I’m re-writing my profile because so many people (including POF) thought it was just too long -- which, frankly, always sounded to me a bit like someone complaining about Mozart's music, saying that it was o.k. but that there were just too many notes! lol :). If anyone would still like to read the longer version, then please ask me for it and I'll be more than happy to send it along to your personal e-mail address. Here then, by popular request :), is the much shortened version of my profile.
I definitely have an intellectual side, but it's broadened and much enriched by everything the real world of sights and sounds has to offer. I love discovering and re-discovering nature in all of its shapes, forms, colors, tastes, textures, contours, motions, sounds -- and surprises, whether they be through savoring an entrée of sushi followed by a mess of poutine, or by marveling at expressionist art accompanied by Philip Glass’ music; also appreciated are the delights of exploring the wondrous bays, gullies and inlets of no less a topography than your deliciously lissome frame, dear reader :). Then too there’s the gazing upon lovely flowers whether these be smiling out from local flowerbeds or freshly sprung from roadside fields that border stretches of highway somewhere far up and away in the Laurentian countryside. Then too there's relishing the soundtrack of a moving film, with the recurrent musical score tugging at heart strings while the storyline narrates once more how, when everything's been said and done, how the good, the true, and the beautiful will somehow always prevail -- no matter how great the odds. Rounding out my tastes, I can’t omit mentioning an unqualified love for puns, stand-up comedy and most forms of political incorrectness! No less than oxygen, these verbal events sustain my world in all its different trajectories.
I hope this shortened version of my profile gives you a picture of what I’m like and that you resonate to it. If so, please get in touch and we can take it from there.
A first date would allow for spontaneity and a kind of enlightened détente, that is, it would be conducive to the deliberate, conscious acceptance of being unguarded and vulnerable with someone new. Not heedless or anything like that, just not having any guards up to begin with, not being too savvy for one's own good! :) Defence-less if you will. Seemingly fearless because one knows deep down that one really has nothing to lose, that in fact there is nothing to lose. We already know ourselves, and so of course from "Hello" we know each other well beyond the usual clever psychological manouverings that ordinary relationships seem to thrive on. Here little trace of embarrassment, apology, fake humility. Here no more the throes of postmodernism at its worst. And here nothing at all that creates awkwardness between us. Indeed, neither of us has any interest in maintaining an image of what we imagine ourselves to be and want to portray to others. Here no trace of a game going on, but rather the play of two beings coming together. Psychological shadows within ourselves were dealt with long ago. Fairly soon the encounter becomes the mutual joy and pleasure of coming to know and recognize (re-cognize) one another. Resonance becomes our mode of exchange.
And so after "Hello" we might sit or stroll about in gentle surroundings, exploring common ground, remaining sensitive to where we resonate with one another. Pause we might for libations!me at some point in this promenade, all the while offering each other our best, giving way, easily yielding to wit, banter, laughter, find ourselves listening to each other with calm attentiveness, gradually finding ourselves engaged in a most congenial exchange of coherent thought and sentiment. Here no trace of struggling to express oneself. Speech and language arise effortlessly, devoid of self-consciousness,. less and less of "me" and "you" and more of "we" with our own individual distinctions never lost, in any way diminished. The opportunity to heighten poetic sensibilities and so to express ourselves from a source within us that taps into our best, arises. Love sonnets lie poised on our lips.
At some point it feels as though we are connecting at a heart level, that we might very well have met before. No telling at this moment where this might lead. For we are now as old friends come together again to further explore from where we once left off.