You are an erotic being. You will always be an erotic being. Even before you took the form of your thighs, your lips, the inner arc of your elbow, you were the erotic. Yes, that dancing iridescent purple flash above the lovers your parents once were is and always will...
When I say I want you... What I mean to say is that there’s a special tree in a grove of oaks that towers over me on my daily walk. His gaze, like a guardian beast, leaves me breathless. Though I am dressed in wool and leather, under his shadow I am as bare as...
The current was strong, but I jumped in anyway. The cold was bracing; my breath left my body as I paddled madly toward the shore. Splashing and laughing, I managed to glance behind me. Your strong arms were quickly pulling your form through the water. You were close....
You’ll want to slow down to read this. Sit back. Take a long, deep breath in and let it trickle out of your lungs as if it were the one and only exhalation you were ever to enjoy. In just a breath, you have witnessed the wisdom of the erotic. Now let it bloom inside...
I once heard a story about the meaning of enrichment. It was about the c*ck of a god that was torn off and swallowed by a fish. It was lost forever. But as the tale goes, it is the reason that the land becomes fertile when the great river floods. Though this is the...
Do you ever forget yourself? Put differently, do you ever forget your capacity for greatness, for self-expression, for being a valuable member of your chosen community? Do you forget yourself as an artist? A thinker? A creator of new ways? If your memory is a little...
This piece is part of my monthly series, The Spiritual Side of Sex. Read more like it here. It’s a known, but often unsaid, thing: sex opens us up in a way that nothing else can. Physically, emotionally, spiritually – we come open. Sometimes we are ripped open....
The greatest acts of self-love take the form of holding dear the parts of us we would rather not admit exist, much less look at with kind eyes. Yes, falling in love with what we think of as our most shameful, horrific parts is exactly the spell needed to break the hex...
I pray for you every night in the way of the old religion. By which I mean I slip into your bedroom window just after you’ve fallen asleep. I sidle up to your resting form and lay my hand on your arm. You are steady, heavy, almost peaceful (if you can believe that)....
Let’s face it: we need each other. Intimately. So why are you keeping your distance? I have close to 1,000 friends on a popular social media site I rarely visit. In the last year, I have spoken on the phone to perhaps eight of these people. It is this select group,...
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