loving ourselves with small gentle steps

every weekday i put on my passably-corporate garb, run (usually literally) to catch my bus (so as to avoid the… Read more loving ourselves with small gentle steps

when you touch me

you swaddle me with your love carefully laying me out arranging me just so then gently but firmly weaving a… Read more when you touch me

just home from a day and night spent with a dear lover, and pondering again the immense privilege of intimacy… Read more gratitude

philip. i get on my bus after a long day at a job i am grateful for, but don’t love.… Read more fragments of connection: a response

i have been wanting to talk about sex for a long time. i’ve been wanting to start conversations. i’ve been… Read more a dharma statement