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A few facts for you. First Fact: At some point during evolution between plankton and Bon Jovi, apes evolved the ability to become emotionally attached to one another. This emotional attachment would eventually come to be known as “love” and evolution would one day produce a bevy of singers from New Jersey who would make millions writing cheesy songs about it. Second Fact: Humans evolved the ability to become attached to each other — that is, the ability to love each other — because it helped us survive. This isn’t exactly romantic or sexy, but it’s true. We didn’t evolve big fangs or huge claws or insane gorilla strength. Instead, we evolved the ability to emotionally bond into communities and families where we became largely inclined to cooperate with one another. These communities and families turned out to be far more effective than any claw or any fang. Humanity soon dominated the planet. Without developing emotional attachments to one another, we probably all would have be...

*For sake of brevity, we classify women as representatives of feminine energy and men as representatives of masculine energy.  However, we acknowledge and honor that gender and energy are entirely independent, as a female can have a masculine core and a male can have a feminine core.  Edward comes home from a rough day at work. He rants and raves to his wife, Jill, about the issues he has with his co-workers and his boss. Jill listens, and even engages – sharing common sentiments about how frustrating that must be. Edward eventually comes out of his rut and meets Jill at her level. Jill comes home from a rough day at work. She rants and raves to Edward. Edward however, has a strong inclination to fix her issues. He cuts into her diatribe, interjecting his thoughts on how she can solve her issues. She grows increasingly upset. She yells, saying that he doesn’t “understand” her. What is happening in each situation? In the first scenario, the feminine energy is high a...

Being smitten is a word that is rare, and so is being smitten. Like being hit by cupid’s arrow, these are the signs that someone is smitten with you. No, we are not back in the 1920s, but I still believe there is something quite charming about someone being smitten with you. Smitten is a word that you might not have heard, and, if you have, you were probably visiting the assisted living community nearby. It is a word that is a combination between magical and absolutely delighted. Yes, smitten is a word that I am personally starting a campaign to bring back. So, what does smitten actually mean? It means that you are overcome or struck by instantaneous love. Like love at first sight, it doesn’t have to be first sight, and it doesn’t always have to go away. Smitten is something that is very special. It is that moment that you recount, well after you are old and married, as the moment when you just “knew” that they were the one for you. So, how can you tell if someone is smitten with you? ...

Being smitten is a word that is rare, and so is being smitten. Like being hit by cupid’s arrow, these are the signs that someone is smitten with you. No, we are not back in the 1920s, but I still believe there is something quite charming about someone being smitten with you. Smitten is a word that you might not have heard, and, if you have, you were probably visiting the assisted living community nearby. It is a word that is a combination between magical and absolutely delighted. Yes, smitten is a word that I am personally starting a campaign to bring back. So, what does smitten actually mean? It means that you are overcome or struck by instantaneous love. Like love at first sight, it doesn’t have to be first sight, and it doesn’t always have to go away. Smitten is something that is very special. It is that moment that you recount, well after you are old and married, as the moment when you just “knew” that they were the one for you. So, how can you tell if someone is smitten...

HOW TO KEEP LOVING FROM THE HEART, NOT THE HEAD Love: It’s one of the few things in life that can create  intense pleasure  — or intense pain. It has the power to put you on top of the clouds or in a deep, dark hole. (And no matter how much experience we gain, it seems like we’re all still trying to figure it out.) When you are in the midst of deep love, when the world is filled with rainbows and butterflies, everything your partner does is right. This is where the term “Love is blind” comes from — you are “blinded” by love and cannot see any of your lover’s flaws.  Image credit © Guas /shutterstock In this heightened state of attraction, we tend to give our partners more leeway. There’s more space for them to make mistakes because the rules we have created within the relationships are different, and we have fewer of them. And in many cases, you don’t have any rules — you’re just thrilled to be in the same room with them, to have the opportunity to make them happy. Here’s a t...

HOW TO KEEP LOVING FROM THE HEART, NOT THE HEAD Love: It’s one of the few things in life that can create  intense pleasure  — or intense pain. It has the power to put you on top of the clouds or in a deep, dark hole. (And no matter how much experience we gain, it seems like we’re all still trying to figure it out.) When you are in the midst of deep love, when the world is filled with rainbows and butterflies, everything your partner does is right. This is where the term “Love is blind” comes from — you are “blinded” by love and cannot see any of your lover’s flaws.  Image credit © Guas /shutterstock In this heightened state of attraction, we tend to give our partners more leeway. There’s more space for them to make mistakes because the rules we have created within the relationships are different, and we have fewer of them. And in many cases, you don’t have any rules — you’re just thrilled to be in the same room with them, to have the opportunity to make them happy. ...

