I am sure by now you have heard this term a few times and may even be getting fed up with how much exposure it is receiving and what does it mean anyway? In simpler terms: law of attraction means: likes, attract likes.
Behavior breeds behavior, and while this sounds like a simple concept, this topic goes beyond that, and helps you learn how receive and believe you can change your life to attract what you want. It doesn’t have to be a dream!
For example: If you are unhappy in your current job, it may be time to seriously consider leaving it. Your quality of life is more important than staying somewhere that you have outgrown and are only there because it is easy and safe.
Pursuing your passion should become your focus so that you don’t waste anymore time in making that goal a reality. Don’t look at it as a dream; actually visualize your new path. It is easier to achieve something when you can see it clearly.
Vancouver has a large gay population which boasts numerous venues and yearly events. Visitors from all over the world attend two annual parties, The Gay Pride Parade Day and Whistler’s Gay & Lesbian ski week.
Pride day this year will be Sunday August 1, 2010 starting at noon. The parade has an audience of over 600,000 and is lined up in colorful fashion throughout the 20 block progression ending at the “Sunset Beach Festival Site” for a continued celebration. The entertainment is non-stop and talented people wanting to participate can contact email@example.com
Winter Pride at Whistler, BC usually held in February, was moved to March 1-8 to accommodate the 2010 Winter Olympics in Vancouver. The host hotel was the Hilton Whistler Resort & Spa but there are many other available hotels to choose from when visiting this spectacular tourist location . This popular Gay & Lesbian “week long” party celebrated it’s 18th year displaying the proud diversity of thousands of visitors and locals attending the numerous venues at the beautiful Whistler/Blackcomb location. Events included a “wild pool party“, fetish themes, snowball fights, dog sledding tours, yoga, zip lining and even cooking classes.
In case you missed it, Apple has recently released their new flagship product, the iPhone 4. It’s not available in Canada yet, but will be soon. And so, the question is: will you upgrade?
The iPhone 4 offers a myriad of upgrades, including a totally redesigned, industrial look. I for one think it looks great, and what’s the point of upgrading your phone if it isn’t obvious you have the better one? (roll your eyes if you must, some of us live for this)
The iPhone 4 comes with a new, improved “retina” display that brags over 60% of the iPad’s pixels in a small fraction of the size. The resolution of the display is so high in fact that the human eye is supposedly unable to distinguish a pixel.
I’ve died, cried, grown, loved, lost, became, invented, and reinvented a lot in the 5 years I’ve been in my relationship and been married. And maybe we’ve been a lucky two, and grown together into people that can still look each other in the eye and say “I love you” and mean it, but throughout all the perennial changes, I’ve learned something that I don’t hear a lot of echoed in relationships around me, wondering if I’m so different.
Now firstly, I’m not the relationship guru, and I don’t attempt to blanket effect the whole of humanity through my experiences (although I’m still damn well trying to invent that invention). I’m just the guru of MY relationship. Besides, how else are we to relate to the world except through individual seasoning (even if mine’s pretty salty).
So here’s my salt:
I have no fear in my relationship. In my life involving my husband. I have no fear he will leave me or find another, and I have no fear I could find mine. I’m not fearful of being with him for the next 45 years and dieing together soaking each other’s dentures. I’m not fearful he will stay faithful to me for the rest of my life, or find that another’s passion will fulfill him. All the things that include love, that include sex, passion, desire, emotion, in all of these things, fear is not a factor. (Quick, say crack again….crack).
I’ve come to accept that I am frequently annoyed with straight people when it comes to their, sometimes, complete lack of understanding of homosexuality. Like most of you I have been asked questions such as, “but don’t you want to know what sex with a girl is like?” or my favorite, “how do you know you don’t like having sex with girls if you’ve never tried it.” It is through these stupid questions that I’ve been able to understand, although absolutely not accept, where gay bashings start from. There is sometimes such a lack of understanding, and a fear, that some people give themselves (wrongly) the okay to hurt other people – either physically or verbally.
