Love: Dreaming of Love, Not Making It

To A Recent Client:

Dear Friend, The Dreamer:

Hello! Thank you for writing, Beautiful Soul.

Listen, please;

The mind is a theater of fantasies, haunted and inspired by the heart.

The body is its agent; the procurer of realities.

One cannot exist without the other.

You are “growing in love” for your beloved, but only dreamming.

Take action.

Sincerely wishing you Peace, Love, and Joy (PLJ),

Carlo
My twitter is carlatteniese
My website; http://carlatteniese.com
Go Vegan!

Photo: Bus Aeslumber

Peace, Love, Joy, & Veganism,
Carlo

My website is: http://carlattenie
My twitter is: carlatteniese

Essay: Love is of One Kind

Hi, Sally,You are nice, I think. The way you ask questions is thoughtful. ＼(^o^)／

To me, Sally, all love is the same. It is-if you don’t mind-a sense inside of us, not exactly coming from another wonderful person alone, but from some place between you both. And that happens for all people we are attracted to and care about, from our young relatives to the cute old man who tips his hat to you or to a cute old lady…to our lover….

To me, the difference is in our need, willingness for closeness, and thus the level of intimacy; how we express it.

Aha! Perhaps it can be said like this! A flower is beautiful-technically-structure-wise, in all the same ways to everyone, except in how more or less it may touch this person or that, because of his or her experience, and so one person has a need to be around that flower more, and expresses a deeper or lesser affection for it.

Love is affection; being affected, and giving love is showing that affection, both for care, and for a need to be near the one that causes that affection. We have a greater intimate need-in certain ways-for someone in particular, and thus a greater expression comes out for that one. However it’s sill love!

Peace, Love, Joy, & Veganism,
Carlo

My website is: http://carlatteniese.com

My twitter is: carlatteniese

My Poor Ami

I am so blessed. Though I have the history of a man who’s life has been dreadfully marred by hypoglycemia, I am in control of it’s symptoms, which means in effect, I have conquered it, to a large degree.

Otherwise, I am the picture of health, and though friends probably see my diet as Spartan, I am happy to have a physical age indexbof about 30. I can eat when I want, and though I don’t eat sweets, I don’t really want to, as they are high in fat, and usually contain animal products (I’m a vegan).

One very special to me is not so lucky. She has gastrointestinal issues that prevent her from eating when she needs too. This can give her hypoglycemia-like symptoms, too-though she is not predisposed to the disease.

As a vegan, Amber is also quite limited in what she can eat, so though she is happy to be such, these limitations in addition to her stomach problems make her life all the more arduous.

She is hungry at night and cannot eat, because she has low-grade digestion, causing her severe cramps in the morning. She is also sensitive to wheat products (my treat, from time to time), and so her favorite food besides Indian cuisine-pasta-is also something of ‘no-no’.

Ami works so hard. She has little time to enjoy herself, turning to food, books, and her iPod for enjoyment after work. And, after working all day, all that’s left of that trio is the reading and electronic fun; music, blogging, and games,-but who can enjoy those things with a growling stomach that craves food she can’ give it?

I am so sorry, Amber. I hope you will go for further tests to eradicate, or better diagnose-and then deal-with this problem. And I hope I can be there to help.

Peace, Love, Joy, & Veganism,
Carlo
My twitter is: carlatteniese