Here's What I'm Listening To...

Here's what's currently bumping on my Ipod. Being the dork I am, I basically listen to the same 8-10 songs on repeat. Enjoy!

Just a Random Quote...

"Vulnerability, surrender, defenselessness
in sexual intimacy
takes you beyond the ego.
Then sex becomes meditation."
-Deepak Chopra




[[hmmm... all i can say is WOWZA!!!]]

BLOG 2: On Vagina

Remember the days when simply having a vagina meant that you deserved a higher level of courtesy and respect than offered to those without one? I don’t. It must’ve been way before my time. Because today, I am completely convinced of this one thing:

My vagina means absolutely nothing in New York City.

It’s not that I’m in search of any single grand gesture. I just think it would be nice for the businessman seated comfortably on a subway car, reading his paper, to consider relinquishing his seat to a woman who enters the car with children in tow. Or, if upon seeing an older woman struggling to get from the train to the platform, a young boy would offer a helping hand rather than attempting to push past her. Or in my case, if after a long day of work & school, [[while rocking the flyest four-inch heels I’ve ever purchased in my life, feet throbbing in pain from the fabulosity that the shoes exude, laptop & books weighing me down, mean metropolitan area law student headache feeling like knives to my forehead]] a young man would see fit for me to have his seat. Not because I ask for it, or because he sees me struggling to keep my balance with my abundance of stuff, but because I am a woman and I am deserving of that kind of concern.

Any woman living in New York City who says that chivalry isn’t dead hasn’t attempted to board a subway near Wall Street during rush hour… where vaginas are obsolete and it’s every [[wo]]man for himself.

BLOG 1: Like a Lullaby

I love that taunting feeling when you’re just about to drift into a reeeeeally good sleep.

Sleep is great.

But that decadent feeling that happens just before you allow yourself to relinquish control,

That self satisfying thing that says that for this moment,

Everything is okay …

I love that feeling.

I used to go through my days looking forward to it.

But now I realize that feeling is a lot like life.

We all have goals and aspirations, things that we expect to happen,

And things that we pray God will allow to happen.

That anticipatory feeling right before you go to sleep is very similar to

Being on the cusp of seeing everything you ever dreamed come to fruition.

I’ve often wondered why I’m so intrigued by that sensation.

I’ve come to the conclusion that, in life, I’m always on the cusp of fulfilling another dream.

When things get rough, and that taunting feeling seems like

It’s the only good thing I have to look forward to,

There has got to be something completely mind-blowing just around the corner.

Another goal reached, or dream manifested.

So I’ve learned to surrender to my sleep a lot earlier now,

No longer holding on to the anticipation of it,

But actively seeking to float into a sweet slumber…

Knowing that God is awake.