Don’t make it so complicated!
At the end of the day all our dreams, goals, and desires come back to us wanting to FEEL GOOD.
We want laughter, joy, pleasure, freedom, love, and every other yummy juicy emotion.
Our soul goals are all about feeling and experiencing.
Yet we think that we have to wait.
Wait for that trip
Wait for that event
Wait for the money
Wait for the relationship
I am feeling blessed to have spent the last few days away building my business, connecting with new clients and working with my old clients, but most of all getting to have a girls weekend.
Kendal and I were picked up from the airport by her man , who asked us what our favorite part of the short getaway had been. We had managed to squeeze a lot of things into a short time!Read more
🎤”Under an old brass paperweight is my list of things to do today
Go to the bank and the hardware store, put a new lock on the cellar door
I cross ’em off as I get ’em done but when the sun is set
There’s still more than a few things left I haven’t got to yet” – Toby Keith “My List” 🎤
As many of you have already seen, liked, and commented on pictures from last night…
I went to a Hollywood NYE Party where each guest was assigned a different character. When I received my assignment of Lady Gaga, I honestly wasn’t certain what I thought about it.Read more
And I could not wait to get out of the realistic energy field…Seriously!
I felt totally drained by the constant reminder of the here, now, facts, and probability for the future. I got told several times that my dreams were “great but not realistic right now”!
Play Is Messing Up My Life 😝
Yep, it is the culprit for all my struggles right now.
I was not raised to play! I was raised to sit still, look pretty, and act like a porcelain doll.
People look at me with disbelief when I say I did not play as a child.
They don’t believe me. All children play!
But it’s the truth. Read more
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
If you know me, then you know I adore music and have different artists for every mood. Music inspires my body and soul, and today, I am in a very soulful mood. I lie here in the grass on a beautiful spring day as the sun shines through my strawberry blonde hair and onto my pale white skin. Then my music library shuffles to Dave Matthews Band and the song “Dreamgirl” begins my turn-on, and then continues with “Crash Into Me.” Both of which make my soul sing with desire and orgasmic energy. It feels very fitting for this divine moment. I start singing along and thinking about how EVERY woman should have at least one man, if not more, in her life that looks at her this way. I close my eyes and dream of one of my lovers sitting next to me and staring at me with a mischievous boyish grin of desire and hope. Taking in not only the sun reflecting off of my body, but also looking deep into my soul to see all the beautiful little messy parts of me that he adores. It brings a beautiful smile to my face. I start to dream of my “Dream-man” where we continually and playfully ‘crash’ together! Chasing after one another in an animalistic playful way that is also sensual, where we are eating each other up, and can’t get enough at that moment.
Recently I was digging through some of my old college papers and came across a project I had completed for Psychology of Sexuality course years prior. I literally started rolling around on the floor laughing as I looked through this particular project because of the absurdity of some of the statements I made regarding sex, desire, and topics such as cybersex, pornography, and BDSM. In the paper, I talked about how I did not believe that I needed or wanted sex. I explained that I felt like sex was a great thing to do if you wanted to have kids or find a quick method to relieve stress. I claimed I thought that a man calling a woman a whore, slut, or bitch during sex was demoralizing and never appropriate and that it was not something I could ever consider a turn-on in my life. And years later I have to laugh when I think that all of the above are things that I thoroughly enjoy in my life. Sexting can be fun and playful. Porn can add a lot of spice to a boring night. And sometimes it’s nice to have my lovers get a little rougher during sex in the midst of a safe and trusting relationship.