|They weren't fact. They were possibility. Nothing more, nothing less, |
but the force of the possibility was shattering.
— Haruki Murakami
|Anticipation - 013114 - Miz B|
I know that this time of year makes many people nostalgic - they look back over the past year and reminisce. I've never been much for looking back, even at the best of times ...perhaps because I'm usually careening ahead toward new adventures at breakneck speed and even a glance backwards can be a disastrous loss of focus on life at the speed of B!
New Year's for me is a time of excitement and anticipation. The year past is mere foreplay to the delights that await me in the new year! I savor these breathless moments - New Year's Eve is like being at the top of the roller coaster, waiting for that exhilarating plunge!
Loyal readers and friends will not be surprised to learn that I am ALL about anticipation - the seduction of potential is my drug of choice. Much as I love results, I prefer process. In bed, in life, in love - lingering relentlessly on the very edge of bliss is often more heavenly than the fleeting joys of satisfaction. And no sooner have I reached peak, than I strive to climb again, in new ways, with new people, and with achingly deliberate prolonging of the journey.
|Wait For It - 123114 - Miz B|
Any year, any romance, any dalliance can rock your world in a moment of "POW!" ... but the truly great ones are delicious in the quiet moments as well. They carry you from the valleys of angst to the pinnacles of passion, always knowing that you are safe and adored. In the best of loves and years, we find our happiness is a quiet certainty, punctuated by roaring flashes of ecstasy. Contentment is not found in perfection, but in the belief that it exists in perfect moments. In the coming year, I invite you to share your passions and your perfect moments with us, as we share ours with you. Take the time to savor the potential of 2015, bask in the anticipation of it's pleasures, and find new passions in its shadows!
So she thoroughly taught him that one cannot take pleasure without giving pleasure, and that every gesture, every caress, every touch, every glance, every last bit of the body has its secret, which brings happiness to the person who knows how to wake it. She taught him that after a celebration of love the lovers should not part without admiring each other, without being conquered or having conquered, so that neither is bleak or glutted or has the bad feeling of being used or misused.
― Hermann Hesse