Just a breast in pretty light, and an arm. A pretty picture for a Saturday. Looking in the mirror in the bathroom, I liked myself. Also I wanted to show you this kink meme–so much is possible. I felt represented. There’s a picture I put on my altar–a note card depicting a woman who looks
Dear friend, I keep pulling the tower and death card, when I ask Spirit about you–it’s been months. Spirit tells me our relationship needs big change. Earlier on I used to get the three of swords, five of cups. Spirit told me to walk away, and I didn’t have the guts. When I asked the
This is plans for a banishment ritual. I loved some men, over the years. Devotion is a skill. I gave a lot, sometimes more than was best for me. Takes a while to learn the sweet spot. I have social differences, pertaining to autism. And I lacked healthy relationship role models as a kid and
“Will you hold this?” I asked my spouse. I was sitting on the bed wearing a black, lace-edged tank top, holding my right breast. I moved toward him and let him reach into my shirt and hold my breast for me. “Ah, thank you,” I said. “Thank you for helping me carry my burden.” I
I was looking through my old journal as I got ready to transition to a new journal. I found this list of reasons not to be close to the man I loved. Amazing, what I’ve learned. “Wait, when did I write this?” I wondered. The part that surprised me the most was the quiet “he
“Can I pray for your tummy?” I asked. He was standing by the bed, naked. I was stroking his tummy, appreciating it. “Yes,” he said. His eyes were closed, and he looked so beautiful. tummy prayer “Mother God, please bless the tum of my love. Please bless all the organs of his tummy to do