Sex and Abandon

There is something in me awake. I can see her eyes in the dark. Green and wild. She is the thing in the closet that I was warned about. She is pussy with her juices. She is the No that allows the full yes. She…

Dear women, Stop waiting for permission You may not get it. The world has no template for a woman’s fullness It must be taught, by your example.

How do you prep to be a lover? Groom or shave? Fix your hair? Apply your makeup? A lover feels. A lover lets go. A lover listens with every sense. Taste. Touch. Smell. Looking with a gaze so profound, that their experience can not be…

I see so many people exploring a width of experience in sexuality, instead of a depth of connection. I get it. We are in a cultural adolescence. Challenging everything to authentically be ourselves. But sometimes, it makes me think about how our attention span is…

As a young woman I always paid for myself on a date. I often paid for the other person too. I held my own door. I filled the empty spaces. I stepped in when I saw any weakness. And so, I attracted people who liked…

There are days I can feel the moon between my legs. A deep quiet. A unique Queendom. I ache for what only mystics and Kindergartners are allowed. Naps. Creativity. And an accountability to silence. My first instinct is to fight the pull of this gravity.…

I saw a post in a Woman’s Business forum about how dating was derailing female owned businesses. I felt validated. And then I felt ashamed. Somewhere in the last 2.5 years of being single, my heart got squimish. She remembered how much process and disappointment…

My worth is in the quality of my prayer The conversations I live in And how open I am to change. I do not know how to make being human safe. It’s not. You will hurt. You will die. You are temporary. But when you…