The topic was great and the Jason Mraz live performance song just blew me away. I'd not heard or seen it before and it was so good, especially with the accompanying musicians and the instrumentals and background singing they added to it. Fabulous!
Yay! I’m glad you enjoyed Jason’s performance. Before he had a record contract, back in 2001 and 2002, me and group of friends went to see him perform at local coffee shops and became friendly. Cuz sometimes we were the only people there. Or were the only familiar faces. He was so sweet and talented. I’m glad to see he’s only gotten better, in my opinion, with age. He also, a few years ago, came out as bisexual. Which I always suspected. So happy for him… Cheers, David!
I like people a lot and I am very happy when people make a commitment to each other. I am a loner. I need and enjoy my own company. I have enjoyed my brief partnerships but I don't need much contact with others. I enjoy being with other people but if it's going to be longer than two hours I hope that they do not make too many demands on my attention, after 120 minutes.
120 minutes?! They better be interesting as hell. Or I’m out after about 15 minutes. Though I can make exceptions for exceptional folks. Cheers, Uncle Ray!
I was speaking of people that I really like or love to be with. These people know (or really ought to know) me well enough not to restrict my "me time" if I still physically remain in their company. I wanted to type 555 but you wouldn't get the Thai meaning. The word for 5 is "ha". 555 = Ha ha ha. Thais use it in text messages.
Wishing you all the best on your new awakening......whatevers. For me my solo Ivory Towers life suits me. No one depending on me, I don't need to be in the Liars and Let Down club to anyone. I've had the best of the best in the past and I can't ever see it happening again 🤔 so I'm not looking. I'm a real miserable 🏴🇬🇧 old git. Cheers DougT 🏴🇬🇧
I think I knew that. I forget. My memory was never great. Now if it’s not written down (and sitting in front of me), I likely forgot. :-p Glad the lists are fun for you too, boo!
I very much relate to this. And…at age 46…dare I say it “out loud”…I think I finally recently met “my person.” And he feels the same way. I’ll probably get around to writing about it eventually but for now, I am just enjoying the magic and connection that I wasn’t sure existed for me
What a beautiful synchronicity. Yesterday I came across a quote by Carl Jung and it's been on my mind since: “To love someone else is easy, but to love what you are, the thing that is yourself, is just as if you were embracing a glowing red-hot iron: it burns into you, and that is very painful. Therefore, to love somebody else in the first place is always an escape which we all hope for, and we all enjoy it when we are capable of it. But in the long run, it comes back on us. You cannot stay away from yourself forever, you have to return, have to come to that experiment, to know whether you really can love. That is the question — whether you can love yourself, and that will be the test.” — Carl Jung
Thanks, Clint. Love! Egad! Great for those who love it. It's taken me 50 years to learn to be open about being a natural loner. As a four-times married woman in my family said not long before her death: "I'm a slow learner, but I finally got it. I've had the CURE." She died contentedly single. Me, too: two cats and peace and quiet. For those in the game: cheers, go for it--all the best!
As a loner myself, I totally understand your pov, Lee. But as a natural-born lover, I do have the urge to connect with others on a variety of levels. One of these days, I hope to meet someone to share those varietals with. Like some good wines! :-) Until then, I’m a happy-go-lucky loner. Just banging on my drum and strumming my ukele. Even when I miss the beat and forget to tune my uke! :-p Cheers!
I am so there. I cry at romantic songs like nobody's business. I'm a huge Mark Weigle fan, Jane Olivor fan, "Tales of the City," all so, so good. Carly Simon singing "In the wee small hours of the morning." So, so good.
There are so many different notions of love on offer in our culture.
I think many of them hint at the reality, but only as through a glass, darkly. Many of them come by way of marketing campaigns, and commercial music, movies and television. These definitions are by nature suspect, because they are generated by an industry (advertisement) that needs to sell us on the fact that we don’t have what we need. As a result, for those of us who are single, it may be tempting to consider love, in this season of life, as a spectator sport. Keep the pursuit going, the marketers tell us: download this app, create this profile, curate this image, etc. etc. etc.
