Lately I have been reflecting a lot on the choices I've made over the years regarding relationships. I am trying to identify patterns so that I can get to the bottom of them, and not repeat the negative ones that just haven't worked out for me.
I noticed one very interesting theme that emerged in this reflection. I am attracted to and date "Great" guys. By great I mean highly educated, articulate, multi-talented, socially conscious, artistically sensible, intellectually stimulating, "go-getter" type of men. The kind that are going to change the world someday. (Gosh, I'm gettin hot just thinking about the revolution!)
Lately though, I have been wondering if that is my problem. Greatness, I am coming to find out, comes at a great cost, and nothing has made that truth more palpable than John Edwards' marital infidelity. When the news broke that Edwards' affair had been confirmed once and for all I was really shocked and saddened. Edwards seemed like the type of guy who just wouldn't do that. To me, (even though he wasn't my top pick) he seemed like a genuinely sincere guy who loved his wife in a way that wouldn't make him stray, especially when she was going through cancer treatment.
But in a recent statement Edwards admitted that the campaigning went to his head and he began to think that he was "special." He said that feeling contributed to a massively inflated ego and extreme narcissism-all characteristics I find (down the road) in the "great" guys I date (give or take a few.) I admire Edwards' admission of such character flaws, but he sure seems like his guilt and shame are a result of getting caught more so than doing the deed.
Of course John Edwards is hardly the "greatest" man we know, but think of all the other men who were much greater who had secret lives plagued with infidelity, dishonesty, broken promises and more. (As I began to think of names, I realized they were all presidents or politicians, or entertainers!-Interesting)
It may be that those who reside in roles of civic duty, clergy, or other "great" professions are under a closer microscope and endure far more unrelenting scrutiny, but I wonder.
Then I started thinking about the antithesis to "greatness" which I concluded was "simplicity." To me, simplicity is a combination of contentment, humility, existence without excessive drive, quiet wisdom, stillness, and depth. I started to wonder if any of the men I have ever dated were marked with simple lives. I searched my memory over and over, and I got nothing! Not one guy fit this description. I know men who strive for simplicity and I admire them a great deal. Most of them are professors I work with. The are gentle, meek, but not pushovers by any means. They aren't too flashy, they don't drive expensive cars, but they speak with great respect when they bring up their wives and children in conversation. They are not consumed with machismo or sensitive egos. The are just thoughtful, unassuming, men who may not get your attention at first glance, but truly captivate when they reveal their hearts.
Is this the mistake I've been making all these years? In my pursuit of greatness have I overlooked the value of simplicity?
There is a man who delivers my mail every day. Every day he comes in at 9:30am. He sets the mail bags on my counter and says, "Good morning Danielle." I say good morning back. He is married with one son and occasionally he brings his son (who is about 16) to work with him, just for the heck of it. There is nothing visually sensational about this guy. I am sure there isn't much else that is sensational about him to be honest. But everyday he stops and has a brief conversation about the weather, current events, or his weekend plans with his wife, and through our interactions I can tell that he has mastered the art of living simply not because he is boring or anything like that, but because he takes time to invest in the things about life that really matter, the things that usually appear to be not so "great." Yesterday while he brought his son by, he passed on wise words by explaining to his son that my office always has the best candy. His son grabbed a starburst from my candy dish,looked at his dad proudly and said, "Cool."
My new relationship goal is to focus on the simpler things, and men who do the same. This is going to be hard for me. Just last night I completely fell in love with a stranger at the grocery store who was completely covered in tattoos. He was so hot I couldn't take it, but nothing about him said "simplicity." He looked like someone whose "greatness" attributes made him a great artist, or singer, or a great "bad boy," but I wasn't getting a "content and unassuming" vibe from him at all what so ever!
I think a good way to tell if a person does not lead a life of simplicity may be to look at a person's career path. In my estimation folks who are "great" in terms of the responsibility, power, prestige, hours devoted to their work, and type of skills/training it takes to succeed, have a greater potential to be brought down by their own ego, narcissism, and vices, and thus have a greater likelihood for bringing others down with them.
This is all speculation gathered from my own reflections, but what do you think?
If you HAD to choose between Larry the mail guy and John Edwards who would you choose?



















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Login or register to post a commentA Different Type of Man
My sister once told me that I end of with losers because I tend to be attracted to the same type of guy. That was back in 1997. I used to think about that comment all the time and I actually used to sit and think how could I find a different type of man when I know what I liked and I liked what I saw.
As I began to analyze the guys I dated the only similarity was that they were FINE, looked GREAT and was handsome as ever. I never looked for greatness or simplicity it was all basically based on looks. If I set my mind to it, I would date him no matter what it took I knew I could get with them. And it happened and of course it always led to heartache and a wet ass. But of course the wet ass was the great part but not the heartache.
I always prayed that God would send the man of my dreams my way....but was I ready for Mr. Right or Mr. Right Now. One of my problems was that I was color struck, I only dated light skinned brothers because dark skinned guys just didn't spark my attention. That was one of my problems. My second problem was his looks, now I am not at all saying that he can be hard on the eyes. I am just saying that looks are not everything. I prayed for a guy that loved the Lord but I wasn't even going to church to find a Godly man. I was hanging out at the daiquiri shops and clubs and that's the men I attracted.
Once I got a little older and kept analyzing what my sister was trying to say to me I started dating guys that I normally wouldn't date.....dark skinned guys, guys who wasn't FINE but had a good head on his shoulder and so forth. Then the heartache stopped....well for me at least cause then the tables were turned and I guess I was breaking their hearts because I knew right away if he was who I wanted to spend the rest of my life with or not.
I guess I would say finding the right man is like buying a house...you know its your house when you walk in it because it just feel so right. Well you will know your man when he comes into your life because it will just feel so right.
Now I am married to the man of my dreams....check this out. He is dark, self-employed, FINE, muscular, every woman's dream but most importantly he Loves the Lord, he's a musician at the church, filled with the Holy Ghost, and Saved. Now that is an answered prayer!
So Beautymark I will have to go with simplicity.
Nicole E. Porter
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My Flava
I used to have a type and then it progressed to a flava. I like what tastes good to me and what feels good to me and what makes me feel good. Pretty much.
I have dated the tall guys, light skinned brothas, the short, light brown eyes, Hard body, White collar, blue collar, Black, American, Trinidadian, Barbadian, Jamaican, French, Romanian, Italian, Philipino, Irish ... and it all came down to me, needing the following:
- An amazing kisser & passionate lover (with hopefully a size 7 1/2 or greater circumcised penis)
- An ambitious and independently driven person
- Someone who cares about their health
- Someone who makes me laugh
- Someone who likes adventure, travel and dining out
- Who will respect me and think of my time with him as a blessing (since i can choose to spend my time with someone else)
- Someone who believes in "A" God - I don't care which one
- Someone who accepts me the way I am knowing that I will fuck up, I will test him and I may just push all his buttons to send his hard drive crazy - but see through all of it, and still be there.
xoxo Anje
"I'm selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle, but if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best" -
Marilyn Monroe