I was seventeen years old when I made my first acquaintance with the word “Bohemian.” I was reading a fashion magazine in my school library, and was initially attracted to pictures of hippy-ish women, half-naked, silver ringed, long haired and pretty much hauntingly...
Don’t go hiding your power girl. Under this Perigree Moon, you are more than you appear. You are a mystic and your magic is stronger than ever before. Other days you may pretend that there is nothing beneath your hooded eyes, you may laugh and wave away comments about...
One of my favorite things to do when visiting a new town is lingering in an independent book store. There is a spectacular one in Tofino, British Columbia. Like many other small book stores, it has a unique selection of offerings—ones that I would never find in a...
Ever thought about a prostate (self-)massage? Why not? Massaging the prostate can increase blood flow, move stagnant fluid and provide an incredible orgasm. The prostate is essentially the male G-spot. Tantric philosophy considers the G-Spot a man’s emotional sex...
I was born for the distant shore. Girl next door? That’s not me. I may look tame, but my soul belongs to the wicked wind. Do not judge me by youth or the smoothness of my skin. You say that I don’t know what I want, that I am still a child—that my eager fingers grab...
