“I just want someone to sincerely love and adore me…
I just want someone that sees me and helps without question…
I just want someone that loves me even in my bad…
I just want someone that wants to see me truly shine…
I just want someone that surprises me and thinks about me…”

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Sex doesn’t equal quality time.

I had a client in the office the other day that was sharing about their desire for quality time with their woman. Sharing that because of recent life circumstances time alone has been more difficult to come by as kids are home and life is busy. Then he proceeded later to share about how him and his woman have been doing a ton together….

Long story short and I stopped him in his tracks and asked about the conflicting information. Spending tons of time together but also having the experience of not getting time with her. Read more

I hope one day you truly hear it.

Hear the words of love that are poured over you and allow them into your heart.
That you choose to break open that sheet of armour that you’ve fit comfortably over your beautiful heart and allow the world to see it shine.

Letting go of all the darkness that blinds you from seeing yourself as you truly are and cut the cords of the moments that have left you wounded.

What is your intent with your shares with others in your life?

When you talk with someone and discuss what is happening in your world what is your purpose in sharing?

When you tell another person of negative gossip about them or someone else… what is your purpose?

When you reach out with simply a hello, hi, what’s up… is your intent to truly connect from a pure place?

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I’m Only Human

I’m only human.
I can’t read your mind and you can’t read mine.
We must verbalize and share our hearts to know one another at the next level.

To understand and have a better viewpoint of why we say or do the things in our lives… we must speak and not assume.

You and I can both make up stories in our heads about intentions and desires, but most of the time we are wrong.

He’s a bit of a fixer-upper!

Have you ever watched the children’s movie “Frozen”.

I have but I’ve never listened intently to some of the words of one song.

While camping the other day this song came on and I recognized it as a song from Frozen. I quickly became quite concerned about some of the words.

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The Little Things

Do you want to know one of my favorite places in my house? It’s my bathroom. One might find this a bit strange, but let me take a moment to explain. In my bathroom, there is a corkboard where I keep little notes that the people closest to me have written. I get letters and cards throughout the year, but you have to be at a certain level with me to truly make it to the bathroom corkboard. It’s an honor reserved for those that I want their loving voices with me throughout the day and to boost me up on those days when I need boosting. In these letters and notes on this corkboard are mainly short messages that remind me that I am loved and cared about. There really are no ten-page letters of heart dripping vulnerability. Nope, these messages look more like, “I love you. You are beautiful, amazing, courageous, and funny.” Every morning when I am doing my morning routine, and throughout the day whenever I need to go into the bathroom, I get to look at these messages and occasionally will send off some energetic gratitude to the people that wrote the notes. I tell you this because these small scraps of paper on my wall are big things in my heart. They are little things, but they are, on some days, everything! Read more

Sexual Communication

My cheeks are flushed, my body is radiating heat, and little moans escape my lips. His breath is heavy on my neck as we dive deeper and deeper into a state of passion. The little moans escaping my lips tell him that I am enjoying his touch and he sporadically shares little insights of enjoyment… “Oh, yes,” “You’re amazing,” “Oh, right there,” as I watch his body tremble over and over again with orgasmic energy. As we continue in our play, he enters a state of deep intensity and shifts my positioning. We are in the midst of a passionate animalistic moment when all of a sudden I find myself taken from bliss quickly to severe pain. “Oww! That really hurts. You feel fucking amazing but that’s too deep.” We take a second and try moving slower and less deep but the angle simply isn’t working for my body today. He rapidly switches my position again and we fast approach a deeper state of intimacy. At one point our moans, heavy breath, and sighs are the only form of communication as we are so close that our bodies could melt into each other. We stop several times in our hours of sexing between orgasms to talk with each other about life and our turn-ons… what we like, what we don’t like, and even share a few fantasies until we end the night in a beautiful silence that says more than any words could say.

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The Art of Thank You

The phone falls from my hand after I read the text that rips my heart apart and brings my Ego to the forefront. A lover just dropped a major bomb in my life and I feel frozen. Then I crumble like a million pieces of sand on the floor of my living room as a stream of tears floods my face. I feel both “too much” and “not enough” in this moment and simply want to die… THANK YOU!

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See Me! : The Importance of Feeling Seen In Relationship

I am wearing a sleek black dress, high heel shoes, a pretty garter belt, and stockings. There are no plans of having sex tonight but I did want to feel sexy in my own skin. Most of all, I wanted him to think I looked beautiful. When I walk into the room, I want his jaw to fall open and for him to have a dozen fantasies cross his mind. Throughout the night, I tease with playful statements. Nothing. Nada! He doesn’t see me sitting in this car, wearing my heart on my sleeve, and wanting to be acknowledged. Really, for him to see that I am hurting and that a smile or hug from him could fix a world of hurt. I am craving to be seen in this moment! The more I am ignored, the more my Ego begins to make up stories about what he is thinking. I don’t verbalize it but mentally I scream… “SEE ME!”

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