My desire for closeness, raw intimacy and earth shaking passion seem to go hand in hand with my fears of being-seen, risking my freedom and losing all sense of control. I have dedicated the majority of the last 15 years of my life to the pursuits of knowledge, adventure, love and self-awareness. I've been relatively successful and supremely blessed, yet have done so mostly independently. Nowadays I am feeling the growing urge to have a companion in life. A real companion. For fun, comfort, sweetness and romance, as well as deep reflection, growth, and commitment. (See how I put commitment in with the part where the "stuff" comes up.... I struggle with this.... I promise I will run away at times, but I'll be hoping that you'll come looking for me, and I'll be reasonable once my mind is cleared by a good run).
I hope I'm capable of the kind of lifelong commitment and true love that I have seen between my grandparents and even my own parents. Yet I know that the match for me will be a healthy balance of traditional and free spirited. I'm not "into" the poly vibe, yet have a healthy skepticism about the "naturalness" of lifelong monogamy. From what I have seen, it ultimately comes down to free will and personal choices (for those with such privileges). I'd like to give it a try with some brave soul.
Here are a few random tidbits about me:
I like to swing on swings of all kinds, I embroider and have collected a substantial wardrobe which I intend to upcycle, I am a sucker for organic and hemp textiles, my favorite soap is Dr. Bronners. I like it when a man walks on the street side of the sidewalk and I am even happier if we are holding hands.
One of my favorite earthly delights is rock hopping, and lounging, at the river. Maybe I was a river mermaid in some other life?