Love Bucket: 7 Rings of Desire
Sunday, November 20th, 2011 Posted in 7 Rings of Desire, Love Bucket, SEX | No Comments »When You are in Charge of Your Desire It Leads to Greater Pleasure!
Love Bucket® 7 Rings of Desire®
The 7 Rings of Desire of the Love Bucket identify they types of desire a woman wants.
And one of those is sex. As a sexual being, you are the only individual who knows what you desire, want, and need.
While you may request, employ, implore, beg, whine, tease, tell, teach, or demand that another person satisfy you sexually, ultimately you are the one responsible for communicating your desires that lead to your own satisfaction.
If you are fortunate enough to have an engaging partner with an inherent ability to tap into what, when, and how you want it without your input it would be fabulous, but the reality is that your partner can only pleasure you they way you desire if you show and tell them how you want to be pleased.
So, being in charge of your desire means that you can engage in a fun conversation with what type of touch, depth of pressure, where you desire that touch, and how often you want that touch as a means of exploring your own desire.
Now, if you having trouble communicating your desires, you are not alone!
There is help out there to assist you in finding the right words to tell your partner what you want. The Love Linguist® can help!
If you can do this on your own, then go for it now!
Sherrie Rose
The Love Linguist
Dedicated to Enhancing Your Love and S*X Life!
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Love Bucket Engagements, Weddings and Lovematism!
Monday, November 14th, 2011 Posted in Dating, Mating, Relating, Love Bucket, Lovematism | No Comments »Love Bucket Engagements, Weddings and Lovematism!
We can share our love with friends and family. The wedding and marriage of Melanie and Michael has received many comments and the couple is showered with love. May they experience the deep bond of lovematism.
Weddings aren’t the only big relationship activity of the day. Engagements get top-billing on facebook. The red heart shows prominently on the profile as the name of the fiancé and fiancée is now clearly attached together.
LOVE IS IN THE AIR!!!
Even Google got in on the action alerting this post “Love Bucket Engagements, Weddings and Lovematism!” Share the Love!
11/11/11 Fills the Love Bucket with a Marriage Proposal
Friday, November 11th, 2011 Posted in 7 Rings of Desire, Dating, Mating, Relating, Love Bucket, Lovematism, Romance | No Comments »11/11/11 Fills the Love Bucket – Daniel Proposes to Estella at 11:11 and she says “YES!” Beautiful Marriage Proposal
The excitement of sharing your news is broadcast in public (one of the considerations of the love bucket) on social media. Immediately responses and congratulations pour in to support the happy couple on they way towards matrimony.
The Love Linguist wishes the happy couple much lovematism, excitement and happiness together!
Best Wishes, 
Sherrie Rose
The Love Linguist
Dedicated to Enhancing Your Love and S*X Life!
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Love, Anniversaries, Gays Filling the Love Bucket
Wednesday, November 2nd, 2011 Posted in Love Bucket, Romance | No Comments »
Love, Anniversaries, Marriage Institution and The Love Bucket
Robert Scoble writes on Google Plus: I love this graphic. By the way, on this topic, today we’re celebrating completing the ninth year that +Maryam Scoble decided to stay with me. She’s the best.
I can’t wait until everyone who wants to get married can do so. It’s ridiculous that people who love each other can’t get married.
Steven Hodson originally shared this post:
two words……
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Not to much to add to this one.
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Now when I see a public post about an anniversary, I am going to add it to the Love Bucket Blog.
Public is one of the considerations. Making a public announcement about the state of your love union is a gutsy move. It is easy to make the engagement announcement and there have been several on the Love Bucket Blog. Robert has almost made it to what the state terms a long-term marriage: 10 years. That is a milestone and I trust they will be celebrating in fine style. Robert and your lovely wife Maryam, CONGRATULATIONS!
Best Wishes,
Sherrie Rose
The Love Linguist
Dedicated to Enhancing Your Love and S*X Life!
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Love: Steve Job’s Supreme Virtue (Fills The Love Bucket)
Sunday, October 30th, 2011 Posted in Heart, Love Bucket | No Comments »
Love was Steve Job’s supreme virtue, his god of gods.
