Life, Nature, Personal Liberation, Sex, Sprituality

10 Ways to Relax Your Pussy

“Ask a stupid question, get a stupid answer.” We’ve all heard that quote before, right? I used to respond to inane questions with a pretty irate response.

Now, I just don’t answer questions I don’t want to, or I patiently respond, with love.

Of course I slip up sometimes,  but as I mentioned to a friend, who noticed I sounded more “confident and relaxed” lately over the phone…

I told him the reason for my new and refreshed demeanorme laughing: “My pussy is more relaxed.”

Here’s 10 reasons why:

  1. because over this summer i made it a point to be more submissive and relaxed in my relationship
  2. i focused on pleasing another for the sake of pleasing
  3. i spent time in nature, grounding, crying…smoking
  4. i laughed and loved, and never took those moments for granted
  5. i explained my point of view or my feelings, and listened to others, becoming more vulnerable than I’ve ever been
  6. i went to the 7th circle of hell from pain and back in surrender (even coiling in my bed grunting like a wild wolf) and reconnected with my cycle, to get to know my womb and blood
  7. i went home to utah to see family I haven’t seen in 20 years
  8. i trusted that i’d be ok no matter what
  9. i utitlized my creativity to bring resources to myself
  10. i made it a point to hear my ancestor’s voices, telling me they would never let anything happen to me

I did a LOT of inner and outer work to relax my pussy. And it feels so damn good. You can do it to.

Ashe!

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Culture, Dating, Life, New York City, Relationships, Sex

Losses and Losers: Giving Up On Love

A girl can only be so positive all of the time. I listen to my online YouTube gurus just like the next technology addicted New Age person but a long hard look at things can sometimes bring everything into perspective. Yes, everything is still hunky dory, but I’m a little bit discouraged.

My dating life has been shit for the past two years. I don’t really count the first year that I’ve been single, because I wasn’t focused on dating. I had taken a vow of celibacy and it was really good for me. In fact it lasted longer than a year. And it ended on one of the best nights of my life. I think that’s when my life took a turn for the better for the most part, despite the string of losses and losers that I encountered because of my impatience, my failure to see what was in front of me, and my refusal to take things slowly. I have to admit it: I rush into things, and I dive into relationships head first. In the past year, there were three times where I SWORE I was in love.

This post was sitting for a couple of days before I decided to actually finish it. I don’t call that procrastination, I call that waiting until I’m ready before putting my heart into something. And that’s the lesson that I’m supposed to be learning about right? I actually learned from the losses that I can’t bring my expectations to the relationship and get mad when things don’t pan out the way I think they should. I damn sure can walk away though. I also learned to take my time, and this is a big one: no sex before monogamy! I learned that a friend can’t be a boyfriend just because of sex. I also learned that guy friends don’t get to come over and “chill.” Well, not ones I like, and some of them just don’t know how to act once they get some.

From the losers  I learned something equally if not more important. I don’t know what’s active in my vibration, but in the past few months I’ve either attracted stalker types, or people who are flaky as hell: like asking me out and forgetting, asking me out and then I never hear from them again. Yeah, whack as hell. Losers. But hear me on this: I would rather die than settle for less than I know I deserve: honesty, respect, affection, love, quality time, and just a quality person- period. Why would I need to? I got porn, I got vibrators, I’ll get a stack of reality show DVD’s and a dog, and I’ll be alone. I’ll be damned if I settle. I’d rather give up on love.

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