T, I’m not much of a talker. Not when it counts, anyway. But since there’s still life in me, I can’t let myself believe it’s too late for anything. So, I want to finally tell you what I’m really thinking, and say that you were right. About everything. I’ve never felt this way about anyone or anything in my entire life. It just never happened, and I didn’t imagine it would after such a short time. I think the reason for my feelings is that the way you look at life and live it, is the way I’ve always wanted to look at it and live it myself. I was just too afraid. But I get it now. You said, your life could be defined by two periods: the first, before you experienced your trip, and the second, after. My own turning point, was losing you. I didn’t see it before all this, but the Universe is obviously working towards some good end, and I’m truly thankful that you jogged me into understanding the beauty in that and everything else. I...

T, I’m not much of a talker. Not when it counts, anyway. But since there’s still life in me, I can’t let myself believe it’s too late for anything. So, I want to finally tell you what I’m really thinking, and say that you were right. About everything. I’ve never felt this way about anyone or anything in my entire life. It just never happened, and I didn’t imagine it would after such a short time. I think the reason for my feelings is that the way you look at life and live it, is the way I’ve always wanted to look at it and live it myself. I was just too afraid. But I get it now. You said, your life could be defined by two periods: the first, before you experienced your trip, and the second, after. My own turning point, was losing you. I didn’t see it before all this, but the Universe is obviously working towards some good end, and I’m truly thankful that you jogged me into understanding the beauty in that and everything else...

No matter what I’m doing I always find myself thinking about you. Today I thought about how much I hurt you and you still stayed with me, I thought about how much I crave you’re attention and how much I miss you. You’re still in my life but it’s not the same because you’re not mine anymore, it’s been nearly two months since we broke up I don’t feel any better I still want you. I want you more than ever right now I want to talk about our kids and how you’ll have to pick their names otherwise they’ll all be named after me but we can’t have that conversation anymore. I hate that I’m always sad and going back over everything I have that somehow relates to you. I can’t think about you without getting sad and I should be happy and telling people how amazing my girlfriend is but instead Im spending two hours telling someone all about my ex. You really shouldn’t be my ex, you were supposed to be my forever. I miss yo...

No matter what I’m doing I always find myself thinking about you. Today I thought about how much I hurt you and you still stayed with me, I thought about how much I crave you’re attention and how much I miss you. You’re still in my life but it’s not the same because you’re not mine anymore, it’s been nearly two months since we broke up I don’t feel any better I still want you. I want you more than ever right now I want to talk about our kids and how you’ll have to pick their names otherwise they’ll all be named after me but we can’t have that conversation anymore. I hate that I’m always sad and going back over everything I have that somehow relates to you. I can’t think about you without getting sad and I should be happy and telling people how amazing my girlfriend is but instead Im spending two hours telling someone all about my ex. You really shouldn’t be my ex, you were supposed to be my forever. I miss ...

Dear beloved, I’m writing this because it’s been 2 and a half month since we last spoke. I was obsessed with winning you back. You were the love of my life. But you threw me away and won’t give me the time of day. I was jealous of you giving all your attention to these random guys when I had so much trouble seeing you smile. I was possessive I wanted to make sure you were by my side. I kept tabs on you because it’s a scary world out there, I was depressed until you forced most of it away. I had anxiety but I was betrayed my whole life. And in the end you did too… Before that dreadful day I was going to tell you it was time to change. That I was going to fix myself and make you happy again. See, your worth so much to me. Yes you are my first, yes there are plenty more out there, but none are like you. You're not perfect. Not a lot of people like you. Not many people want to even talk to you. But not me. For the year and a half I spent with you I learned so much. And I made a vow tha...

Dear beloved, I’m writing this because it’s been 2 and a half month since we last spoke. I was obsessed with winning you back. You were the love of my life. But you threw me away and won’t give me the time of day. I was jealous of you giving all your attention to these random guys when I had so much trouble seeing you smile. I was possessive I wanted to make sure you were by my side. I kept tabs on you because it’s a scary world out there, I was depressed until you forced most of it away. I had anxiety but I was betrayed my whole life. And in the end you did too… Before that dreadful day I was going to tell you it was time to change. That I was going to fix myself and make you happy again. See, your worth so much to me. Yes you are my first, yes there are plenty more out there, but none are like you. You're not perfect. Not a lot of people like you. Not many people want to even talk to you. But not me. For the year and a half I spent with you I learned so much. And I made a vow tha...

R omance is like alcohol. It can heal and it can hurt. It can create joy and it can create pain. It’s often responsible for some of the best and some of the worst moments of your life. It can obscure a terrible idea into a brilliant one; it can distort a terrible person into a fate-filled lover. Romance is like alcohol. It invents emotions out of thin air. It can create a mirage of love; it can intoxicate us with an imagined happiness. It can generate anger and jealousy where none is deserved. It can bestow sadness and heartbreak when nothing is lost. Romance is like alcohol. It feels really fucking good. Most of the time. But there’s usually a price to pay as soon as you sober up. Romance is like alcohol in that it captivates us when we’re young. It intoxicates us and convinces us that what we’re experiencing is the only thing that is real, the only thing that matters. As we grow older and gain more experience, we learn to trust this feeling less and less, to unders...