It might be worth stopping for a moment to interrogate our own definition of love. Maybe we are coming up short because we have locked onto a definition of love that is inadequate to the reality.
For myself, I don’t believe that love is a spectator sport. It isn’t a commodity or a Colgate commercial. As Dostoevsky once observed, “love in reality is a harsh and dreadful thing compared to love in dreams.” Love is not an acquisition, but a gift received. This is difficult, but hopeful, news: Love is never outside of my reach, because self-donation is never outside of reach. But we need a lover who can show us what it means to love.
As a former member of several marketing teams at several entertainment companies, I know how easily love can be commodified. So I subscribe to the definition I learned early on, as a child, watching Leo Buscalgia on PBS:
“Love is always bestowed as a gift - freely, willingly and without expectation. We don't love to be loved; we love to love.”
Well, I hope to visit one day soon. The Windy City is filled with too much art I’ve never had the time to see when I’ve been in town on business. Year ago. So I’m noodling on visiting sooner than later, likely in the early fall. Maybe I can take the train up your way and treat you to lunch. Cheers!
Don’t threaten me with a good time. I’d move into The Art Institute if I could. More details when I have them. First, I need to get myself in shape for all the walking and discovering I wanna do!
The topic was great and the Jason Mraz live performance song just blew me away. I'd not heard or seen it before and it was so good, especially with the accompanying musicians and the instrumentals and background singing they added to it. Fabulous!
Yay! I’m glad you enjoyed Jason’s performance. Before he had a record contract, back in 2001 and 2002, me and group of friends went to see him perform at local coffee shops and became friendly. Cuz sometimes we were the only people there. Or were the only familiar faces. He was so sweet and talented. I’m glad to see he’s only gotten better, in my opinion, with age. He also, a few years ago, came out as bisexual. Which I always suspected. So happy for him… Cheers, David!
I like people a lot and I am very happy when people make a commitment to each other. I am a loner. I need and enjoy my own company. I have enjoyed my brief partnerships but I don't need much contact with others. I enjoy being with other people but if it's going to be longer than two hours I hope that they do not make too many demands on my attention, after 120 minutes.
120 minutes?! They better be interesting as hell. Or I’m out after about 15 minutes. Though I can make exceptions for exceptional folks. Cheers, Uncle Ray!
I was speaking of people that I really like or love to be with. These people know (or really ought to know) me well enough not to restrict my "me time" if I still physically remain in their company. I wanted to type 555 but you wouldn't get the Thai meaning. The word for 5 is "ha". 555 = Ha ha ha. Thais use it in text messages.
Much love.
555 to you, dear one. And thank you for teaching me a little “Thai.” Much love and light to you too, boo!
Thanks Clint and Conrad. I'm glad to hear that you're falling asleep texting 🏳️🌈🌈🎵🎶❤️🧡💛💚💙💜🤎🖤🎶🎵🌈🏳️🌈
Thanks, Steve! It was a rare night that my frenemy had other plans. Love those nights. Cheers!
Wishing you all the best on your new awakening......whatevers. For me my solo Ivory Towers life suits me. No one depending on me, I don't need to be in the Liars and Let Down club to anyone. I've had the best of the best in the past and I can't ever see it happening again 🤔 so I'm not looking. I'm a real miserable 🏴🇬🇧 old git. Cheers DougT 🏴🇬🇧
Whatevers? You crack me up, Dear Doug! I’m not exactly “looking,” but I do enjoy “window shopping” the local eye candy. Do you, boo! 🤪😘
How many people know that Francis Bacon the painter and Sir Francis Bacon were born on the same day?
Thanks for your lists, Clint.
I think I knew that. I forget. My memory was never great. Now if it’s not written down (and sitting in front of me), I likely forgot. :-p Glad the lists are fun for you too, boo!
