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MariaOffline
Woman. 51 years old. Zodiac sign: Pisces.
Looking for: man. In age: 31-51
Hi! My name is Maria. I am never married other native american woman without kids from Coral Springs, Florida, United States. Now I'm looking for new relationships. I want to meet a man, love of my life.
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DeirdreOnline
Woman. 64 years old. Zodiac sign: Aries.
Looking for: man. In age: 54-74
Love being outside when the weather is beautiful. Love to dig in the dirt and (try to) garden--get my hands dirty. Ride bike. I hopefully will spend a lot of time at the pool this summer with the kids I nanny. Four of them 8,7,6, & 1&1/2. Try watching that many kids if you aren't a young 62! LOL.I love to visit with friends. There is a large group of us & we call ourselves the "Group B Group". We celebrate Birthdays, go to plays, movies, concerts, play cards (Hearts and ***mostly) but we especially get together and watch the Vikings during the season. I also hang out with my friend Cathy at Caribou when there is time. Then there's Maya, Candace, Jennifer, my daughter Chara etc. I am very outgoing and social. I am the Adult Social Ministry leader at my church because of my "effervesent personality". At least that is how I was introduced at the annual meeting. :-) I attend a non-traditional Christian church called Unity South in Bloomington. It can be found on line and on *** is a spiritual church, positive and a way of life--which is in this very moment. The Rev. says we are not "New Age", rather "Seekers of Truth". We meditate and that is our communion with God. I also meditate with a group and at home.I love to swing dance--haven't been in way to long. I love eating out, eating in, --try to eat healthily-- live theatre and movies. The music I like from the 60's like Moody Blues, Jethro Tull ***. I also like some Jazz, Classical, and Meditation music. I have been a healer for as long as I can remember. Nurse for 30 years. Now into Pranic (energy) healing through God, of course. I just completed a series of classes titled "Christian Healing." I plan to continue what I believe are my 3 reasons for being here at this time: "To heal, to teach-children-, and to bring joy into peoples lives." I already am a very happy person just would like to share the rest of these precious moments here on earth with a special someONE.Thanks for taking the time to read this.Coffee? Walk? Meditate. Dance. Many possibilities We could decide together over the phone, or via ***
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RevaOnline
Woman. 60 years old. Zodiac sign: Sagittarius.
Looking for: man. In age: 50-70
I imagine I am a lot like you and never expected to find myself single at this age but I'm making the best of each of day and strive to live life to the fullest. Life is good but I'd really like to have someone to share it with.I strive to accept people "as is" not as a project for me to develop....but I am also very supportive of a partner's goals and believe part of loving someone is supporting them in their efforts to do what's best, even if it is not best for you.Like you, I understand want and need and believe I have spent years post divorce reflecting on what I want, need and have.I have some baggage but it's checked in a bag I leave by the door, after all, who really gets through life without any. If you have children, great, so do I and I'd welcome yours with open arms. When I was a child, I dreamed I would become a good woman with open arms and a strong heart. I wanted hands like my mother's and brown eyes. I admired women of a certain age, their beauty from a life well-lived, their faces full of character, their eyes graced with laugh lines. I wished for someone to be in love with me, who wrote messages out on bits of ripped paper, holding them up to me one phrase at a time. ...I miss you / I love you, simple words from the heart.When I was a young woman, I dreamed I would find a good man, with steady hands and a face carved by mountain winds. I dreamed I would bake him bread and he would take me to the country to live... raise cabbages and goats and carry sleepy-eyed children off to bed after an evening of chasing fireflies and we'd live happily ever after. Years passed as they always do. Dreams changed – only a few came true.When I was a middle-aged woman, I dreamed I would be a good woman, soothing the world with a bowl of soup and a hug for those who have no one to hug them back. I dreamed I'd find a man more precious than gold, not on a bicycle on some quiet back road or sitting in the park savoring the cherry blossoms, but in springtime.I often thought I might find him in a coffee shop, perhaps he'd be drinking hot chocolate and I'd see his face reflected in my coffee and we'd talk for hours, hours that turned into days where we would understand, finally, the weight of human hearts and just how fragile they can be. Perhaps we'd find a place to live and lounge all day in jeans and sweatshirts, eating cold plums and listening to music....or drinking German beer while I listen to his tales of where he has been, his hands waving and me leaning far forward, watching his face and the way his history and words roll off his tongue.Perhaps share a bottle of wine on stormy nights listening to the crickets chirping as the evening rolled in or perhaps morning would arrive and we'd share coffee wrapped in old blankets watching the sun come up.And certainly the passing years would have taught us that no matter how bad the day that we would always come together in the night and become whole again.I hold these dreams with clenched fists but love with an open hand and open heart, for I know no other way.I still dream dreams filled with wants and needs but they are more vivid now and I feel the lack in my life so clearly.My life and the rooms in it, are often lit only by candles, I see my silhouette in the window – measuring the passing of time by the changing of seasons, Waiting, waiting,waiting.My hands wear his absence -the absence of a man I have yet to meet.I fall asleep reading Pablo by candlelight and listening to the sounds of a cello.In my dreams my thoughts are restless, there are no uttered words, no known languages, no poetry even. There is no urgency, only the sense that I will wait a lifetime if need be. In my dreams I am learning to process this, learning to let it settle upon my skin like warm breath in the middle of the night.I am a work in progress.I take not one minute for granted, I sleep with the hope I find another day.You can never go wrong with simple pleasures such as a cup of coffee, a glass of wine, or an art show. I even like hardware stores and love bookstores.