have intellectual intercourse

After three years of marriage and a little one, you learn to be happy with intellectual intercourse, when all you really want is the physical kind!

Seriously, though, this is a great thing. I love talking with my husband because he is just SO good at this!

While its hard to say which is better… I certainly wouldn’t want to go further with a girl that couldn’t achieve intellectual intercourse as well.

Some of the best conversations come spontaneously, to be sure.

Can’t think of anyone that I’d rather just with and talk with…talking about world issues, what we’re each reading, how to make the world a better place, etc.

Very platonic. Very satisfying.

I have found that my world is incredibly small. I woke up recently and found myself surrounded by people who are just not like me (to put it nicely) I have a few friends that i can regularly engage in fantastic open discussion with, however i need more points of view. I need to seek out more people that can engage in conversations like this.

I found someone with whom I always have the most stimulating conversations. No matter what, I always come away feeling better about myself and the world. It may not always be the most intellectual, but it is always what I need at that time.

The women, the men, the kids, the older people, straight, gay, single or committed. I feel SOOO fortunate to have such an interesting and challenging group of people currently in my social cirle.

Now, we don’t agree all the time. But we push each other to learn, to debate, to grow.

I have these conversations regularly. I have a profession which allows me entry into people’s intellectual and spiritual lives, and provides me with colleagues who draw out of me the best of my own mind. I even have expenses with which to indulge my gluttony for the written word, and I get paid to read, talk and think in a community of very smart and lovely people. But what I’m really longing for is that so sweet quality of relationship in which the intellect is married to the tender and private dance of two hearts. I can’t date at work; I have little time to look elsewhere. Perhaps that mysterious Presence could provide delivery service and drop a chap on the doorstep—I’ll say extra prayers of gratitude if he likes baseball.

It was with my boss. He was temping for a year, I was a new graduate. I didn’t think it was quite right that we were on the same wavelength so soon (it started at the interview!) It was wonderful being able to debate things with someone after having spent years trying to hide my intellect. We ended up having dinner regularly just to talk – we ended up wasting so much time at work we had to keep it separate. It was about everything – work, the media, politics, history, education, car maintenance. I’ve never discussed anything so much with one person. And now he’s moving for a promotion, I’m staying where I am, and it feels like some part of my soul had been ripped away.

I quite enjoy this goal. Fantastic. :o)