Last weekend, I was over at my friends place for dinner where I was one of 5 gay men sitting around the dinner table. Alcohol had only just started flowing, food was plentiful and the conversation was polite and maybe even a little bit surface – we didn’t all know each other. My friend was talking about how his ex-boyfriend used to always hold his hand, no matter where they were, when I stated, “I love that. I like that he has the confidence to push people to accept him as opposed to worry that someone might not like it.” Suddenly, from across the table there was a response, “Well – I think that some gays should get bashed.” Ummm…WHAT?! There was a moment of dead silence, and a dreaded look all around the table, before I calmly replied, “It’s people like you who give straight people permission to bash us.”
Anyone that knows me, knows that at my core, cooking is comparable to certain sexual acts for me. The whole process of creating a meal from start to finish from scratch, especially something I’ve never undertaken, makes me a little leaky. I love cooking.
And I love television. I spend plenty enough time outdoors recreationally to justify my secret love for TV. And now, thanks to a little scamming (nothing leading to jail time), I now receive 200 channels, one of which I’ve been missing from my life. I didn’t know the Food Network could actually complete me as a person. I feel as if I was lost at sea, NO…adopted, and have finally met my birth parents. And they’re all friendly to the camera, have perfect hair and makeup, and every one of them cooks for me.
Now my budget’s being a little blown lately because, well, monkey see monkey do, but after just a short while I thought for anyone else that cooks out there, I would give you four shows that make me warm and runny on the inside, because EVERYONE should cook.
It is absolutely SHOCKING how many people I mention this name to, who have no idea who I’m talking about. This goddess is all busts and hips, and I fell in love with her the minute she put on a rubber glove to peel beets, and told me that the “matron will be gentle”. Nigella Lawson has made cooking sexy (speaking of warm and runny), and whether she has her hand in a chicken cavity, or is licking fresh whip cream off of her fingers, she always does it with a little heavy eyeliner and a wink. I’m not the biggest fan of british cooking, but when she says “delectable trifle”, she oozes heat with every syllable. Woof.
There’s nothing better than having a really good gay friend. Although I have been out for almost eight years, it is only in the last few that I’ve really found what it is to connect with another gay guy in a non-sexual way. Below is my list of best things I’ve learned through my gay friendships:
The Mark – Gossip is bad…but oh so good
We spend our days talking to other people and it’s just natural that we end up talking about others at points. Gay guys are great at getting people to talk to them – people love us and want to tell us their secrets. Maybe not always such a good idea…we’re sharers. When I was younger my friend Mark and I thrived on knowing all the good gossip. Since we’ve grown up I think we’re both quite a bit more careful with the information people share with us – but it’s still great to be in the know.
The post below is from my book. (Something every parent who has a child should read!) Excerpt from: “Love Won’t Let Me Be Silent” and also included in, “They Say That I Am Broken” by Terry Angel Mason.
Believe it or not, this statement has been heard in the ears of The Creator more times than you or I could ever imagine! It is the prayer of the desperate mother and father who fear that he or she has done something so wrong in rearing their child, until the outcome has been disastrous. Minutes go by, hours go by, and to the dismay of the parent(s), his or her petition has not been answered. Not a peep from Heaven, not even a whisper. But it never occurs to that mother or father that maybe the lack of a response to their desperate plea is an answer in itself.
Days go by, and a trillion questions fill the mind of that mother and father – with the most pressing questions being: What did I do wrong? Why is my child this way? What are my friends and relatives going to think? What are the people at church going to say? Does this mean my child will never marry someone of the opposite sex and I may never have grandchildren? Who’s going to carry on the family name? Did this happen because I was too overbearing as a mother? Did he turn out this way because he did not spend enough time with his father? And the list goes on. And of course for the mother and father who have deep religious convictions arises the ultimate question: “Will my child go to Hell because he or she is gay?”