Field Notes of a Wanderer

Dear Wanderer,

They say I am a Scorpio, mysterious and full of fire, a deep well of passion and affection. And perhaps it’s true—I feel everything deeply, every emotion like a brushstroke on the canvas of my life. I am a writer, an artist, a poet, spilling my soul into the beauty of expression, letting the ink trace the outline of my heart.

Romance isn’t in the grand gestures or the weight of gold; it’s in the small, sacred moments. It’s walking hand in hand beneath the stars, the world a silent witness to the quiet power of connection. It’s a midnight horseback ride through snow-laden fields, the frost biting but hearts warm, alive with adventure. It’s hearing a beautiful song on the radio and twirling barefoot in the kitchen, lost in the joy of an unexpected dance.

I live my life with my heart wide open, finding poetry in the world around me. A picnic beneath the shade of an ancient tree, a love letter scrawled in haste but meant to last forever, the soft petals of a rose kissed by morning dew—these are the treasures I hold dear.

To love is to live, to see the world through the lens of wonder, and to cherish the simple, fleeting moments that make this life extraordinary. I am a romantic, a child of God, and my spirit is alive with the beauty of it all.

I long to know the kind of love I feel so deeply inside but have never truly experienced—a love that wraps around me like a shield, protecting me, cherishing me, and treasuring me simply for who I am. A love that lights up at the sight of my smile and finds joy in the way I create, dreaming alongside me as I pour my heart into what I love. I want to give that kind of love in return, to share my life with someone who is not just my partner but my best friend—the one who laughs with me, walks beside me, and holds my hand through every season. A love so profound, so unshakable, that it becomes the thread tying us together until my last breath.

❦ Chrysi

©️ 2024 Christina Whalen