There is a voice inside of me. 

A voice that whispers from the deep, 'there's more, there's more'. 

A voice I have spent the majority of my life ignoring.  Submitting to what I have been taught to believe is sexy, what I have been taught to believe is sex, what I have been taught to believe is orgasm, what I have been taught to believe is a perfect body, etc, etc.  In some moments I have enjoyed my body, in some moments I have abandoned myself in the hopes of being who I have been taught to be, in all moments I have known there was more.

Something has happened for me in the past couple of years as I have become more at home in my body...I have begun to listen to the voice.  Trusting this part of myself has led me deeper and deeper into an unknown territory.  It is scary and exciting to feel myself so empowered.  To have the courage to hear this inner voice even when she says something that I think my lover won't like.  My inner voice is always right.  When I listen to her she always leads me deeper into my body and closer to my lover, finding everything I have most longed for.  Perhaps I have been ignoring her all this time because it is this kind of pleasure and intimacy that I have secretly been most afraid of.

I invite you to begin the journey of discovering all of what it is to be a woman, to free yourself from old beliefs and limitations and step into your inner knowing.  Whether you have never had an orgasm or you are multi-orgasmic I promise you, there is more, and more, and more...  

SEX

Don't get me wrong,
You don't need a reason to have sex.
But where are you in it all?

Would you ever bring to him the places where you're wrong? Your broken cup?

Would you ever bring to her 
The hidden games?
The list of names?
The flaws?
The trespasses?
The places you cannot break through?
 The ones your daddy, or your momma, or the preacher gave you.

Make love there too.
Grieve with your whole body.
Grieve when you're inside her.
Rage when he's inside you.

Say, here is my lust:
Make love to me here.
Here is my jealousy:
Make love to me here.
Here is my hiding,
Here is my coldheartedness,
Here is my unwillingness to feel,
Here is my unwillingness to give,
Here is my inept, inadequate, insecure, weak, shady, cowardly, self:
Make love to me here.

Let sex heal something,
Let sex do what it can do.
We don't even know all that it can do,
But we could find out.  Find out.
We just don't know what our lovemaking does to the world,
But we know if everyone got their fill of love  Walking on water would be commonplace.

There is nothing 
Like the beauty of your unlined face after sex
With the one who loves you.

From his book, The Year of Lovemaking and Crying