Steve was like a girl in the amount of time he spent talking about love. Love was his supreme virtue, his god of gods. He tracked and worried about the romantic lives of the people working with him.
| This is written by Steve Job’s sister as posted in the New York Times on October 30th. It is part of her eulogy given on October 16 at Stanford University.
http://www.nytimes.com/2011/10/30/opinion/mona-simpsons-eulogy-for-steve-jobs.html |
Whenever he saw a man he thought a woman might find dashing, he called out, “Hey are you single? Do you wanna come to dinner with my sister?”
I remember when he phoned the day he met Laurene. “There’s this beautiful woman and she’s really smart and she has this dog and I’m going to marry her.”
When Reed was born, he began gushing and never stopped. He was a physical dad, with each of his children. He fretted over Lisa’s boyfriends and Erin’s travel and skirt lengths and Eve’s safety around the horses she adored.
None of us who attended Reed’s graduation party will ever forget the scene of Reed and Steve slow dancing.
His abiding love for Laurene sustained him. He believed that love happened all the time, everywhere. In that most important way, Steve was never ironic, never cynical, never pessimistic. I try to learn from that, still.
… He treasured happiness.
…And every time his wife walked into the room, I watched his smile remake itself on his face.
I remember my brother learning to walk again, with a chair. After his liver transplant, once a day he would get up on legs that seemed too thin to bear him, arms pitched to the chair back. He’d push that chair down the Memphis hospital corridor towards the nursing station and then he’d sit down on the chair, rest, turn around and walk back again. He counted his steps and, each day, pressed a little farther.
Laurene got down on her knees and looked into his eyes.
“You can do this, Steve,” she said. His eyes widened. His lips pressed into each other.
He tried. He always, always tried, and always with love at the core of that effort. He was an intensely emotional man.
I realized during that terrifying time that Steve was not enduring the pain for himself. He set destinations: his son Reed’s graduation from high school, his daughter Erin’s trip to Kyoto, the launching of a boat he was building on which he planned to take his family around the world and where he hoped he and Laurene would someday retire.
What I learned from my brother’s death was that character is essential: What he was, was how he died.
Tuesday morning, he called me to ask me to hurry up to Palo Alto. His tone was affectionate, dear, loving, but like someone whose luggage was already strapped onto the vehicle, who was already on the beginning of his journey, even as he was sorry, truly deeply sorry, to be leaving us.
He started his farewell and I stopped him. I said, “Wait. I’m coming. I’m in a taxi to the airport. I’ll be there.”
“I’m telling you now because I’m afraid you won’t make it on time, honey.”
When I arrived, he and his Laurene were joking together like partners who’d lived and worked together every day of their lives. He looked into his children’s eyes as if he couldn’t unlock his gaze.
Until about 2 in the afternoon, his wife could rouse him, to talk to his friends from Apple.
Then, after awhile, it was clear that he would no longer wake to us.
His breathing changed. It became severe, deliberate, purposeful. I could feel him counting his steps again, pushing farther than before.
This is what I learned: he was working at this, too. Death didn’t happen to Steve, he achieved it.
He told me, when he was saying goodbye and telling me he was sorry, so sorry we wouldn’t be able to be old together as we’d always planned, that he was going to a better place.
Dr. Fischer gave him a 50/50 chance of making it through the night.
He made it through the night, Laurene next to him on the bed sometimes jerked up when there was a longer pause between his breaths. She and I looked at each other, then he would heave a deep breath and begin again.
This had to be done. Even now, he had a stern, still handsome profile, the profile of an absolutist, a romantic. His breath indicated an arduous journey, some steep path, altitude.
He seemed to be climbing.
But with that will, that work ethic, that strength, there was also sweet Steve’s capacity for wonderment, the artist’s belief in the ideal, the still more beautiful later.
Steve’s final words, hours earlier, were monosyllables, repeated three times.
Before embarking, he’d looked at his sister Patty, then for a long time at his children, then at his life’s partner, Laurene, and then over their shoulders past them.
Steve’s final words were:
OH WOW. OH WOW. OH WOW.
Previous posts on Steve Jobs on the Love Bucket Blog:
http://lovebucketblog.com/1967/the-love-bucket-is-a-little-emptier-with-the-loss-of-steve-jobs/
http://lovebucketblog.com/1987/love-bucket-consideration-private-the-love-between-steve-and-laurene-jobs/
“If you haven’t found it yet, keep looking. Don’t settle. As with all matters of the heart, you’ll know when you find it. And, like any great relationship, it just gets better and better as the years roll on.”
— Steve Jobs
