The sex of an oyster. Instructions for shucking her.



Insert the blade.

She is a filter feeder. She cleans your water and purifies your fears. The lust to taste her body your motivation.

Use moderate force.

You play until you find the right touch, the vibration that will allow you to be invited into her. Each time you hold her she will require a new touch, a force that you must discover as you hold her in your hand.

At the hinge, twist the blade.

Once you've found the spot where she opens, the vibration of the crack is now inside of you. You are the compulsion behind her opening.

Feel the pop.

Her flesh is now your gift, your longing from the purification that had been her only purpose.

Slide the blade up and disconnect that which still holds her together.

Her lips open. Draw her in and be there wholly in her unearthing of how present you are to only her in this moment.

Shucked. Now taste.

Soft, fleshy. She guides you. When you feel her on your tongue she yields and slips into you.




Choosing. A to-do list of surrender.

Surrender list Collage Sitting in deep surrender today. Letting her wisdom wash over me. Letting the uncomfortable bits settle down into my belly as I take a deep breath, all the way down to my pelvic floor.

I feel my pelvis relax, open and then slowly I feel it gently close, without the tension.

Surrender's prayer, "I feel uncomfortable and I want to hide from it. Please don't let me hide, numb, run."

Tears. Smiles. A release of the jaw.

Texts full of the words that only women who love you without fear or judgement can send.

Thoughts of a friend whose words I miss and the knowing that time is a beautiful manifestation of space. The vulnerability of a healing relationship, the journey that is not yours alone. A house sitting in clutter and humidity, holding my space. Writing from bed with his little body next to mine, my constant shadow, the grounding.

Poetry spinning in my heart, words like blessings, insatiable for time to be seen.

Today I choose to be gentle in my words. Today I choose to go get my bangs trimmed. Today I choose to put on clothes that feel sexy against my skin, that may be yoga pants and flip flops. Today I choose to mix accomplishing with rest, a challenge. Today I choose to call in my spirit guides, to allow them to hold my unknown. Today I choose desire. Today I choose to cut out words in magazines and let them lead me, the practice that heals my heart.

Today I choose surrender's prayer as my starting moment.


Second photo credit Vivienne McMaster. Third photo credit Chloe Marcotti.




Seeking. The Awakening Woman Series.

"When you separate from your body, you also separate from the emotional, intuitive life of the body.

Your inner knowing. Your Yin.

Which is the voice of your freaking soul.

What women are seeking when they go to places like Mama Gena’s or The S Factor isn’t to learn how to please a man – any newsstand is loaded with magazines that promise to teach you how to do that — but to please themselves. They seek an ease and comfort inside their own skin, a release of authentic sensuality — their ‘erotic creature’ — in a way that they can integrate with the rest of their lives.

They are seeking wholeness." ~ Justine Musk, storytelling, soul + the power of the erotic

As I am gathering my heart power to launch this series, Justine is sharing the words that made me sure we had just walked on the beach together for hours talking about this seeking. I want us to bravely flow into the awakening that finds us and demands that we peel our layers.


The Nu Project (link will open to gorgeous female nudity)

I have been practicing self portraits now for almost a year. I remember the first time I took a picture of my belly, I was freaking out. And then I found such softness in letting myself really look at me, at the one place I have kept covered up and felt ashamed of for so long.

I have had a dream of creating a book much like this. I love that women are awakening inside of the truth of their beauty.

My belly is one of my favorite parts of myself now. This was an investment of my time and energy allowing the camera to show me, me. I love exploring self portraits of all parts of myself. I feel closer to the divine that is born inside, the one in all of us.

Deeply emotional beings, the feminine.


The Awakening Woman

After this post, my inbox filled with stories from women about their own awakenings. Stories about living inside of the layers of shame, the pain inside of their own bodies. I was hearing the moments they felt themselves start to free from their old stories of fear. The moments when they started to feel alive in their sexual/sensual power.

I felt hungry for more of these stories, to break through and touch the vulnerable.


Seeking. The Awakening Woman Series.

Featuring women I adore who are seeking their awakening, unwrapping their sensual selves. Stories of vulnerability, raw femine power and a coming out of sensual energy.

And it will be scary.

And it will be heart-lovingly real.

And so it will be.

Coming soon...