I'm standing in the bathroom brushing my teeth in my short-denim skirt which is all wrong for how cold it is- even inside the house. I put it on because I know Martin loves it and we are about to have time to connect and make-love this morning. We've had a rough couple of days and I thought I would make an extra effort.
I experienced my first orgasm at fourteen years old by accident, in the bathtub.
Just a few weeks before my boyfriend, Kirk, had asked me if I touched myself. He wanted to know what I liked so he could give it to me (how freakin' amazing is that for a fourteen year old boy? I have much to thank him for, but that's another story). I remember telling him that there was no reason to touch myself because pleasure would only feel good if he gave it to me.
It's not brain-surgery. We were made for relating, for loving. Having said that, this modern world and the demands it seems to make of us, often leaves relationship as the very last thing to be nourished.
In this pic we start our journey into the Unknown about to enter 'Opaque' restaurant: Dining in total darkness...
The other day I got a BIG wake-up call. Martin and I were receiving support around our challenges (FYI common relationship mistake #1: thinking you have to do this alone... having someone hold the space for you to break through and go deeper is such a relief and at times a necessity ~ it does not make you weak).
I wrote this immediately after an awakening I experienced this week. I am literally so full from the movement in my life that I think I have 4 articles in the works to share with you about it all.
These days, when I sit down to write this article for you, I am always amazed at just how much has past and how many things I have to share with you.
When we went around the room sharing where we were at during Nita Rubio's Tantric dance class, the word that I shared was awkward.
It's hard to know where to begin to check in with you about what has been moving for me over the past week.
Witnessing my first birth...
I watched my friends birth process in awe as she traveled a journey from pain & exhaustion to the moment when everything she needed was suddenly there. (I have more to say about the details, but I would like to ask her permission to share before I do.)