What feeds your soul?

[CelticFrog]

This morning..

Being able to fit everything into my freezers after the Schwan's guy came. THAT was a feat.

Because I was able to fit it, not melting Sheath's push pops before she has the opportunity to get here.

Push pops. Even if I don't dare eat one.

Watching my husband sleep in the foof chair.

Putting Alekz to bed so I can sleep with my husband in the foof chair.

A 6 foot foof chair in general.

Snuggling up with my husband, both of us sick as dogs, and whimpering to each other how much we don't want to get out of the foof chair.

The fact that my husband waited until after I sneezed to kiss me goodbye on his way out the door.

I liked that last one alot. It was really cute.

Ang

 

[sheath]

This morning..

Being able to fit everything into my freezers after the Schwan's guy came. THAT was a feat.

Because I was able to fit it, not melting Sheath's push pops before she has the opportunity to get here.

Push pops. Even if I don't dare eat one.

Watching my husband sleep in the foof chair.

Putting Alekz to bed so I can sleep with my husband in the foof chair.

A 6 foot foof chair in general.

Snuggling up with my husband, both of us sick as dogs, and whimpering to each other how much we don't want to get out of the foof chair.

The fact that my husband waited until after I sneezed to kiss me goodbye on his way out the door.

I liked that last one alot. It was really cute.

Ang

You can have a Push Pop or two. Just save a few for me.

I can just see him standing there patiently while you sneezed. That IS cute.

S.

 

[webber1998]

Today, it was my 3 year old grandson on the phone. He has strep throat and has generally had a bad few days. I was trying to calm him down a little after a tussle with my daughter. He gets quiet and says "Dada, I love you."

That feeds my soul.

 

[logan ross]

something else that feeds my soul, is after a long crappy day at work is to go into my room, close the blinds, turn off the lights and listen to SRV playing little wing.
only a guitarist will know the feeling!!

 

[manofsteel52]

Raw, lusty, no holds barred, wanton sex!

Okay, beyond that, maybe one or two things, just can't seem to get the former off my mind lately. Unconditional love of a child is a good one.
Unconditional love and devotion of my eight pound beast from hell as she's kissing my face one moment and trying to separate my finger from my hand with her tiny teeth the next...?

 

[Limbhugger]

Not a How-To question, obviously. Or maybe it is? Either way, I practically live here on this board...(yeah, that's my room, three doors down and to the right, lol)...so I thought I would post this here.

I had the pleasure of talking with a wonderful man today who asked me one simple yet profound question:

"What feeds your soul?"

It made me wonder. What do you need to sustain that most intimate part of you, the part only the closest people see...or maybe even the part that no one else ever sees. What inspires you, makes you who you are at the deepest essence of your being?

What can you absolutely not live without? What do you have to have to sustain your inner self, just as urgently as a physical body needs water to survive?

So...I'm curious, as always.

What feeds your soul?



S.

At the very root, love. The love of my friends and family. The love of my children. Her love. The love of myself. Love keeps me alive.

But along the journey, is also my deep need to please her. To make her know how much I need and want her. To always be sure she understands what she is in my life. To constantly remind her that alone, I am lost. To allow her to extract from my body the pain that she feels inside. To offer myself to her so that together we can be refreshed, relieved, replenished. Through the sweat and whimpers and groans and seized breaths we find our our solace. That feeds my soul.

 

[CelticFrog]

You know...?

The pure and simple knowledge that even though we're both sick, with probably the same damn thing half a country away, my best friend and I still talk on the phone and meet each other online to search for soul feeding things (to be explained) despite headaches and raspy voices.

We sound like shit, sheath.


Anyhow... my internet soul...

Finding the answers to the random questions that pop into my head at the worst hours of the day... and that my encyclopedias can't answer.

Finding stupid time wasting sites (I ought to revive that thread, there's enough new people here to give it a new perspective) that I can snort at and then start coughing desperately.

Dogpiling important websites to help sheath find good resources for the back page of her book.

