These pictures were taken right before I started my personal tantric work and hired my mentor.
I remember thinking I was happy. I was still teaching dance and on my went to our annual recital where I also was performing (hence the weird bow).
That girl is not the woman that stands before you today.
My connection to my sex was non-existent!
My connection to my body was only from the standpoint of hatred and anger.
I lived in a state of overworking as a therapist, dance teacher, and nanny. Read more