Ah, to reconnect with my crossdreaming feels like watering the plant of my soul. Suddenly again I am fresh, stimulated, sensitive, vital.
Oh how good I feel when a deep part of me pushes itself to the surface and expresses itself through the delightful form of sexual ecstasy.
A part of me suppressed, repressed, that has grown in me in such a different way from other parts of me.
A part that is deeply me, not taken on board from my surrounding culture.
I owe it to myself to cherish and develop this important part of me. In pleasurable moments I feel this keenly.
I also feel a keen bond with my sisters who share this characteristic. xxx
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