The One Who Brought Me Beauty
A gratitude note to someone from my past: The strongest of us may need someone to remind us that we also need beauty, love & harmony to make survival a life.
Body & Sex
Body image, Beauty perceptions & standards, Sex, Sexuality, Reproductive health, Physical fitness
A Beautiful Day In A Soft Neighborhood
There is an interesting thing about memory foam. It yields to your touch & pressure. Not fast, not reacting. More like an indulgence, a consideration. Later it pauses with the impression you’ve left on it, as if ruminating. Just as meditatively it returns to its original self.
Excruciating Intimacies: Navigating Through Poetry
It isn’t intimacy unless it feels a little tender.
Finding Myself In My Body: Reclaiming Pain
A house that is a warzone. A courtroom for custody battles. Dumping ground for other people’s pain. My body.
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Fearlessly Flying With Erica Jong
Giving sex an easy place in my mind, required moving around the furniture inside my head – old traumas, inherited shame, cultural taboos. This book taught me flying.
Evaporation – The Marie Kondo of COVID
Surviving my second COVID-19 bout in 3 months, an evaporation of fears. From the dungeon of despair to finding trust & purpose.
The Long, Dark COVID Of The Soul
From COVID grip to recovery, my journey unveils lessons in patience and gratitude. Navigating health challenges and finding kindness in unexpected places.
What Do We Owe Each Other In Shifting Normals?
We do not have a consensus on what love, commitment, sex or identity mean. Maybe we don’t need to agree. What do we owe each other then?
And Just Like That…I Found Friends Again
Finding myself at a lull between sumptuous stories, I wandered into a familiar storyline. And just like that, I found friends again.
A Refugee From Amatonormativity
I’ve heard of asexuality, aromanticism and polyamory. Then a friend sent me this video talking about AMATONORMATIVITY. Well-meaning friends have gently (or bluntly) told me that my experiences of abuse turned me against men/marriage. There may be some truth to that. The very thought of weddings – invitations, over-the-top engagement…