I nearly took my clothes off one evening inside a car at a dark
parking lot. I found myself "making out" with somebody who could easily hypnotize a woman's undies off with his Cobra stare.
The kiss felt like falling into a bottomless well. I was increasingly discombobulated. I recognized that to disrobe in that particular situation was to dishonor my higher self. I extricated myself as my hand reached for the handle of the car door.
The faint scent of night-blooming Jasmine wafted from out of nowhere as I stepped out of the car. I latched on to the fragrance like a drowning man thrown a life-line and inhaled deeply, imagining the sweetness infusing every cell in my body.
The kiss felt like falling into a bottomless well. I was increasingly discombobulated. I recognized that to disrobe in that particular situation was to dishonor my higher self. I extricated myself as my hand reached for the handle of the car door.
The faint scent of night-blooming Jasmine wafted from out of nowhere as I stepped out of the car. I latched on to the fragrance like a drowning man thrown a life-line and inhaled deeply, imagining the sweetness infusing every cell in my body.
Later, I smiled at the thought that I almost settled for a Coke when I could instead have Ambrosia.
Appreciation for self
ReplyDeleteThank you +Ayak Choi Deng Alak! Aloha!
DeleteBravo! Yes, we always have a choice, and I Love the smell of sweet Jasmine.
ReplyDeleteLove you Gay! Thanks for your comment!
Delete(Fanning myself nervously) Oh, my!! What an audacious and bodacious post, Ariel! I particularly like the quote in your graphic...one of the mantras I meditate on. And WHAT a meditation this blog inspired!
ReplyDeleteAt first blush, I thought..."Well, duh! Why have a body, if we don't use it to experience all the things spirits can't?" And then I reconsidered. The tawdry cheapness of fevered gropes and stolen kisses was washed away by the overwhelming sensual experience of discombobulated hormones and heavenly scents. Oh! To be as self-aware, and self-affirming as you! When the gods share their ambrosia, and the nectar flows - you're there with your chalice!
What a poetic comment Paul! Please stop fanning yourself! lol!
DeleteWonderful thoughts, words & graphic, Ariel - Oh, the kindness and fragrance of Free Will and Choice !
ReplyDeleteFree Will could be a boon or a bane Peter! Thanks for your comment!
DeleteRespect to you, and for you Ariel.!!!
ReplyDeleteThank you Bob!
Deletegood!
ReplyDeleteThank you +ricardo alves
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