Brazen

Despite all attempts to focus primarily on creative endeavors or at least, more practical matters, I'm distracted.  I know, no surprise ;)  My body simply will not let me forget that before anything, I'm housed in the form of passion ... in the form of a woman ... and this form is screaming for the sensuous ... and I'm not talking chocolate. The energy from within, where creativity resides, is of a sexual / kundalini rising nature ... but since I'm in the midst of a dry spell, and since I've been reading this how-to book on journaling where sex is discussed liberally, my "creative" energy wants to hone in on ... well, unspeakable acts of desperate passion ... and not so much on more practical matters, lol ;P

There, I said it ... or um wrote it. But I am not by any means done.  Tomorrow is a new day in which I may feel differently, of which my cravings may subside or dissipate ... but in the here and now, I share of today's truths.

The how-to book I'm referencing is entitled Notes to Self, and there's an "Express Yourself Explicitly" section that states:

Knowing yourself sexually isn't as simple as knowing what your pleasure points are. It's important to take note of your emotional expectations and reactions and to be aware of your sexuality when you're not having sex. It is with us at all times. Writing about sex is undeniably awkward at first, but so is having sex. You'll get used to it and will hopefully come to enjoy the process. If the sex is good, I very much enjoy having it twice - in person and on paper. And if it's lackluster, then writing can be an important tool in figuring out exactly what went wrong and how it can be improved upon.

I must say, I was surprisingly taken aback with just how explicit she was when she shared of some her exploits. She goes on to say that nothing she wrote felt wrong to her and therefore it wasn't.

She also goes on to say, if anything, do not lie in your journal - To thine Self Be True.

Well, there's something to be said about writing privately, but after reading diaries that have gone public (aside from hers), it was comforting to see reflections of myself in them ... I didn't feel as alone in my concealed experiences, as I was able to relate to some of their raw honesty ... to thoughts, feelings and experiences no one dare admit, much less openly write about. 

In keeping with today's tone: