The other day I had a thought, a mental trailer that ran through my mind like those shown at movie theatres right before the beginning of the feature film.

It was edited, graphic, stirred my emotions, right then and there I knew I wanted to revisit that trailer again, because it had that great of an impact on me. The mental trailer went something like this:

100 percent of my mental capacity had been suckered into thinking about living calculations, mortgages, car payments, food lists and gas prices in Indiana. I was in meditative mode when, flash, a commercial break. It was about a lover, a moment in time that I wish I was experiencing, immediately.  I could remember her smell.  Not the perfume on her skin, but the fragrance in her skin.  You know that clean to the bone smell.  That nasal stimulation that you notice every once in awhile and realize that this person takes self indulgences to the highest levels.

She had the kind of clean that when you licked and kissed her she tasted like a human dew drop that moistened the tongue. Even when she perspired (because women don't sweat) I would lick her and she never had that salty after taste.  The sensations were simply delightful, beyond exhilarating; it blew my mind that her skin excited my tongue instead of the other way around. Eating her would be the best diet imaginable because I was full with zero calories.

I remember her feet! Her toe game was always on point. Every week I was surprised by the colors she chose to adorn them.  How soft they were, whenever they graced my body I would give mental notes of "I appreciate you", for being so considerate about those gifts.

She knew I liked that very much please, and she took extra time taking care of them for me, they were my property, I owned those feet and she liked the idea that I was bold/spoiled enough to take possession of them. (The nerve of me!)
 
The two gifts went up to two other gifts, her legs/calfs.  Some days they would look a little thin, but she would put on a pair of heals that would make the back of her legs explode. Heaven how sexy!  I knew those shoes would hurt her feet sometimes but, I loved the effect. Then, she had this trick of putting the right amount of oil on her legs. The oil would make them shine with soft reflections on my eyes.  They would hypnotize me when I watched them move to and fro. 

Same for her hair.  Another surprise.  One week long. One week short.  Either way I dug it.  She was unpredictable.  I was never with the same woman from week to week.  One day I was dating Halle, another Beyonce, Taraji and Keyshia.

When we did the damn thing she would go there.  She would let me go there.  All acts were good.  She trusted my moves, my mojo. I got you baby.  Let it ride.  Has this been on your mind all week, then take if off your shoulders.  Lay it on our alter, and let our spirit take it away.  The fit was goodie good.  The Creator has a master plan. Its you, BABY!  He made you just for me and, I know it.
 
It doesn't get any better than this. Talk to me baby! Tell me a story but, make it sweet lullabies. The world doesn't matter now. US! US! WE! OOH WEE! Don't do that but, I want you to and ... back to the bills car payments, and such. To our lovers past, present and future, I salute you! It was just a thought!

My favorite post of 2011.  I was feeling a little jazzy that day so, I had to express myself this grown man talk, hide the babies, puppy dogs and seniors (well maybe not the seniors).

Revisit LOVE/SEX its good for the SOUL

URBAN PLAYA

I beleive in doing good things over and over still to develop good habits.  I am dedicated to providing positive messaging to my folllowers that drive you to happiness first, but ultimately a successful living condition.  I am not ashamed to say that I need it (I'm Honest). I hope that if you need it, that this will be a great place to start. Shalom! 

Family,

Many of us make resolutions at the start of the New Year. This year, I have a suggestion resolution to all of my readers, which involves “living in the moment?” This is the ability to be fully present and aware of yourself and your surroundings as you live each moment. Achieving this state requires observation, appreciation, patience, quiet, and the ability to turn off the clock and put away the calendar.

 While most of us don't experience such times frequently, this is when we feel the most alive. In theory, Family, being present involves learning how to pay attention, and the process of getting there is far easier than you might think. There are a few simple things you can do right now to help you stay in the present and pay attention to your life experience in a very positive way.

Start by setting a few quiet minutes aside each day to close your eyes and take stock of what you are feeling, no matter how good or bad those feelings may be. Don't judge your feelings, just allow yourself to become aware of the emotions behind them.

Next, send your attention outward and become aware of things around you. Notice if you feel warm or cold, what your clothing feels like against your skin, the feeling of the air moving in and out of your lungs. Let the sounds around you filter through you and notice the underlying noises that you may have been tuning out. Next, open your eyes and notice the colors and sights around you in this same subtle, attentive way.

By the time you are halfway through this little exercise, Family, you may be surprised at how much you actually notice about your internal and external presence. If you try this, you will probably find that “paying attention” will take on a whole new meaning, and it will be a very nice one at that.

I hope that all can take some time this week to practice “living in the moment.” I feel sure that it will change your experience in “now” time and that's not a bad goal for the year. Enjoy!

That's STRONG

Bethea & THE Urban Playa