What If I Don't Orgasm?

I’m tired of hearing women say, “I don’t orgasm.” Or:
“It’s hard for me to get off”
“I take too long, so I fake it.”
”It only happens with a vibrator” [shame face]

And this one gets to me: “I don’t know if I’ve ever had an orgasm.”

All of these unfortunate complaints are the result of pure patriarchal BS! From sexual mis-education and lies we’ve been fed that women’s sexuality should be like men’s -and- should please men.

To YOU beloved, lovely lady: if you’ve ever questioned the “rightness” of YOUR particular version of orgasm or what you call non-orgasm: NOTHING WILL MAKE YOU 0RGASM MORE/BETTER/FASTER IF YOU BELIEVE YOU’RE BROKEN.

👉🏼 You are not broken
👉🏼 Nothing is wrong with you
and
👉🏼 There is much for you (and all of us!) to discover.

WHAT IF…..
🔥 Orgasm were a mind-blowing, full body blast-off to outer space where you dissolved into bliss, met God, and downloaded all the mysteries of the universe??

WHAT IF…..
🔥 Orgasm were available to you in every moment, in response to all things that make you happy? Chocolate-gasms, sunset-gasms, wine-gasms? I’m talking ORGASM FOR DAYS!
.
==> Welcome to my world, step inside….

I love you,

Eva

Is Your P*ssy Magic?

Is your p*ssy magic?✨

A woman’s capacity for sexual pleasure is physiologically informed by how she feels about her body, and our culture SLAMS us with messages that our sex organs are gross, evil, and ugly. 

(Exhibit A – Labiaplasty is the world’s fastest growing cosmetic procedure. Exhibit B – the disappearance of pubic hair. Both are sad events in my book). 

If you’re laying with your partner worried that he might find you disgusting, it’s super hard to relax & enjoy things. Ever done that? Probably most of us have. 

If you don’t love it => it ain’t gonna feel good

I SAY: Buck the BS that your exquisite flower is anything other than holy, intelligent, and your ALLY. Partners that worship your pu$$y will help (pictured)

Have a running conversation with your p*ssy all day. Touch Her, check in with Her, give Her a voice. The more you think about Her, it plumps up the nerve highway between the brain and pelvis, and you’ll have more sensation and pleasure. Pussy is happiest when She’s heard and respected. Can you relate???

Nature installed magnificent bells and whistles to ensure that you want – and get – the deep soul-stirring, multi-orgasmic sex you need. 

==> If this is not happening OFTEN for you, step into my world.

To Find Big Love You Must Stop Playing Small

Deep down, women often believe that playing full-out in life will make it harder to find love. But exactly the opposite is true.

When you’re playing in your pleasure, and working in your divine assignment, THAT’S when your Beloved appears. When your soul is aligned with your work, your whole being sings, and he will hear that song and follow it until he finds you. And when he does, he will match you vibrationally. 

If you stay small, and shine less than 100%, SO WILL YOUR RELATIONSHIPS.

This is the recipe for chronic disappointment and frustration. When you hold back your gifts, your soul is in agony, so to soothe the pain the mind steps in to invent “stories” that reconcile the gap between what you’re doing, and what you’re CAPABLE of doing.

That’s when we choose partners based on our unhealed wounding, low self-worth, and addictive needs.

So SHINE ON brilliant ones. DO NOT dim your light or your PLEASURE. And a love beyond your wildest dreams will come. 

I want this reality for you, because I love you.

-  Eva

Can A Woman Have Casual Sex?

I want to talk about casual sex. The most common question I hear from women is, “How do I have sex and not get attached?” The problem in this question is the inference that something’s wrong with getting “attached.” Since when is that a bad thing? Why isn’t NOT getting attached seen as wrong/bad/crazy? It seems there’s a lot of confusion between sexual empowerment and self sacrifice. Our culture is bent in favor of masculine goal-oriented conquest sex. This is the influence of patriarchy, with an extra helping of internet pornography. [Aside – some women find freedom and empowerment with this model. Let’s celebrate them. However, most do not]. The male-model ideal of casual sex is setting up a no-win situation for women – who are supposed to shoehorn their needs for love at some violence to themselves. Sometimes we can have a brief encounter and walk away pleased and unscathed. Other times, it can feel like a shredding of the soul. In light of this, and in understanding female biology, I do not recommend casual sex for women. But understand that to me, sex is never CASUAL; it’s a profound sharing of our most intimate energies. I DO recommend sex when you’re honored, respected, and adored. A woman’s body is a bullshit detector….We can sense when we’re unsafe or unloved. All too often, we sacrifice ourselves and override the signals that say ‘stop’, in hopes that we’re wrong, or he will change, or….[fill in your blank]. FYI, I’ve done this PLENTY ^. I don’t believe in “rules” when it comes to sex – like wait ’til you’re committed, be poly, be mono, blah blah blah. Some people make rules and that’s great. I just like to break them. When it comes to sex, I have one foundational ethic: HONOR your body’s wisdom. And it helps your body to assess the situation by having honest conversations before engaging. You have the right to say what’s true for you. Say what you’re afraid to say. Be sober. Be real. Be ready to walk away. But if your body gives the green light, and you feel fully heard, seen, and safe, then g’head and ride that river of pleasure surging through your skin. The feminine longs for ecstasy, life, and sensation. If the experience is not affirming of these things for you, pause it. And if you proceed despite your body’s signals to stop, you’re still beautiful and powerful. We live in a culture that does not respect the feminine, and tends to mock our preoccupation with love. But I want you to know – your body is a sacred gate to heaven. Your heart is your superpower. Pause before you give either away. I love you.  My sisters, let’s go deeper on this, so you get the love and sex that is your birthright…nourishing, adoring, and outrageously pleasurable.

Why You're Obsessing On Him

We all know that good sex gives women superpowers.

If we’re touched – physically or emotionally – in the right way for US, we get a major flood of hormones that trigger an explosion of good things – like confidence, and creativity. But these hormones also trigger OBSESSIVE THINKING and self-sacrificing behaviors (!) as nature’s way of pair-bonding us with potential baby-daddies.

If the source of our pleasure then disappears for whatever reason, we will literally go into chemical withdrawal. ACTUAL, real, painful withdrawal.

In order for women to sexually empower, we have to understand the ways in which evolution designed us to pursue love. It’s not a weakness, it’s our nature.

The only problem is that it conflicts with our culture, which tells us we’re “crazy” for being so emotional or needy.

Here’s the deal – When you’re aware of your physiology (I can actually FEEL my oxytocin kickin’), you can PARTNER with your own emotional body, instead of being tossed around by it. You can modulate the release of these hormones and master your sex life. Then – dating, love, commitment, one night stands, long-term monogamy – whatever your flavor – becomes a playground instead of a minefield.

Sound good? Can I tempt you to learn more?

It will completely transform the way you do sex and love, and trust me, it’s WAY MORE FUN than a broken heart.

And I love you,

Eva

Desire

Go on – say it – what do you desire in this moment? 

I desire: timelessness, wet rain forests, salty french fries, a nap in a hammock, a man to kiss me tenderly, and unabashed naked dancing.

Desire is the most creative force in the universe, it’s the root -and- the road to your soul. Desire infuses us with courage, it points the way, it tells the truth.

I’m not talking about the *fulfillment* of desire, but rather the very ache that urges us toward wild aliveness. 

We must learn to listen to our longings, plunge our tongue into the sticky jar of life, and actually…taste…freedom. 

I love you,

Eva