The Boudoir

Have you ever woken up in the middle of the night —somewhere between 3 a.m. and 5 a.m. —with a knot, a tension, you couldn’t quite name? You know the voice; the one that haunts us at 3 a.m., whispering that we’re falling behind, that

Last night, while speaking with my partner, I had a sudden realization. There’s a misunderstanding — not just between us as a couple, but culturally — about what it truly means to feel sensually and sexually satisfied. That these two aren’t the same thing. And more than that, I believe

If you had asked me just a few years ago, What does it feel like to be disconnected from your femininity? I wouldn’t have had the slightest idea what you were talking about. Like so many women, I was completely absorbed in work. I woke up thinking about deadlines,

I’ve made it official: I no longer wish to force anything. Nothing. Nada. And yet, allowing softness to take the lead in my life has been one of the hardest things I’ve ever done, ironically so. In theory, softness should be simple — you just let go. But in