Thump, thump, thump. Blood pumps in her ears and her chest cramps in pain. Legs burning, she races up and down and up and down dark deserted streets. Sweat drips down her face, burns her eyes, becomes salty brine on her lips. She keeps going. A maze of glass and mirrors, lights flashing blue and green- like the gentle Northern lights cascading over the fields of her youth. But not like that at all.
Wild animals give chase. Their fecund scent fills the air, jaws snapping, spittle forming at the juncture of jaw and teeth. She can’t run fast enough…
I walk down the street, cute cotton skirt flipping up a bit in the wind. The breeze feels good on my legs, exposed to the elements for the first time in months, it makes me feel happy to be alive! As I walk down the avenue, the old colonial building lining the streets seem to be even even brighter shades of pastel than usual. It’s probably the fresh air and the fact that my face is upturned to the sun! The brightness is burning the old winter blues away from my mind.
Ahead of me is the flower market. A…
I’ve had the idea for this post about the risk of love for a while, but since today is Valentine’s Day and I have a little time to sit here and write, I figured now was a good time.
A stone’s throw from Jerusalem
I walked a lonely mile in the moonlight
And though a million stars were shining
My heart was lost on a distant planet
That whirls around the April moon
Whirling in an arc of sadness
I’m lost without you. I’m lost without you
Though all my kingdoms turn to sand
And fall into the sea
I’m mad about you. I’m mad about you…
Well- this has been some year eh? The whole concept of a polycule and multiple relationships is suspect in a year when getting together and seeing other people was mostly against the rules, let alone meeting new people, yet… we endure. For now, let me gather all the words and present my annual end of year overview of the polycule as it is and has evolved this year. (For more links to previous updates- see the bottom of this page.)
When I realized I preferred non-monogamy as my relationship orientation, it was as big a surprise to me as it was to everyone around me. I grew up a very traditional Christian, and I had never heard the word polyamory, even after I had basically started practicing my relationships that way. But now I have a little over four-years practicing non-monogamy under my belt and I cannot imagine my life any other way.
One of the most interesting things to come from living my life being open to and/or having more than one committed romantic relationship at a time has…
Finding someone you connect with on a deeper level is no accident. It takes work and focus. Sure you can grab a glass of wine or a nice rich whisky and sit on the porch Friday night and do some casual swiping when you’re bored, but that isn’t going to get you very many dates. It might occupy some time though and if that’s what you really want… carry on!
Dating is kind of like sales, you need to fill the funnel full of opportunities in order for even a few gems to pop out the bottom. I moved back…
I just moved back to the United States at the end of the summer. That means new adventures and much excitement around finding a place of my own here. It also means after 6 years of traveling and not owning much more than two suitcases full of stuff, completely furnishing a 1,400 sq. ft apartment in a 300-year-old building. Mega high ceilings, hardwood floors, gorgeous period windows, and two fireplaces have my creative juices flowing!! So, to deal with all that extra creative energy, my BFF (with whom I am currently living, is my soul-mate and partner in crime, not…
The latest post in an ongoing series updating how my polycule has changed over time. I thought when I started this series I would have lots of exciting adventures to share with you all, but in real-life fashion, things rarely ever go the way you think they will. However, I have enjoyed my journey, and I love the way my life is working out overall. So, read on for the latest update. (See the end of this post for a link to previous updates.)
“We had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossom had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two.” — Louis de Bernieres.
Frequently, current cultural romantic ideas really drive me up the wall. I just sent a tweet tonight about how the jealousy storylines in the program I am watching make me a bit crazy. Sometimes I listen to modern romantic music and just want to gag at the co-dependency and the way we treat each other like we’re children or possessions and then call it “true love.”…
Have you ever read one of those internet lists? You know the ones you read because you have a morbid curiosity and can’t stop yourself from looking? Like this one:
The 14 Craziest Objects Ever Found Inside People- https://www.ranker.com/list/the-13-craziest-objects-ever-found-inside-people/rachel-stewart
Once I read about a woman who had a sex toy of some sort stuck in her vagina for WEEKS before going to the ER because it finally started to get uncomfortable. I was very judgmental. I told all my friends. I asked how was that even possible? But now? I repent. …