My life is a miracle.
I’m going to try to articulate this in the best way possible.
Tamara told me that I shouldn’t write about this because it’s too spooky but oh well.
Just last night she and I were on the phone and we were talking about the email she sent to me and my response to it.
She said, “Let’s try an experiment. We both know that when you meet a man and you sleep with him, you lose all interest in him immediately.”
“That’s true.”
“Ok, next time you meet a man and you are attracted to him, don’t sleep with him. I want to see if you can be attracted to a man, if the attraction can get to the point where you really want him.”
“Want him for what?”
“Want him for no specific reason, just want him, and I’m not just talking about sexually.”
“Want him for no specific reason? Wow.”
“Yeah, there’s this feeling that you get when you meet a man and the tension builds up because you are attracted to him and you are around him but you don’t do anything about it.”
“Well, I’m gonna have to deliberately manifest a man to be attracted to because I am never attracted to men that I just meet. I usually just choose from the men who are attracted to me.”
“Just try it and see what happens.”
“I don’t know Prince,” I say. “I’m rarely attracted to men like that cuz I don’t base attraction on looks.”
For the rest of the night I’m feeling restless. I just feel like I need to go out somewhere. I don’t want to have men all up in my face so I don’t want to go out by myself. Hmm.. Who can I call?
Mr. Angel In a White Tee has done a 12 hour shift so I told him to go home and get some rest. None of the other men I talk to live in Miami. Hmmm…
I know! I’ll call my friend Cleve. He’s a really nice guy who doesn’t try to sleep with me and we always have fun together.
I call Cleve up and ask if he minds having some company. Of course he says he’s down and he picks me up to go to his house. On the way over there I’m telling him about my new challenge. “The next man I meet that I’m attracted to, I won’t sleep with him,” I say.
He raises his eyebrow and says, “And the next woman that I meet and she tries to sleep with me, I’m going to tell her no, I’m not ready.” he laughs as we walk into his apartment.
This is my first time going to his place. We usually go out or he comes over to see me. We sit down, turn on the TV and I take out my dinner to eat. I hear a strange sound and I look around.
“What’s that?” I ask him.
“Oh…That’s the door.”
When he answers the door I hear him say, “What’s up dawg? Come on in.”
He walks back in and a man follows close behind him.
“This is my brother,” Cleve says to me and I rise to shake his hand.
“I’ve met your brother and this is NOT your brother,” I counter.
“He’s my brother,” Cleve says.
I take a long look at this man. He’s about 6 feet tall, pale skin and handsome as hell. His voice is so deep and sexy.
Damn! I sit down uncomfortably and continue my meal as they talk.
I’m feeling weird. I feel nervous. What the hell is wrong with me? We all sit and talk and have a beer as we attempt to watch a bad movie. We’re having fun and we’re laughing and I’m enjoying myself.
“Well,” Cleve’s brother says. “It’s time for me to make a move. I’m going to meet these fools up the street.”
He rises, gives Cleve a pound and a hug and then walks over to me and offers his hand.
“It was very nice meeting you,” he says. “By the way, you have beautiful eyes.”
I giggle.
He leaves. When Cleve walks back in, I’m like, “How the hell is he your brother?!”
“My Daddy has children from all these different women,” He begins. “And we all know each other. We’re brothers.”
“What is he? Is she white?”
“His Mama is white, so he’s half.”
“Damn, he was fine!”
Cleve laughs. “You want me to give him your number?”
“NO!”
Cleve looks confused. “So you say you liked him, he’s single and you’re single. Why can’t I give him your number?”
“Don’t do that! Don’t even mention it to him.”
He sighs and says, “OK Tee.”
When I get back home I immediately call Tamara and tell her what happened. “I NEVER meet men I’m attracted to up front,” I say. “The last time this happened, it was The Prez.”
“I know! This is spooky, Tee. We JUST talked about manifesting this a few hours ago. I didn’t expect you to meet someone TONIGHT. That’s crazy! Well, let’s use him as the object of our experiment then,” Tamara says. “I wonder if you can continue to be attracted to him if you get to know him and don’t sleep with him. I’ve never seen you be attracted to anybody other than your fantasy crushes.”
“But what about The Prez?” I ask her.
“Yes, you MET him and you were around him sporadically but you didn’t really get to KNOW his personality. You were attracted to an image of him that you made up in your head. Tee. you’re never attracted to men you KNOW. I wonder if that’s possible. Even if you get to know him and you decide that you don’t like him, that may not be a bad thing. You have this ideal image in your mind of the type of man you want and when you meet someone who doesn’t have those qualities you dismiss him easily. Maybe it’s just that you know what you want and you aren’t going to settle until you have everything you want. That could be why you never stay interested in a guy for long.”
“Well, if I see him again, I will definitely NOT sleep with him. But honestly, dawg, this feeling is so new to me. It’s like I WANT to get to know him more.”
“That’s the feeling you should have with men. And when you wait and decide that you like them BEFORE you sleep with them, then the secks is so much better,” she says.
“Ok, Prince. But damn! I can’t believe this. Everything that I want to happen..happens!”
“That’s how it is, Tee. I noticed that a long time ago with my Mother. Everything she says is going to happen, happens, whether it’s good or bad. Now my sister and I have to tell her that we don’t want to know what she thinks is going to happen.”
“That’s the law of attraction. The power of the spoken word!” I say enthusiastically. “Wow. This is no joke.”