Dogpiling resources for questions I find here that pique my interest. Of course, half the time I'm too lazy to post them.

Desperately researching things that five minutes previously I was talking on the phone about.

My son sitting on my lap, snuggling into my shoulder as I hold him with one hand and type ever so slowly with the other hand. And him finally learning not to use my keyboard.

My son finding and pointing at links that I have passed over and really needed. I think he's psycho. Psychic... that's the word.

Finding hope in a relationship that sometimes taxes me beyond belief but can still amaze me with the sheer amount of love it contains.

I'm so damn tired.

Ang

 

[sheath]

Today, it was my 3 year old grandson on the phone. He has strep throat and has generally had a bad few days. I was trying to calm him down a little after a tussle with my daughter. He gets quiet and says "Dada, I love you."

That feeds my soul.

Just reading that post feeds my soul right now.

S.

 

[sheath]

ALL these posts made me smile and smile.

What feeds my soul?

A good friend who is so ready to jump to my defense.

My best friend Ang, who feels like shit and really didn't want to talk on the phone but did anyway, because I needed to whine.

My ex-husband calling to talk for a while. About nothing.

Looking at the cover artwork of my new book and knowing it is exactly what I wanted to see, and a perfect representation of what I have written.

The air outside, so crisp and clean.



S.

 

[bobsgirl]

Today, let's see...

The sun is out and it's supposed to be out all weekend. And get warmer. Gotta love that, especially the getting warmer part.

Getting up early to give my son a lift to work. Best part: I got 2 sausage McMuffins out of the deal.

I'm blushing a little at this My muscles are letting me know this morning that Mr. Bobsgirl and I gave each other a wild ride last night. I can say that, right? This is Lit, after all...

I get to go to Florida in 8 days.

 

[sheath]

I'm blushing a little at this My muscles are letting me know this morning that Mr. Bobsgirl and I gave each other a wild ride last night. I can say that, right? This is Lit, after all...

I get to go to Florida in 8 days.

Yeah, you can say that. You can talk about sex! So...you and Mr. Bobsgirl gonna fuck like rabbits while you're in Florida?

What feeds my soul...

A wonderful man who cares about me but doesn't want to pressure me. His careful patience is endearing.

Getting a new book in the mail that I forgot I ordered.

Walking out in the sunlight, feeling like hell frozen over but doing it anyway...and lo and behold, I felt better.

Lying in bed sick, then feeling my daughter climb up behind me and start brushing my hair with her little hands. Then she kisses my cheek and says "I'll get you a popsicle, mommy". *sniffle*

God, how I LOVE my kids.

S.

 

[bobsgirl]

Yeah, you can say that. You can talk about sex! So...you and Mr. Bobsgirl gonna fuck like rabbits while you're in Florida?

What feeds my soul...

A wonderful man who cares about me but doesn't want to pressure me. His careful patience is endearing.

Getting a new book in the mail that I forgot I ordered.

Walking out in the sunlight, feeling like hell frozen over but doing it anyway...and lo and behold, I felt better.

Lying in bed sick, then feeling my daughter climb up behind me and start brushing my hair with her little hands. Then she kisses my cheek and says "I'll get you a popsicle, mommy". *sniffle*

God, how I LOVE my kids.

S.

LOL It's a distinct possibility! I told him last night it would be a relief not to have to keep the noise down in the throes of passion. See why I love road trips?

Fuck like rabbits... My, my, that would scandalize the mister... Heehee...

 

[sheath]

LOL It's a distinct possibility! I told him last night it would be a relief not to have to keep the noise down in the throes of passion. See why I love road trips?

Fuck like rabbits... My, my, that would scandalize the mister... Heehee...

So...road trips feed your soul.

And of course, you can feed OUR souls by telling us all the scandalous tales when you return.

S.

 

[webber1998]

Today... my ex called and told me that she is sick. And wanted me to help make sure all of her affairs are in order and would I make sure, just in case, that her wishes were all taken care of. It's feeds my soul to know, even though we went through ALL kinds of trouble together, we have remained friends apart.

