh.

But the news is especially good for older women. Historically, they had limited choices when their mates experienced mid-life crisis, grew pony tails, bought a motorcycle, then traded their wife with a PhD, for a younger, bouncier model with no degree at all. Those men are slowly finding out that they are not as attractive to younger women as they thought. They troll nightclubs and parties where the young congregate, and rather than walk out with a date, they are met with “eeew” and “get away from me grandpa!” On a rare occasion, a “gentleman” with a gold card might get lucky, and succeed in buying a drink for a firm, statuesque blonde, but it is more common these days that she is a struggling waitress or an aspiring actress, so naturally she stands to benefit from his infinite intelligence.

So my question is, where exactly does women’s lib, and freedom leave these older men? Faced with their declining sexuality, and diminishing need for their wisdom, intelligence or assets, many older men are finding themselves alone, and out of place. They try to join groups where the young congregate, but the younger generation cannot relate to them.

I organize international trips for groups of young travelers, and I have to turn down almost 70% of inquiries, because the majority of them are older men seeking the company of younger women. Those women are openly stating their preferences, and asking me to invite more males their age. As it becomes more acceptable for women to openly express their wants, it is becoming increasingly clear that they are no longer striving to meet social norms. They are far more interested in younger, or men their own age, regardless of whether that makes them “pathetic” or alone.

On any given day, I receive dozens of suggestive messages and invitations on Facebook and email from older men that go unanswered. Lurking in the anonymity of blurry profile photos and empty timelines, are lonely men looking for any sign of attention from a younger woman. If I accidentally click “like” on a post, they contact me within 15 seconds with an offer to dinner. So really, are women as lonely as mainstream media portrays us to be?

Something tells me that those headlines cautioning women to heed the warnings and settle down as soon as possible, for fear they will grow old as a spinster, are nothing more than scare tactics. What I don’t understand, why aren’t scientifically proven studies showing the dangers of reproducing with an older male bombarding our headlines?

In the last decade, old sperm has been linked to autism, it has been measured that testosterone levels in males are dropping at alarmingly fast rates, reducing their chances of becoming fathers, yet I have yet to read an article urging men to hurry up and settle down. For a young woman, the perils of being left sexless with a partner with erectile dysfunction are greater than ever, so why aren’t women being warned away from older men?

When left to make their own decisions, and ignore mass hysteria, women are doing very well breaking boundaries, and making their own rules. So what if a balding, flabby, limp biscuit is no longer considered a prize?

Sure, we all still want men with intellect, university degrees, and emotional stability as companions. But when they are not available, we get intellectual stimulation from our female friends who are today even more interesting than men. I have yet to meet a woman who is pining for a dinosaur to take her home. Most of us would still rather go home with the young hunk, and no, we don’t regret it in the morning.

If I could give advice to younger women, it is to ignore mass media completely. It simply isn’t true that they if they earn a higher degree, start their own business, or focus on their careers, they will lose out on the man hunt. If anything, their experience, stability and assets will make them more desirable to a potential mate. They will have choices to have a child with or without his help, walk away from marriages that no longer serve them, and live their lives, their way.

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