Archive for the ‘Intimacy’ Category
The Extraordinary Ordinariness of Everyday Sensuality
Friday, May 6th, 2011
I caught my father lying on his side when I walked in his room the other day, looking towards the window. I saw the line of trees as he saw them. So I pulled up a chair, and I told him about the cherry blossoms I saw over the weekend, about the Japanese Maples that blossomed in my front yard overnight. He has seen seventy-three Springs…but he is missing this one. And so, I share it with him. Chet Baker playing in the background, my hand wrapped around the only spot on his arm free of IV tubes.
It is a sensual moment. It is two embodied humans, sharing intimacy, touching one another, being willing to feel what is there to feel. And yes, it is orgasmic. How could it not be? It is all we have.
Love Letters – A Confession
Wednesday, February 2nd, 2011
You brush away parts of me the way a mother wipes crumbs off her child’s chin. Whatever shame, doubt, rage might show up on me is gone — just like that. I am clean, reborn — new to a love like this. A love with no having. A love with no form or structure. A love without time or season.
PoemPost: Cleave Yourself to Love
Sunday, October 24th, 2010
as if your deepest desires
even the wants you’ve been afraid
to speak out loud
were waiting for you at the breakfast table
Hindsight
Thursday, October 21st, 2010
Nothing like a little nostalgia to put you right over the edge! All the sweet moments with past lovers. The beginnings and the endings brilliantly sketched out. The middles notable only in their absence. The nothing-to-say-ness about them spoke volumes. Except for one. Written smack in the middle of my marriage.
Everyday Orgasm: Outside In
Thursday, February 25th, 2010
I am walking this path the way one might walk in the woods on a Spring day after a heavy rain. Looking for rocks or solid spots amidst all the soft, spongey ground along the path. Some moments, my foots sinks into the earth, and I feel stuck. It looks like a bog ahead, and I can’t find the path. At other times, there are rocks, markers, slightly higher ground that hasn’t been completely drenched.
Everyday Orgasm: To Hell and Back
Monday, February 22nd, 2010
As I admit that, I feel so ashamed. My whole body is hot, my cheeks flush, tears are flowing and my stomach heaves and contracts. I can barely raise my eyes to look at him. The intensity of the exposure is so great. Somewhere along the way, it became unsafe to feel so much for someone – and it was downright life threatening to let them know it. Now, I have done the bad thing. Revealed myself completely. Opened. Let him in. In a way I wasn’t able to in all our time “together.” My body prepares for the inevitable death blow – knowing I have nothing left to protect myself.
The Sensual Life Officially Launches Today!
Monday, January 11th, 2010
For months now, people would say, “I love your website!” I would politely say thank you — but deep down, I knew — it was just a placeholder for the real deal.
And today, I can finally welcome you to the real deal!
The Sensual Life is now as much a concrete “place” as it is an idea and lifestyle. On these virtual pages and posts, you’ll find ways to enjoy (and maybe even reclaim) your own sensuality, and share it more freely and playfully with others.
When Being Big is Over-Rated
Monday, January 11th, 2010
She’s rolling her eyes, asking for a glass of wine, until finally, he drags her onto it, puffy-skirted evening dress and all. Awkward at first, she makes a few tentative bounces and tries to get down. But he holds her hands, bounces with her, and makes it safe and fun for her to play again. And, big surprise…she also falls in love with him.
Happy New Year from The Sensual Life
Friday, January 1st, 2010
If you have been patient…waiting for something, maybe you don’t even know what…feeling like something good is right around the next corner…I want to invite you to make today the day you’ve been waiting for.
After all, what better day? The first of the new year, the new decade.
Coming Up For Air
Saturday, December 26th, 2009
Whether you let people in easily, or are slow to open and trust…intimacy happens. In all relationships, far as I can tell. Business partnerships, marriages, your next door neighbor. It’s a drug…a little intoxicating, sometimes addicting, always powerful. But unlike the little amber, opaque bottles you get at the pharmacy, intimacy doesn’t come with instructions.