Fancy tai chi?

Belive it or not, I have discovered the glamour of tai chi.
It is said to be not only beneficial to body condition but it is also soothing. After a couple of lessons I am able to do the first set of it pretty smoothly and I like it. I find it quite challenging as you have to coordinate many of your body parts and concentrate on breating at the same time. It seems like a combination of body movement and some mental strenght mixed with emotions and elegance. It is a true opposite to today's hectic world. You don't need any special dress, t-shirt and loose jeans are sufficient, and I prefer being barefoot which is generally something I like. Moreover, the gym is some five minutes away from my home when riding my bike. I wonder how far I am going to get with this. It looks like it could fit together with my sedentary job and with the nice but still sort of one-sided cycling.

If I had known what I know now…

Most of my friends and acquaintances are single, mostly divorced. In my country, the divorce rate is pretty high, almost half and half. I am not an exception.

Being in a relationship is a hard job that needs to be cared and one has to learn how to listen to each other's needs and wishes. It seems to be the most important responsibility we have in life because the content partnership between a man and a woman is the base for everything else we want to achieve. Unfortunatelly, there is no sure recipe for this lottery and the disappointment from breaking up can be enormous.

Going through some blogs I have read some small paragraphs out of context. I think it doesn´t matter. Each of them is a beginning of a story that only life can write. Anyway, my niece got married when she was twenty. She divorced three years later. Now, she has a live-in boyfriend and is pregnant without any intention of remarrying.

Poptart
As much as I love being spontaneous, I think we need to have some kind of organised date each week (or, if we're too busy, every fortnight LOL). Something we can do together. Something to look forward to. Something fun.

fluteanjel

I am more and more amazed every day at how much easier it is getting to be open with Joe. I really can tell him anything and our level of trust in each other has gone through the roof.

Jackie

I am in tears right now. I may lose, or may have lost, the one and only person that has ever truly meant anything to me. Why? Because, I Jackie, am the worlds hugeest dumbass/jackass/jerk/horrible selfish person.

The Girl

We both woke up around the same time, but just laid there laughing and snuggling and talking. Son came in to snuggle and then would leave, come back and leave. We had a good laugh with him coming in and sticking his cold feet on us. It was such a relaxing morning.

Laura

Wow, I haven't been in a relationship in a really long time. hahaha.

The way to a man's heart

I locked the door and waited for an elevator when a smell of someone's luch hit my nose.

It is funny how a simple smell can evolve imagination and affect feelings. It must have been some thick sauce with beef and probably with dumplings. I stood there and soaked up that smell which not only did make me hungry but also reminded me of the happy times of earlier years. Chatting in the kitchen, asking about seasoners, dishing out, touching hands and saying Enjoy your meal and chatting and eating, blowing out the candle, washing dishes… Such a commonplace for many. I cherish the memories of those commonplace moments. Yes, the way to a man's heart is through his stomach, well, one of the ways...

It took only a few seconds, the elevator arrived at the mine level, the door opened which brought me back to reality. But the smell of that thick sauce lingers. I guess, he who has never been in this state of mind can never trully understand what Johnny Cash was singing about in his "Sunday Morning Coming Down".

I'd smoked my mind the night before
With cigarettes and songs I'd been picking.
But I lit my first and watched a small kid
Playing with a can that he was kicking
Then I walked across the street
And caught the Sunday smell of someone's frying chicken.
And Lord, it took me back to something that I'd lost
Somewhere, somehow along the way