It really isn’t her goal to be sane. When asked what she did to stay sane during this crazy year of the covid 19 pandemic she replies that she just did what she normally would do. She is a loner. She relishes in the peace and quiet of nature, of the sun as it peeks over the eastern horizon, of the tranquil breath she takes when she sits in silence, in her own little world. She did do quite a bit of seeking companionship, but the kind that is nestled in an inner state of calm, the kind you get when you melt into the still pond when you don’t even dog paddle. She is a floater. She never sinks. She doesn’t know why. Perhaps her father was a sperm whale. She questions who he was and where he came from. Wonders what color his eyes were and what he did in his most centered moments. Did he sing in the shower? Did he laugh at himself and take the world in stride?
She doesn’t do relationships like anyone else. She doesn’t seek security; she doesn’t want someone to take away her pain. She wants an equal. She wants a man who has as much passion in his blood as she does. She wants a man who is driven to do good, who knows compassion and has a high willingness to be open and vulnerable. She wants someone to walk down the path, to run side by side and to arrive at the end of the day at exact location that they both choose together. She wants an adventurer, a thrill seeker, a carabiner. He is strong, he is fit, and he is active. He knows when to hold tight and likewise knows when to let go. He is a rock climber and shows her the ropes. He is her anchor, and she is his. They keep each other in tow, if that can even be thought necessary.
She doesn’t need a man. She wants a man, but he has to be extraordinary. He has to shine like a bright star in the night sky. He had to let go and go with the route the river takes him. He is on a fast-moving ride that others have thought about taking but weren’t brave enough to take. Or she might have booted them out after finding that they didn’t have it in them to dream. They have to dream big. She can’t tolerate small time thinking. She believes that anything in possible and probable if you set your mind to it. And if there are two with the same degree of will in it, they will most definitely win it.
She knows her mind. It is like a strainer with a very fine silver mesh. She holds onto very little. She likes freedom in all its forms. Freedom to love is on the top of the list. This doesn’t mean she is loose or uncaring. It means that she doesn’t want to have to put blinders on her love. She wants to be able to freely give her love to whom so ever she feels to. She knows that this will take a like-minded partner. It isn’t about diminishing their love; it is about deepening it through expressing all the multiple faucets of love. Binding, confining or blinding isn’t something she sees as loving. Honestly creates a stronger bond, a deeper love, a longer lasting, perhaps even infinite love.
She is a class VI rapids, perhaps extraordinary in her own way. She knows that it will take the type of man to flow with her as she has previously described, fit, strong and active. It is his passion for living live full out that makes him perfect for the challenge of her ways. She isn’t difficult, in fact others have described her as very easy to get along with and adaptable to any situation. She can go with the flow, and she can fight like a tiger for that which she feels strongly about.
If uncanny makes you uncomfortable then run, run far away. You don’t want to be around this one if you can’t stand close by a raging campfire. You must be good at starting one, from gathering sticks, to stoking it just at the right moment. She is likened to a fire. She needs constant tending to in order to not let her fire go out. She has a great passion for loving in both thoughts, words as well as and most importantly, in actions. She expects her equal to be just that, an equally passionate person. He has to be able to let his guard down and allow his craving for her to come forth. He has to love being ravished as well as ravishing. He must be able to stand up to her honesty, to drop the world at the door and connect with her deeply. Let the streams merge and let the ride begin. Boats not necessary. We are the boats adrift on a sea of desire for each other, that is what she says to him, naked and alive with a burning fire.
The Lama Writings 