Redefining Sexy

Sexy Reconciliation

Posted by on Mar 7, 2013

I did it. I found the sexy in taxes. I’ll admit, it wasn’t easy. But I’m pretty determined here at Blog Me Sexy. At first, I found myself doing that typical procrastination thing.  A snack. A nap.  A cup of tea. Cleaning. So let me deviate here for a moment and state loud and clear to myself and anyone else that needs to hear this: Procrastinating is so not sexy. It magnifies that which you are dreading, prolongs it, and more than doubles the agony. As soon as that light bulb when off, I resigned myself to a night with my calculator, determined to crank through my financial records and get back to living my sexy life. But then something unexpected happened.  As I was reconciling my receipts with my credit card statements, I saw charges from all the sexy things I did last year.  Like this. And this.  And her. Suddenly retracing my financial steps through the year got really juicy.  I got to relish in those sexy moments all over again… …and start strategizing sexy expenses for this year. Sexy Link: I was curious and typed the words  ‘sexy’ and ‘taxes’ into a Google search.  Voila!  Check out this blog: Budgets Are Sexy.  Under the column 10 Sexiest Posts, I found this post with tips on becoming a phone sex...

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Tall Order

Posted by on Mar 1, 2013

Last week I blogged about finding sensuousness in insomnia. This week I thought I’d blog about the sexiness of doing taxes. I….uh….I’m still working on that one. Sexy Link: A short article on the...

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Sexy Insomnia

Posted by on Feb 21, 2013

I’m pretty proud of this: I’ve been making insomnia sexy. I decided about two months ago that when I awaken at 2 a.m. after just five hours of sleep, I could lie there frustrated and drift in and out of sleep that feels like I’m awake… …or I could get out of bed and dwell in that space of wakefulness that feels like I’m still asleep. The later is so much sexier. I’ve found that being awake while still tethered in the dreamy consciousness of sleep is an incredibly sensuous place. Now when I wake up in the middle of the night, I give myself thirty minutes.  If I don’t fall back to sleep, I slide out of bed and into something luxurious~cashmere, satin or silk~ that I’ve left beside my bed. I stoke the woodstove, light a few candles and sit in meditation while a mug of hot water with a slice of lemon steeps at my feet. When my body craves movement, I sip lemon water between yoga postures. When my thoughts crave movement, I pick up a pen and let them flow across the pages of my journal. I’ve found that in the fire-lit hours, words move like breath on the page, even and measured, when my critic is too sleepy to comment or care. Ever since I’ve let go of the angst around not sleeping, I’ve come to cherish this sacred solo time when I can bask in the moonlight sneaking in my windows. I’ve reframed the idea of a sleepless night into a sleep less night. After about an hour or so, I slide back into bed, curl up with my man and let the cadence of his breathing lure me into a deep restful sleep. I wake up hydrated, centered and stretched.  My writing and contemplative practices are already done which leaves time for coffee in bed with my lover. It’s a pretty sexy ritual. How about you? How do you make the most of a sleep less night?  ...

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Orgasmativity Part III

Posted by on Jan 17, 2013

Before I launch into more orgasmic blogging, here’s a quick review of two key points from last week: 1. Contemplative practices like yoga and meditation cultivate presence and awareness which help you engage more sensually with life. 2. They also quiet the inner critic and mental chatter so you can rediscover your authentic self, tap into the magic of life and become more spiritually engaged. It’s this integration of the two, heightened sensuality and spirituality, with a big dose of nature that pushed my orgasmativity off the charts. And of course, writing erotically about it all doesn’t hurt either. So now the sight of an owl flying over the river at dawn gives me a full-body rush of ecstasy. The blush of pink on the mountains at sunset can make my heart and nearby nipples tingle with bliss. I get repeated spasms of joy at my clitoris while practicing yoga naked on my deck in the spring. All this and my sexy lover isn’t even around. And then last winter, after many cold dark mornings of sitting in meditation trying to embrace a challenging gray Oregon winter, I started having orgasms on my cushion. A reminder that much of this ecstasy rises out of sitting, stretching, facing, embracing your despair. It’s luscious ripe fruit, there for the picking. You just have to climb the tree. Sexy Links: If you need a leg up to the first branch: Kripalu Center for Yoga and Health Shambhala Mountain Center Books by Lama Surya Das and David Deida I reached the top branches, those meditation-cushion orgasms, through a combination of meditation and craniosacral therapy.  Find a therapist...

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Sexy Open House

Posted by on Nov 28, 2012

In the mountain community where I live, many of the businesses host open houses during the holidays.  It’s a great tradition with lots of wine, cheese and sexy conversation. So I’ve decided to extend the concept to my blog. For the month of December, Blog Me Sexy is hosting an open house. I wish I could engage you with a glass of Pinot Noir and some imported Gruyere Swiss, but since I can’t, we’ll have to focus on the sexy conversation part. I’ve been blogging me sexy for over a year now.  My dear readers, you know so much about me. I want to know you. I want to know what makes you wet, what makes you hard, what makes your body pulse with passion.  I want to know about the fun flirtation at the office Christmas party, the old lover you ran into while visiting your parents, the fabulous dress you have for New Year’s Eve. I want to know why you read this blog, what you like, what you don’t like, what you’d like to see from it in the New Year. This month I’ll be deviating from my Sexy Thursday blogging schedule and will be posting sporadically (if at all) between open houses, solstice yoga classes and back country skiing in the Tetons. But I’ll be checking in to comment on your comments. So if you haven’t already, give your sexy self a pen name and blog sexy with me. I look forward to the dialogue. Sexy Tease: I’m working on an essay about orgasmitivity (love that word, don’t you?). It’s getting pretty deep and involved for a single blog post.  I hope to ring in the New Year by unveiling it in a two or three part...

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