I get it…
You’re tired.
You’re sick.
You’re filled with emotion.
You want to give in to it like a little B*tch
And maybe you should!
relationships
Loving Undefined
We Unintentionally Crash!
I am out with some friends and we are having a great day!
It has been a day full of laughter, love, and connection.
I am in charge of the music on the drive home and begin playing my favorites
Ignoring, Hiding, Pretending
Ignoring it, hiding, pretending it’s not happening…
Isn’t going to fix it
It’s not going to go away because you hide in the shadows
Or simply just don’t want to deal.
Choosing not to choose is a choice!
Love Breeds Love
I’m not in the mood
I’m tried
I’m energetically drained
I’m in Ego because of situations beyond the other persons control.
But yet, my desire to provide a gift is more than all of that
Orgasmic Sensations!
The cool against my skin
The feeling of goosebumps blossoming out from my core
The heat of my hands as they vibrate
The opening in my chest…
All orgasm!
Held In The Ugly Cry!
I feel the tears rolling down my cheeks as the intense amounts of energy is releasing in my body. I feel my entire being trembling from the tips of my toe to the hairs on my head… and everywhere in between. I feel the emotions from the energy release rising in my chest and begging for me to surrender into.
👑Who Made You King of Anything? 👑
👑Who Made You King of Anything? 👑
You sit there telling me about me.
Yet, you don’t even truly know me.
You judge me based upon the little pieces that I have allowed you to see of me. You think you know all about me but you know nothing.
You have this distorted fantasy of who I am, where my hang-ups are, and who I need to be
Who made you King of Anything??
Who made your word more powerful than my own? Your desires more worthy? Read more
💝You Love The Idea of Me! 💝
💝You Love The Idea of Me! 💝
I get told all the time by people that they love me.
And I love to be loved but the truth is that most of them don’t really love me…
They don’t love me because they don’t really know me
They love the idea of me that they have created in their head
It is a figment of their imagination and has nothing to do with me.
I’ve told by clients consistently that they love me but they don’t have to sit with me in my dark and scary moments. My moments of drowning in my ego where it’s hard to get a breath. When they see these things they turn away. These times where I am lazy, unsexy, emotional, and angry. They love the idea of me…
Orgasm Blame Game
It’s early evening when I receive the text, and I am relaxing outside and trying to get some work done. I see the name, and I am immediately intrigued because it is rare these days that I see this name on my phone screen. He wants to come over for a little while, and I know that he has plans beyond just chatting. I sit, staring at my phone for a few minutes, pondering my options. On the one hand, I know that I really need and desire some focused attention. On the other hand, I have some major emotional blocks with him right now and am still holding a traumatic event in my body. I have the choice to lean into the vulnerable here or to shut down and completely shut him out. I finally decide to step into vulnerability and see if I can allow my own opening with his help. Read more