I am a hell of a Woman, and I am a great catch, so stop expecting me to give you all before you prove your value. Something happened these days, with the availability of online dating that it feels like most men think that just because we are there at all, they don’t have to offer anything and should be given everything, at the ask of a phone number.

No. I am a hell of a woman, prove to me you are better than my solitude, and you shall receive my divine contact number.

I am not a perfect twenty-year-old body anymore. Instead, I am a goddess at the height of their power, a 48 year-old stepping into power, and very well put together.
I have the wisdom and experience to carry my baggage with lightness and grace.
I am productive within world chaos and can keep my bearings inside personal storms. I am intelligent and independent, and although I am not rich, there is a good chance fortune will find me some day, or not. What I already have is quality of life enough. I have a mission, and I know where I am going in life, and what I want from it, which is way above average.
Other than chocolate and coffee I don’t have other vices.
I’m reasonably sane and intensely heterosexual, and understand that for most men that might be a detractor, also I’m also intensely honest, painfully so.
I can cook, I can write, I can dance, really.
As modern philosopher Joey Tribbiani would say “what’s not to like it?”
On top of all, my Kundalini, is not a puppy dog, it’s a Goddess Dragon, mature, fully grown, awakened after a long hibernation, into new golden skin, free of yearnings and false hopes, expectations, and need for validation.
When the dragon stretches her wings and soars, the fire consumes and burns… my sexual energy is vital and pure.
In the past, when people asked me “but why are you single for so long?” a great sadness would settle on my shoulders, as if it was my failure to secure the elusive eligible bachelor, and I hadn’t been up to the task.
Now the dragon laughs “because, the knight deserving of the treasure hasn’t come along in this time!” They come, and they want to plunder. They want the gold, like thieves in the night. They forgot about honour, and value, and proving themselves.
I have kindness in my heart, and so much love ready to be offered, like piles and piles of precious stones and a hall of treasures, to the one that breaks the spell. All he needs, is to be worthy.