Beloved Flower Lover,
Bored with each other. Bored of amazing gift giving. Just bored. Her thoughts bored.
The text messages were looking tantalizing.
Eyes down she realized she was bored of herself.
Solstice lovers and their flowers showed her that it was time to make the impossible possible. That it was time for her to experience what she truly wanted.
Could true pleasure become her new norm?
She caught her breathe as she allowed some gourmet chocolates and strawberries to meltdown.
She decided to take the pressure of. If you can’t win, you can’t lose. So you don’t have to take yourself out of the game of life. So she could just play.Zero pressure. Just play her ‘A’ game of brilliance. The one that she brought to all her clients projects. The one that she did so effortlessly .
No stress. There projects were always playfully successful. Not because it was a big deal. It was just about creating what they wanted. Not what others believed was important.
Another piece of dark gourmet chocolate.
Who was She trying to impress?
She realized what she wanted was the importance.
Rather than impressing others. What impressed her about her simplest wanting, that even seemed weird to herself, was now being made visible.Frustrations melted away. Another piece of dark gourmet chocolate.
Simple did not mean it was not floral coated. It meant the pleasure of making the smallest or biggest of her wantings important enough to impress her was the source of her tingling pleasing pleasure…..her tide rippling…
No longer selling herself out the to duty or obligations of someone else’s idea of success.
She had climbed through the boredom window into her lovers chamber and found she was ready made from the inside out for pleasure.
She was now in accord with her solstice invitation of making the invisible visible.
The London Flower Lover