• Learning the Hard Way,  Mom Moments,  Random thoughts and processing,  Self Love,  Vanilla,  Writer Block

    Blank Page

    Staring at a blank page has become my norm of late.  It is hard for me to put into words everything I’ve been feeling and not much of it has been sexy, kinky or light-hearted.  There is so much fear in the air that staring at a blank page seems the safest thing for me to do right now. I’d love to say I have notes and a list of wonderful things to write on this blank page but I haven’t even felt compelled to do that.  Life has just been a bitch.  I saw a sign the other day that said something to the effect of “2020 didn’t even…

  • stepping out dark shadow images of three young girls in dancing tutu's backstage waiting to dance
    Learning the Hard Way

    Stepping out

    I am in a place in my life where everything is scary and done alone. Tonight I am heading into the dance lesson by myself. After will be a group social event.  Stepping out alone is very new to me. My skin is crawling. I’m shaking. I want to leave. But I showered and shaved so in I go.  On goes the mask. On goes, the act.  This is comfortable for me.  What makes it the slightest bit easier is there is comfort in dance for me.  For as long as I could remember I wanted to dance.  I wanted lessons so badly that it became a daily request for…