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Your Next Love Won’t Be A Man

Who will be your next love? Let me propose this idea: it may not be a man. In fact, it most probably will not. All of the effort of full attention on a human that is not us has blocked out our cravings for other deeds we’d love to do. Creations we’ve wanted to learn to create. Poems we’ve needed to compose. Weights we’ve longed to lift. Jumps we’ve yearned to take. Ropes we’ve pined to climb.

Out of relationship prison, what to do with this freedom? We can’t do it all at once and how great is that?

My advice is don’t plan – do! Find a place. Experience what you’ve paddled or walked or driven or flown to. Get out of your head and into your life.

OMG stop learning how to swim! You know the strokes to stay afloat. There’s no drowning in a day of your own choosing.

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Go-go-go! Remember when you ran a relay race and you were the starter. The coach yelling “go-go-go!” Instinctually, you took off at full speed without judging yourself. Not fretting. (Fretting was not even a word you knew.) You were too busy running like the wind. Then that next kid held their hand out behind them ready to grab the relay stick and haul ass towards the next kid while everybody cheered on every one of you!

A cacophony of encouragement from strangers in the stands. People you’d never know encouraging you. Believing in you. No uncertainty. Then we grow into adults and there’s no more of that. We never get encouragement from complete strangers. Everyone’s texting.

In old Woody Allen films strangers used to come up to his character and encourage him. A guy in an elevator, or on a subway. Helping him through obstacles real and imagined. If only there were a world like that. Filled with all those relay-race folks. The “I hope all the kids win” folks. Their cheers ringing in our ears as we propel ourselves through life, giving it our all. That is our next love.

We all go through major life transitions when relationships end… Through this website, I will share my thoughts as I walk the path of “New-Self” discovery. It doesn’t matter which side of 50 you are on. The real question is, Are you ready to live life? To forge a Path of Your Own Making (For a change!)? Then stop dwelling over the What-Might-Have-Beens and join me. Share your thoughts here, comment on mine, and let’s do this together!

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