Guess what I was doing yesterday? I kept crying non stop as I was finalizing the imagery for Alice in PolyLand book (www.tinyurl.com/y22pre2p)
Why you ask? The book contains three photos with my ex! And with the recent break up – the process of smoothing out the skin, adding color balance and contrast was bringing back a flood of memories. As though I was connecting to him all over again, almost in a tactile way – caressing his strong body, running my fingers through his thick dark hair, noticing all of the little details like a birthmark I used to love…
I did consider removing the imagery, but these photos and stories are full of pleasure, play, love, pain and depth. They are part of who I am today… Here’s a story on that. And a photo.
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The Bear and the Kitten
When all words are said and done. When there is a huge gap between the two polarities, and there is no reconciliation in sight. The time is to get still and grieve.
Distant memories come to life. They come out of the dark and bloom like wild tropical flowers. They take you on a voyage out of reality. Exactly what is needed right now to escape this world of tears and pain.
Perhaps because their charges were opposite at times they connected so vividly, strongly, out of this world, weaving their unique sensitivities and creating energetic experiences out of them. The same differences and sensitivities that pulled them apart in real life.
But we are in a world of fantasies right now. Take a step in – don’t be afraid of the dark…
… It was a sensory play. Alice – receiving, Dave – giving.
Visual – he’s undressing, moving his athletic body, dancing in front of her. Watching this handsome man’s naked athletic body move has always been arousing to Alice…
Sound – his dirty talk, Dave has always been amazing at it. Words have the power to ignite strong visual imagery and touch the depths of your fantasies. Alice started feeling the warmth spreading around her labia and slight stickiness around her pussy.
Scent – she was given a sample of a subtle scent of his body. Armpit, around his penis – ever so slight hint of his sex pheromones. She never knew how arousing these could be until she started focusing on them now.
Taste of berries, fruits, ice, his tongue, his cock. Touch was her favourite by far – eyes closed, sensing his playful hands, or just vivid energy movement.
Memories like these are what is left to us after all words are said and done. Experiences that make us grow — experiences that change us. Experiences to feel grateful for.
Alice was sure she had manifested him.
Now was the time to let go. Set free these memories and stories of pain and pleasure, amazing depth and disconnect, love and imbalance. These are the stories of duality.
Time to go deep inside of herself and get silent.
Just like the beginning of winter is inevitable, a contraction always follows an expansion. What was she going to manifest now?
