I see you over there in that perfectly beaming bod’ of yours. I see you as an engagingly witty, wildly hot, dashingly intelligent being and I’m tryin’ to talk you. I want yo’ digits. There’s no ‘Call Me Maybe’ here; I will call. Because yes, I’m really that into you. You’re an intriguing, radiant, totally deserving force and I dig that…big time.
Check one. But make it ‘Yes’…’cause I REALLY like you.
Your dreams want you.
What a lustrous message, no? How decadent to have something want you so vehemently. Something that wants you so much, it becomes a NEED. Your dreams need you. Your dreams love you. Think for a minute about your dreams. What are they? Why do you want them? We often think about our dreams in terms of how we came to them, but flip that and focus on how your dreams came to you. Your dreams chose you because they think you’re the best thing around. You’re the one being that can make their dreams (of being yours) come true. You are a powerful one, love.
Now how’s that for a hot and steamy shift in perception??