Jonathan Livingston Seagull  

_CoffeeNoCream_ 53F
6527 posts
3/9/2005 12:45 am

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Jonathan Livingston Seagull

Hey you Jonathan !!!

Yes its me, staring at the sky, looking for you, wishing I were there. My soul is one with you my bird of sea
I want you more than I have ever wanted anyone else in my life. I can't get close enough to you. You are always high in the sky...gliding over sandy shores and soaring over foamy waves. A part of me flies with you.... feels you breathe, rides those thermal waves with you , but I love the free in thee so therefor I just admire your wings from the beach below. Ankles chained by sea foam instead of jumping of that cliff trying to catch you.

I know you don't belong to me, but a woman can dream and in this reverie I refuse to wake up. Opening my eyes would mean finding an empty pillow next to me. Can I be your beach of comfort just for the night ? a Bird needs only a brief moment of rest, so rest with me, don't nest with me and spread those wings. The sky is truly beautiful....I can see, but only luna , stars, planes and you truly know.

I have to fight back the urge to stroke those feathers. Every time I think about ruffling those wings, I want to lay you down and show you with all that I am what it is that you mean to me. Maybe I can express the depth of my feelings through a caress, a kiss, a touch. Maybe you will see in my eyes the words that I find hard to speak. I look up at the sky and admires the wonder that is out there.

Yes Jonathan you fly, body marching with the wind. Taking you up high, smelling the scent of fresh. Arms moved by passion, body dancing the erotic shape it learned from the cliffs on the beach. Fly, don't look back and wonder for tomorrow, your soul knows the meaning to be free.

The purpose of this post?
Learn from the master of the winds and watch him paint the with him ....learn from him , but know that you cant cage this free spirit

Liefs Wild Bird

I wrote this piece a while ago for a very special friend of mine. I feel very privileged to know him . If you wish to understand this piece better than I suggest you read the book

Jonathan Livingston Seagull
by Richard Bach

Jerosd 48M

3/9/2005 8:55 am

it's even better if u also listen to the music of it.....very very nice

leyndokona2 50F

3/9/2005 2:34 pm

I copied this form a magazine article written by thickoldcock here on AdultFriendFinder. I hope he doesn't mind. I didn't get his permission but since it's on AdultFriendFinder magazine and everyone can read it there, it should be ok. I just thought you might like this one. (if you haven't seen it already).

A carrot, an egg and a cup of coffee...

You will never look at a cup of coffee the same way again.

A young woman went to her mother and told her about her life
and how things were so hard for her. She did not know how she
was going to make it and wanted to give up. She was tired of
fighting and struggling. It seemed as one problem was solved,
a new one arose.

Her mother took her to the kitchen. She filled three pots
with water and placed each on a high fire. Soon the pots came
to boil. In the first she placed carrots, in the second she
placed eggs, and in the last she placed ground coffee beans.
She let them sit and boil, without saying a word.

In about twenty minutes she turned off the burners.

She fished the carrots out and placed them in a bowl.
She pulled the eggs out and placed them in a bowl.
Then she ladled the coffee out and placed it in a bowl.

Turning to her daughter, she asked, "Tell me, what
do you see?"

"Carrots, eggs, and coffee, " she replied.

Her mother brought her closer and asked her to feel the carrots.
She did and noted that they were soft. The mother then asked
the daughter to take an egg and break it.
After pulling off the shell, she observed the hard boiled
egg. Finally, the mother asked the daughter to sip the coffee.
The daughter smiled as she tasted its rich aroma.

The daughter then asked, "What does it
mean, mother?"

Her mother explained that each of these objects had faced
the same adversity ... boiling water.

Each reacted differently. The carrot went in strong, hard,
and unrelenting. However, after being subjected to the
boiling water, it softened and became weak.

The egg had been fragile. Its thin outer shell had protected
its liquid interior, but after sitting through the boiling
water, its inside became hardened.

The ground coffee beans were unique, however. After they
were in the boiling water, they had changed the water.

"Which are you?" she asked her daughter. "When
adversity knocks on your door, how do you respond?

Are you a carrot, an egg or a coffee bean?"

Think of this: Which am I? Am I the carrot that seems strong,
but with pain and adversity do I wilt and become soft and
lose my strength?

Am I the egg that starts with a malleable heart, but changes
the heat? Did I have a fluid spirit, but after a death, a breakup,
a financial hardship or some other trial,
have I become hardened and stiff? Does my shell look the
same, but on the inside am I bitter and tough with a stiff
spirit and hardened heart?

Or am I like the coffee bean? The bean actually changes the
hot water, the very circumstance that brings the pain When
the water gets hot, it releases
the fragrance and flavor. If you are like the bean, when
things are at their worst, you get better and change the
situation around you. When the hour is the darkest and trials
are their greatest, do you elevate yourself to another
level? How do you handle
adversity? Are you a carrot, an egg or a coffee bean?

May you have enough happiness to make you sweet, enough
trials to make you strong, enough sorrow to keep you human
and enough hope to make you happy.

The happiest of people don't necessarily have the
best of everything; they just make the most of
everything that comes along their way. The brightest future
will always be based on a forgotten past; you
can't go forward in life until you let go of your past
failures and heartaches.

When you were born, you were crying and everyone around
you was smiling. Live your life so at the end, you're
the one who is smiling and everyone around you is crying.

It's easier to build a child than repair an adult.

papyrina 52F
21133 posts
3/10/2005 1:06 am

it was beautiful the first time you posted it and even more so now

I'm a

i'm here to stay

GoddessOfTheDawn 106F
11240 posts
3/10/2005 2:19 am

* mind wanders.... and another seagull flies by ...

_TeaNoMilk_ 53F

3/11/2005 10:11 am

Mmmmmmm he sure is special this Jonathan...

_TeaNoMilk_ 53F

3/11/2005 10:12 am

*waves @ Jonathan*
I know he looks at this blog....

_CoffeeNoCream_ 53F

3/12/2005 4:43 pm

Tea....stop luring at Jonathan !!!

_CoffeeNoCream_ 53F

3/12/2005 4:43 pm

he is mine...all mine...when he is with me

_TeaNoMilk_ 53F

12/30/2005 2:06 pm

jonathan left eh coffee ?

_TeaNoMilk_ 53F

12/30/2005 2:07 pm

one of your best posts ever, sis

_TeaNoMilk_ 53F

12/30/2005 2:07 pm

hugs her sis.......

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