I very much relate to this. And…at age 46…dare I say it “out loud”…I think I finally recently met “my person.” And he feels the same way. I’ll probably get around to writing about it eventually but for now, I am just enjoying the magic and connection that I wasn’t sure existed for me
Oooooh…kudos and keep that magical connection going, kind sir. Cheering you and your person on!
What a beautiful synchronicity. Yesterday I came across a quote by Carl Jung and it's been on my mind since: “To love someone else is easy, but to love what you are, the thing that is yourself, is just as if you were embracing a glowing red-hot iron: it burns into you, and that is very painful. Therefore, to love somebody else in the first place is always an escape which we all hope for, and we all enjoy it when we are capable of it. But in the long run, it comes back on us. You cannot stay away from yourself forever, you have to return, have to come to that experiment, to know whether you really can love. That is the question — whether you can love yourself, and that will be the test.” — Carl Jung
What a great quote, Diana. Thank you for sharing it! Cheers…
Thanks, Clint. Love! Egad! Great for those who love it. It's taken me 50 years to learn to be open about being a natural loner. As a four-times married woman in my family said not long before her death: "I'm a slow learner, but I finally got it. I've had the CURE." She died contentedly single. Me, too: two cats and peace and quiet. For those in the game: cheers, go for it--all the best!
Lee
As a loner myself, I totally understand your pov, Lee. But as a natural-born lover, I do have the urge to connect with others on a variety of levels. One of these days, I hope to meet someone to share those varietals with. Like some good wines! :-) Until then, I’m a happy-go-lucky loner. Just banging on my drum and strumming my ukele. Even when I miss the beat and forget to tune my uke! :-p Cheers!
I am so there. I cry at romantic songs like nobody's business. I'm a huge Mark Weigle fan, Jane Olivor fan, "Tales of the City," all so, so good. Carly Simon singing "In the wee small hours of the morning." So, so good.
There are so many different notions of love on offer in our culture.
I think many of them hint at the reality, but only as through a glass, darkly. Many of them come by way of marketing campaigns, and commercial music, movies and television. These definitions are by nature suspect, because they are generated by an industry (advertisement) that needs to sell us on the fact that we don’t have what we need. As a result, for those of us who are single, it may be tempting to consider love, in this season of life, as a spectator sport. Keep the pursuit going, the marketers tell us: download this app, create this profile, curate this image, etc. etc. etc.
It might be worth stopping for a moment to interrogate our own definition of love. Maybe we are coming up short because we have locked onto a definition of love that is inadequate to the reality.
For myself, I don’t believe that love is a spectator sport. It isn’t a commodity or a Colgate commercial. As Dostoevsky once observed, “love in reality is a harsh and dreadful thing compared to love in dreams.” Love is not an acquisition, but a gift received. This is difficult, but hopeful, news: Love is never outside of my reach, because self-donation is never outside of reach. But we need a lover who can show us what it means to love.
https://open.substack.com/pub/doxaweb/p/the-meaning-of-communion-515
As a former member of several marketing teams at several entertainment companies, I know how easily love can be commodified. So I subscribe to the definition I learned early on, as a child, watching Leo Buscalgia on PBS:
“Love is always bestowed as a gift - freely, willingly and without expectation. We don't love to be loved; we love to love.”
Leo Buscalgia
https://www.brainyquote.com/authors/leo-buscaglia-quotes
Clint, Tender thoughts! Fondly, Michael
Yeah, it’s a gray, hazy day here in SoCal. Feeling the love…cheers!
Cheers back. In Chicago, it is USUALLY gray, hazy and add SNOWY day. Fondly, Michael
Well, I hope to visit one day soon. The Windy City is filled with too much art I’ve never had the time to see when I’ve been in town on business. Year ago. So I’m noodling on visiting sooner than later, likely in the early fall. Maybe I can take the train up your way and treat you to lunch. Cheers!
That would be lovely. Or I could meet you at a museum and we could do lunch from there.
Don’t threaten me with a good time. I’d move into The Art Institute if I could. More details when I have them. First, I need to get myself in shape for all the walking and discovering I wanna do!