With Beginning.
Listen to this She let the tears fall and caress her face. “I want to be a good girl,” she whispered, before dropping her head (and her body) into a hunker. [Translate]
Every Tool Has an Intention.
The ways that we write and rewrite our life narrative… It is the story that happens, and the narrative that we weave. Love in the most unlikely of places and strength, too. Love isn’t formulaic....
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Listen to this She let the tears fall and caress her face. “I want to be a good girl,” she whispered, before dropping her head (and her body) into a hunker. [Translate]
June 21, 2009
Listen to this I writhe and twist against the bonds that hold me before you. I am not trying to escape. Nay; I am dancing in the scent of such blessed captivity. [Translate]
June 19, 2009
Listen to this We tasted the thistle stars and as they pricked our ruby tongues the color oozed out in indigo hues and tried to dance out of our mouths. It was as if the stars were rebirthed, and they had new life and it was with beginning and with beginning and with beginning. Essence [...]
June 18, 2009
Listen to this DISCLAIMER: Giggles and fragments and exclamation points to follow. My secret happiness dreams have always been about beauty art perfection of design. Having a safe home, and a home so filled with love that i could feel it walking inside the door, even if I was blindfolded. Knowing that clearly what love [...]
June 2, 2009
Listen to this Safety steel and roller coaster prayers, and I close my eyes and fall into the repetition of the mantra. 108 supplications before the garland of the heavens has served its purpose. SOMETHING ABOUT THE GIVING, AND THE TAKING OF… Revolving door is the way of the serial polyamorist. Monogamy, she said, is [...]
May 30, 2009
Cherry red lipstick and a hat to match. The emotions drift in and out and through me. My nipples pulse and ache, my breasts shudder with each breath. This dis-ease would have killed another, but I am not another, and so it is none of my business. My obligation is to me, to the Goddess, [...]
May 28, 2009
Listen to this This is the story yet to be written. It is a tale of the Radical Healing to be found in self-expression — a tale of the Radical Trust it takes to discover such power — (a tale of) the redeeming power of Love. THIS IS THE STORY YET TO BE WRITTEN: A [...]
January 22, 2009
Your ropes snake and coil against my skin. You are dragging them over my burning flesh ever so slowly, waking me up with their texture, letting me know what will soon encircle me and hold me emphatically to your will. My nipples perk up immediately, hardening into delicious pebbles as your fingers lightly brush across [...]
January 14, 2009
The ways that we write and rewrite our life narrative… It is the story that happens, and the narrative that we weave. Love in the most unlikely of places and strength, too. Love isn’t formulaic. It’s not predictable. And it’s certainly not one-size-fits-all. And it’s hot and cold, and the journey won’t always be so [...]
January 9, 2009
Riddles in the light, and that’s what they tell us to look for when we can’t remember if G-d exists. There’s this whole story about hide-and-go-seek and how we’d be bored out of our minds if we were plopped down into this life and G-d was right there before us and we saw Him and [...]
June 22, 2009
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