I am 40, Hear Me Roar!

This is the place of creation, the matrix, the womb. It is woman. This is a mother’s stomach in its beauitful, natural state. I see a lot women today who seem to deny the roundness of their womb. I can’t help but wonder if this rejection of our natural form isn’t a rejection of the…

Just watch it. It’s pure magic.

Erotic Pear I have discovered a few things about myself recently. Here are little things that bring me Seconds of Pleasure (often more) and will always keep me coming back for more: My lover holding the back of my head tight while he kisses me tenderly or cupping my face in his hands and moving…

This picture was taken on August 23rd, the night of the New Moon. On that day I made an offering to the Earth of my daughter’s placenta. After storing it in my freezer for almost four years waiting for the “perfect moment” or the “perfect” place to bury it, I decided to just do it….

Held in Compassion I just stepped on this bee. I said, “F-ing thing! Get off me!”, and kicked it away. As the pain faded away, I watched the poor bee convulsing as it died. I’m still alive. It is dying. Yes, I am the one who stepped on it. It was no one’s fault. It…

Well, kids, I’m 44 and I’ve finally faced the truth that my luscious body is changing a bit. My eyes need some help so I got a pair of reading glasses. I have been avoiding reading books because my eyes get so tired and I LOVE reading so I sucked it up. So why the…