What feeds your soul?

Being with my children
Riding my horse
My New Job
Knowing that all the hard work I'm going through now will pay off in the end and that I'll be able to start my life again...
 
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my kids
the smile from my wife
running in the woods whether hunting, or just being there. wandering there.
remembrance of the best kiss of my life from a beautiful woman.
 
My imagination. Being able to wander away from the troubles of reality and mentally play out my fantasies, erotic and otherwise, is what keeps me going.

As for what fuels that, it can be anything - hearing two people talking about a subject, music, videos, websites, news articles...opening myself up to emotions I can't normally tap into in my normal life. That, beyond anything else I think, helps me feel alive.
 
Having a hard time finding a lil soul feeding these days. I guess for me, now in this moment, it's seeing those lil things in life - that somehow make it all worthwhile :

my children's smiles

a strong cuppa coffee first thing in the morning,
that brings that feeling of relaxation upon the first sippa

a long bubble bath, where I can float away
into what used to be, before life got so hectic


candles, always seem to bring serenity
and calmness to this tired and weary soul


a poem I can get lost in ....


words, wrapping around my mind
and playing games with my thoughts ...


I guess it really comes down to
whatever relaxes me these days, jus' me ~~


have a great one ~~ :rose:
 
My spouse.

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. :rose:

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?

:rose:

S.
 
time by myself
learning something new
laughing until i cry
looking at my husband and falling in love all over again
 
Being in the mountains...cool forests, lush meadows...green everywhere! My soul sighs in relief whenever I am there. Especially if it has been a very long time between visits...I feel parched for the sight of them.
 
Books
Movies
Music
Poetry
Being free to do whatever I want
Taking walks on a December morning
Sitting alone in a cafe, enjoying a moccacino
Daydreaming
Crying my eyes out every now and then
Joking around with my family
Cooking for my friends
Helping someone out
But more than anything, being loved and in love.
:rose:
 
Music above all
Mental challenges (intelligent conversations, interesting articles, etc.)
Laughter:D
Erotica;)
 
I check that list every now and then, for six months there has been nothing, but now for the last four days, there has been something.
I can't stop smiling.
I can't stop being scared.
I can't stop being sorry.
I want to try again.
I don't know if my mind is better enough.
I'm still smiling.
 
Color

Maganese blue, cadnium red deep, indian yellow, oil paint, the smell and texture the way it glistens on gessoed canvas, silk on the brush a kiss from your lover on newly shaved skin.
 
Music. Literature. Looking into his eyes as he fucks me slow and deep. Walks in beautiful landscapes.
 
Not much these days.. I'm feeling a little down.
It used to be painting, drawing, sketching...
and music, oh how I love music. I guess it still is these things but
work is getting to me, I'm under a lot of stres and then at home no one sees me these days.
Ooh.. whining I hate it... back on topic

Shooting stars! Did you know it's the Perseid meteor shower this month? That freakin rocks! Nothing like shooting stars!
 
Food for my Soul

I am an entertainer.

Writing fiction, telling jokes, singing (badly), playing music (mostly from my computer/electronics), or just being a clown, I entertain.

Sure, its only one of my 'facets', but its the one that I exploit the most. Hell, I'm writing erotic fiction for you guys! *Grins* I love to see people laugh, or at least tell me how they enjoyed my works - even if it isn't good, I've had people piss themselves laughing at a lame joke or something, but the entertainment value is just as good.

The thought of making someone else happy... that I've just made their life that little bit more enjoyable, that I've just given them some memories to share... that's what really feeds my soul. But getting some laughs out of it myself just adds on to that.

Also, Quotes. Smart, snarky, thought provoking, witty, famous or simply funny. They are the ammunition of my war against boredom.

Of course, intimacy with others - not always sexual - is also great. Its sharing and confirming a bond of friendship/brotherhood/family/love that allows another and I to be able to share a moment like that... when I think about it later, its another thing which feeds my soul.
 
Above all, music.

There's nothing better to feed an emotion or state of being other than music. And I'm not talking about Lady Gaga or Green Day... I said "music", not "mainstream nonsense".

Something where the lyrics don't back the instruments, but where the instruments back the lyrics.

Some good examples are Led Zeppelin, Nirvana, Pagoda, Dylan, RHCP, Beethoven, Mozart, Bach... bref, whatever can reach into me and amplify, externalize even explain what I'm feeling.


Otherwise, from sunset to sunrise, nocturnality and starlight feed my soul. Staying up till 3 in the morning reflecting, watching a cloudless, unabscured, starlit sky, listening to music, or taking a long walk, or even just going to a park and doing nothing... at night. Just living, breathing, being.


Someone said "watching her sleep". I agree... wouldn't trade that for a million of anything...

Music and Night feed my soul... sometimes, however, it's not enough...
 
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