This is a new work in progress, The Manifesting Love Club. Four friends. All single. Some looking for love. Some not. Join these ladies as they take their friendship into a new direction, to manifest love.
Earlier, Heather introduced her idea of affirmations to manifest love. The friends are working on their lists of what they want in a man. Today we see what’s on Heather’s list for her perfect man.
This week we’re writing to the prompt ‘purple’.
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Heather pulled a paper from the folder in front of her and started reciting her aspirations without glancing at the list. “My dream man needs to have a healthy and holistic spirit…someone who understands a zen life. If he doesn’t practice yoga or meditation, he has to at least understand how important it is to me and will support me in the time I spend on those activities.”
She paused and looked down at the paper in front of her for the first time. “He needs to be intelligent too…not a woohoo looney tune. Not a new-agey guy drifting along in some other consciousness. He needs to have a good job. If it’s related to my interior design business, even better. Like an architect or contractor.”
“Maybe another interior designer?” Corecia suggested.
“Get real, Corecia. Any males in my field are not usually interested in my gender.”
The ladies laughed in acknowledgment and Juliette raised a hand high in the air. “I know what you mean. Do you know how many guys I meet in the fashion field that make great best friends, but are definitely not boyfriend material? For any of us anyways.”
When the laughter quieted down, Heather continued with her thoughts about what she wanted in a man. “I definitely do not want anyone with a hateful or spiteful soul. They need to be loving and compassionate. I want someone who tries to minimize the drama and negativity in their own life. Someone who loves for me who am I…” Her hands made a sweeping motion across her chest. “…and who doesn’t care that I don’t come equipped with the typical female anatomy, compliments of my bout with the big C.”
The faces around the table welled up with tears at the memories of Heather’s battle with breast cancer. More than once they thought that she wouldn’t make it through and that their friend would end up as a statistic. Although Heather appeared to be mild mannered and easy going, she fought back with an inner strength and resilience that surprised everyone. She didn’t survive unscathed, but Heather considered losing both breasts a small price to pay to keep her life.
Heather glanced up and noticed a small tear starting to trickle down Tracey’s cheek. Wanting to lighten the mood and not have the evening lapse into a poor-Heather-rendition, she grinned and added one more requirement. “And last but not least…he’s got to like my favorite color, because it will be all over the house.”
“Purple!” her friends called in unison. Everyone looked around the kitchen with its cabinets slathered in periwinkle paint and the centerpiece of the room – a stunning custom stained glass window, all in varying shades of the owner’s preference. The living room was a sea of vibrant jewel tones of boysenberry, hyacinth and grape and they knew from previous visits that Heather’s bedroom was awash in soothing lavenders and lilacs.
No, there was no disputing this lovely ladies favorite hue. What her friends each secretly worried about was how she was going to find a man that liked to live with that much purple in his home.
But, Heather’s ploy to distract her friends worked. They chattered on, forgetting the direction that the conversation had almost wandered, until Heather finally cleared her throat and got their attention once again. “We’ve heard what Corecia, Juliette and I all want in a man. We need to hear what Tracey wants…” She held her palm up to stop Tracey before she could protest. “…not what she wants, because we all know she’s not looking. But what qualities she thinks is important in a spouse or a partner.”