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My sexual appetite may actually be a medical condition. I learned this when I casually mentioned to Adriana…
Women do not feel safe. That’s not an opinion, it’s a statistic. We do not feel safe, because…
One of the ladies on my— um, birth squad? said something that blasted by awareness open. She was…
grounding merging work brekkie
There’s a depth within you. It blazes. It longs to be seen. It waits for you, patiently, ever…
This weekend I had my mind blown at a hip hop mogul’s private gay pride party in the Hollywood Hills. Ya know, just another Saturday afternoon.
I’ve been trying to figure out a way to blog about it without disclosing who this person is, who is, needless to say, big.
The surrupticious Westward excursion was for a bestie’s surprise birthday in Palm Springs, and this was an unexpected detour. In nearby Denver, this same weekend was the largest ever Oneness gathering in the US: 20 Oneness Meditators, over 100 awakened people, many in white, bright and shining up a conference room with blinding Light.
I wasn’t there.
