I took myself on a date today, and it was boringly...fun.
Last night, I dreamt I was in 3 different scenarios having fun, not taking life serious whatsoever; I read that as a sign to allow playful energy into my space, which then became my intention for the day.
Going into it, I expected to have a large day of doing usual "date things" (Food, Movie, Adventure, kiss at the doorstep) and anything else since no other person was in mind. Until I got out, and thought this is boring. What the h-e-double hockey sticks do I do...on a date...with myself.
Rather than heading home, and hiding, I kept walking until I got to a different part of the city I live in, and fell into a Record Store- purchased 3 records ["A Beautiful Thing" by Cleo Laine / "Say I'm Your No. 1" by Princess, and lastly, "Voices in my Mind" by Voices] for $3.18 in total.
Not knowing what to do or where to go next, I just kept walking with records and optimism in hand.
Fast forward 2 phone calls, and a homeless man yelling at me that "Black People are becoming white people" (what ever he meant by that, *but understanding what he meant, lol*) I end up at a park I hadn't known about. It was beautiful and serene.
Guys were playing basketball, folks were laid out with friends and lovers with colorful flowers throughout.
I eventually came home thinking this was the part where my date and I say we both enjoyed ourselves, and how we should do it again. Until a notification buzzed that $100 was put into my account. (I AM ABUNDANT!) Instantly, I jump up, blasting Steve Lacy's new album "Gemini Rights" (100 chef kisses & then some) darting toward the nearest bike, and B-line to Blick Art Supplies for new pastels. Something I was pricing the night before and decided to hold off since I have pastels. My My, did that change! A pleasant ride in the sun as it kissed my skin all over and $11.12 later, I am home with Cava waiting to jump my bones!
Long story short, I had an expectation that going on a date with myself would be the same as going on a date with another being. Not realizing that taking myself on a date, is simply spending quality time with myself. Loving myself enough to exist outside of my "cave", and mind to tune into my soul to give it some outside air. Lots of sun, walking and singing lyrics outloud...like, the backing vocals and all!
Nothing *that* exciting, but every moment was enjoyed.
I'd highly recommend...even if it's awkward at first.
The reward is in the act taken toward loving who I (you) see in the mirror and beyond.
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