That powerful feeling of, “I’m a Goddess on a pedestal,” is 70% of activating a man to pursue you. You have to know and feel like you’re #1 and when you’re recovering from heartbreak, that can take some practice to achieve.
If you find your mood is dismal and your thoughts are in a dark place of despair and scarcity, allow yourself to ‘visit’ there for about 10 minutes, have a good cry – then get the heck out of that dark place.
I’ve worked with hundreds of women, and I’ve also first hand experienced that my thoughts will lead me wherever it is I am focusing on.
Negative thoughts become habits that evolve into personality traits.
NO THANKS! I don’t want to be an angry ‘Negative Nelly.’ It’s not attractive to men and it doesn’t feel good either.
You’ve perhaps studied some Law of Attraction techniques, and I know it can be frustrating when you don’t ‘manifest’ what it is you’re seeking.
Yet I’m really quite thankful that the person and situation I wanted never came to fruition.
Instead of pulling ‘the artist’ (the dead-broke, moody drama king who walked out on me and never spoke to me again) closer, the opposite happened.
I had friends tell me they’d bumped into my ex-guy out with a much younger girl, and he had just returned from Scotland, a trip we were supposed to take together.
While he was living it up, I was home with my boxes (wine and tissue) just sitting alone mistreating my body, not exercising, living on very little food and pining for a man I couldn’t have.
There was ONE MAN though, who had been writing to me relentlessly on MATCH.com.
He was so sweet and wrote to me about every day, but I decided he was never going to be right for me. I was in love with my artist.
Yet for some reason I decided to meet this man on Christmas night at a local Irish bar.
I met him and a strange thing happened. I began to feel my heart beat again in a new and unfamiliar way.
Within the first 5 minutes of our date,
things got REAL.
He made a gesture with his hand and sent his water glass flying up against the wall.
I then opened the tri-folding menu and knocked myself right in the face, sending my eye-glasses to the floor.
We laughed and really what can you do!? We were just two humans, being goofballs and hoping to connect, to laugh with someone and maybe share a kiss.
This date really wasn’t what I expected at all.
This man was wholesome, honest and connected to my heart. I was vulnerable with him. I told him I was heartbroken but moving on and he nodded and listened. He then shared his heart to me as well.
In the parking lot as we said goodnight, I could tell he wasn’t sure whether to hug, handshake or what.
I had told myself I would kiss 100 men to find the right one, because I’ve always felt a kiss can change everything – can it not?
I leaned in and 💋💋💋💋 💋WOW!
The kiss blew my mind!
Not that it was some tongue twirling escapade – but I felt something new and different.
I felt like I was kissing a REAL man. Not my wet-noodle artist. This man felt warm, alive and so into me.
After feeling such disconnect and abandonment it felt SO GOOD to have someone dive right into me.
But there was more… he smelled good. I felt protected.
My heart fluttered.
I just wasn’t expecting all that.
Honestly, had I NOT kissed him, I probably would not be happily married to him right now.