Last installment of the Dave romance...beginning!

This is my last post about the Dave romance.
Don't worry - it's all going very well thank you - it's just that I am about to leave for Ecuador on Wednesday and want to get back to writing about the theme of the book.. I just took a little romantic detour, that's all!

And there are a lot of you secret blog readers out there it seems, who want more of Dave's point of view!
So here is the rest...if it doesn't touch your heart then I don't know what would!

another deep breath from me..

Dave writes:

The Group...
My move? Really? She actually granted that kind of licence? Amazing. I played it cool and suggested a few openings in my schedule and played it brave and mentioned my plan to go to Wilbur Hot Springs for a soak later in the week.

Her response was a very clear invitation to join her Yoga Circle held every Tuesday night and to see her in action. I was honored and really wanted to come and it just seemed like the right thing to do. I inquired about what to say to the "how do you know Julia" question which had already been thrown at me on Massage Night by an arriving friend who needed comfort. She answered with integrity. "Just tell them we have had a couple dates". Simple. In the mean time our email chats flowed.


I arrived to her Tuesday group not knowing what to expect and also knowing it was the perfect place for me. She greeted me warmly and I figured out right away that she wasn't going to hide the fact that she liked me in front of her friends and clients. This is really such an honoring thing for a new person in someone's radar and I was overjoyed. The group was dynamic and amazing and I soaked it up. She's a great teacher and leader and I would be a fool not to recognize that she was now my teacher.

Can I date my teacher? Sure. Of course. I need great teachers and can separate the two. It's not like some Van Halen song or teen boy fantasy. I just think a man has to recognize the idea that a woman who needs to be honored in her majesty can be without the man's loss of ego. This is really one of those things I don't get. Julia Tindall is damn good at what she does and I could learn from that. Romantic possibilites inside, aside, upside down, this is a truth.


Maybe she knew it and maybe she just did it, but Julia did two things to seal the deal with me on that particular point. First, as the group got into circle, she made a place for me right next to her. As a new guest, I felt welcomed. As a potential "man", I felt special. My energy soared. Second, after the final Om's, she came and sat next to me and put her arm around me. I had seen her be affectionate with others, but in this instance, it was more than that. She claimed me. Marked her territory. Showed everyone in the room that I was important to her. My fragile male ego drew immediate strength from this. I was to be counted. I mattered. And I'll tell you, that, ladies, is how to win a man. Win. Win. Win. I was high as Everest Base Camp in that moment and "warm glow" just doesn't cut it for explanations. I spent time meeting and talking with others and as this happened, I always felt her eyes on me. Checking on me. She would breeze by and touch me. Perfection.


As people left, she made sure that I knew I was to stay and once the last person closed the door we fell, nay we nearly leapt onto her Magic Couch and melted into each other's arms. Moments later our lips found what I knew I desired (and as it turns out so did she) and I was kissed the kiss of a lifetime. Just writing about it turns me into a shivering yarn ball of nerve endings. That kiss, the most perfect of my 45 years on the human stage was so very potent in meaning and depth that whatever pain I had over relationships past went headlong into the void never to be returned. My friend, if you are reading this and have not been healed by a kiss, I feel for you. It can not be better.


There were words exchanged. Some fool effort to try to get me to see her flaws. I was having none of it. The Divine will tell of what I an not to judge, not her. And we kissed, for hours that night, well into the wee predawn of the following morning and I knew then that regardless of how or what the future were to bring, my life had just changed. Forever. It's not a sappy Fabio covered book. It's the ultimate desire of my heart to have real and spectacular romance.


Here, with this small woman of gigantic power it came when least expected and most needed.