sanctuary
love. loss. growth. and the art of becoming.
removing the lens: moments of self-betrayal and living more boldly in my truth – faith
there are days that i forget that the only gaze that i should cater to is my own. but most days, i am hyper aware of my own brilliance. of my own light. of my own beauty. of the God within me. of my own power to make my life whatever i want it to be.
finding my enjoyment: pleasure as an act of liberation – marlo w.
how could i truly center my own pleasure when i didn’t know who i was, what i liked, and what i truly desired? i thought i had an understanding of what i liked, but noticed that i was enjoying less and less the sex i was having, the men i was encountering, and the way i was being treated.