 

[sheath]

Today... my ex called and told me that she is sick. And wanted me to help make sure all of her affairs are in order and would I make sure, just in case, that her wishes were all taken care of. It's feeds my soul to know, even though we went through ALL kinds of trouble together, we have remained friends apart.

This reminds me of me and my ex-husband. Bill still means the world to me. I cannot imagine not having his friendship.

Doesn't that kind of deep "against all odds" friendship sometimes make everything seem right with the world?



S.

 

[webber1998]

This reminds me of me and my ex-husband. Bill still means the world to me. I cannot imagine not having his friendship.

Doesn't that kind of deep "against all odds" friendship sometimes make everything seem right with the world?



S.

Yes, I agree with you, I think it does. And you know, I didn't divorce her because I didn't like her. I just couldn't stand to live with her !!!

And it did take a few years to get back to the friend stage. It actually took ME getting sick to do that. You never know what strange twists life has in store for you.

 

[Falkieri]

What Feeds My Soul:
True friends who are there for you when you need them, and who know you'll be there when they need you.

 

[sheath]

Yes, I agree with you, I think it does. And you know, I didn't divorce her because I didn't like her. I just couldn't stand to live with her !!!

And it did take a few years to get back to the friend stage. It actually took ME getting sick to do that. You never know what strange twists life has in store for you.

I will never forget the day my ex-husband told me, "You are the mother of my children, and for that I will always love you, respect you and do the best I can to take care of you. But even if you weren't their mom? I would always love you anyway."

And he meant every word.

It makes my soul smile tonight, to think of that.

S.

 

[midwestyankee]

I will never forget the day my ex-husband told me, "You are the mother of my children, and for that I will always love you, respect you and do the best I can to take care of you. But even if you weren't their mom? I would always love you anyway."

And he meant every word.

It makes my soul smile tonight, to think of that.

S.

This is quite a testament.

 

[sheath]

This is quite a testament.

He is quite a wonderful person.

S.

 

[sheath]

What feeds my soul tonight...

My brother. He and I never liked each other as kids, and I was glad to get away from home so that he and I wouldn't fight anymore. That was years ago, of course...and now he has grown up and come into his own. He has a sense of humor I somehow overlooked, a tenacity that reminds me of our mother, and a blunt honesty that lends respect. In short, he's awesome.

Yep. My kid brother. Whoever would have thought?

S.

 

[CelticFrog]

On the sibling note...

My sisters.
Although I never quite measured up to them academically and have always been the black sheep of the family, once I moved out and tried desperately to make it on my own, they started actually showing me respect.

Now, I can rarely have a conversation with either of them where I don't feel good about it when I'm done. Sure, they both can have an air about them that just screams superiority, but we've all grown up a lot since they were ganging up on me and stuffing me in the dress up clothes chest.

Course, it still doesn't help that they're twins.

I know now without a doubt that I love my sisters. And somehow, being certain of that instead of loving because of 'obligation' really feeds my soul.

That, and both my son and husband frolicking around in almost matching red unionsuits. Daddy's even has the buttflap.

Ang

 

[ahooohgah]

So many things..........

....When my wife made all the arrangements for an out of town motel for our anniversary,

....when my all-grown-up daughter and I really connect, which is often,

...when I do my job really well, and things work,

...when we have deep, long conversations in the dark,

...when I learn something new about myself, which is usually discovering the solution to a problem, and finding out I was the problem...



Stuff like that.

 

[College_geek]

Finding someone who has mp3 copies of my marching band this year and being able to listen to them and realize just how good we really sound...that feeds my soul...and makes me unbearably happy.

 

[CelticFrog]

Isn't the feeling of hearing yourself as a whole band amazing?
I find myself thinking back on my days with a professional marching band and wishing I was back there more and more often lately.

It's a powerful emotion.
Ang