There isn’t much ambiguity in the title, right? Sexting is just text messages with sexually explicit content-photos, videos, or simply just sexual text; if for some reason you didn’t already know. I may have been years behind when I first learned this word, since I’d been doing it without a label for years. Who doesn’t send sexy photos to their lover? I think it’s a mandatory piece of any healthy relationship. If your opinion differs, I’d love to hear about it. This topic always sparks my interest. This article isn’t really about how I sext my husband. It’s more about how our sexting has evolved and some unique elements of it.
This idea came to my attention the other night when Joe, my husband and I were at CIIS (California Institute of Integral Studies) the other night for a presentation on psychedelics.…
…blindfold them, rip all of their clothes off, lead them into the kitchen and make passionate love to them on the floor. The END. Just kidding.
This is actually a true story of two good friends of mine. A few nights ago, my husband Joe and I went out for an impromptu double date with our good friends. They’re an amazing couple that I am totally inspired by. I really appreciate the dynamic of their relationship. However, I was caught a bit off guard when Sara (names changed for privacy) mentioned that she really does not like to cook. Her husband Tom followed this by saying something like, I’ve found that if I do all of the cooking, she and I are both happier.…
Yet another, very fabulous moment just occurred, and I want you to be a part of it! Let me tell you what happened.
When I moved to Northern California, one thing that I knew for sure was that I would be experiencing Burning Man for the first time. I have built an endless list of amazing things that have blossomed by virtue of being part of the Burning man. I am dialed into this massive web of conscious individuals, who are living life in alignment with one another as they strive to make the world a better place. The most important way they are taking action is simply by being the best version of themselves.
Through this huge network of “burners” I’ve discovered conscious clothing designers that I absolutely love. …
On Sundays I feel passionate romance in a very bright, public setting. Fresh aroma of sweet fruits and organic, local fare, smiling faces and sun shining. Mmmm how I love the FARMER’S MARKET! My husband and I love going to the Sunday Farmer’s Market! Don’t worry…If you’re living somewhere with snowy winters, you can always re-create the vibe in the produce section! As we walk-feeling the warm embrace of the sun, we slowly scan the offerings and let the vibrant colors draw us in closer. Joe will pick up a tomato, and make eye contact with me before he gives the delicate plump fruit a smooch! He loves to kiss his food-have I mentioned this before?! We walk hand in hand, in gratitude that these incredible people are sharing such gifts!…
HAPPY NEW YEAR!
Have you decided on your New Year’s “resolution” yet? Ready to try something new and bold this year? No need to change your resolution, it’s just linguistics. Let’s make an
1. a thing intended; an aim or plan.
2. an act or instance of determining mentally upon some action or result.
: the act of finding an answer or solution to
a conflict, problem, etc. : the act of resolving something
: an answer or solution to something
We all associate something with the word, resolution. Unless you’ve been successful 100% of the time, you’ve got nothing to lose in trying on a new idea 😉
Team work makes the dream work. …
This just in: Mysterious plates of unclaimed cookies strategically placed in a large number of American homes on December 24th!
Did your mother, or father leave a special treat near the Christmas tree on Christmas Eve? I’m not sure who told them what to leave for him but in my home it was always cookies or something classified as “dessert.” Surprisingly enough, my health conscious mother decided we should leave a few carrot sticks along with the chocolate chip cookies and rice milk. If you’re going to eat something sugary, then you must have even more of the healthy stuff. I think that’s about how it went in my home, growing up.
Santa Claus isn’t in great shape. Let’s face it. …
After an unsuspectingly profound FLASH MOB meditation this morning, I went to a restaurant in downtown Palo Alto with a few of the meditators (the organizers appropriately switched the word “mob” for satsang: “flash satsang meditation”). As we sat down, and food arrived, my friend asked if I’d like to share as her plate had arrived too full for her appetite. I politely declined as she extended the offer to the rest of the table. It was clear that I’d passed on the food, and my friend went on to share, “She’s so healthy! She had broccoli for breakfast!” In fact, I did have broccoli with hemp oil drizzled on top with a few pumpkin seeds-for some fun crunch 🙂 for breakfast.…