In today’s reading, one topic was the ever popular: the G spot and how to get her boyfriend to find it.  “Does he NEED to find it?” I asked, “Are you unsatisfied without it?” No, she admitted, but she wanted to experience it, so they went online and did everything they were supposed to and still – no G spot. Knowing where it is because I know my own body, I went online to research what was being said. I wondered who writes the articles about which positions to engage in.  I wonder how many men are spinning their wheels trying to do everything some site tells them will work, instead of asking their partner, who may not even care about finding it. Based on the women who’ve discussed the topic with me through the years, finding the G spot is the least of their worries. They are still waiting for their partner to find the other pertinent parts. The clitoris is the analogue organ to the penis in a man. It is the seat of the nerve sensations known as orgasm. Asking a woman to have an orgasm without direct stimulation or contact to the clitoris is exactly, precisely the same as asking a man to have an orgasm without stimulation or contact to the penis.  But few will have the conversation with their partner. Their loss. Speak up. Give your partner all the tools they need to please you, or forever hold your peace. The best gift you can give your partner is knowing  your own body.

Didja ever notice it’s the ones who seem quiet and shy who are the real surprise??? You’d think the crazy ones are the freaks in the sheets, right?  Not so says a galpal who’s done her research. She says give her Mr. Humble And Unassuming every time.  I can dig it.

Janell

“I’m not sure where women are betraying their own spiritual and moral compass just for scraps of affection from people, but that’s NOT happening around HERE! JAH taught that lesson the hard way! So I n I will remain faithful Forever More and respect the lesson, karma & the righteous seed! We out here trying to lead by example a generation of women who walk upright… follow their intuition & stomp out any thing that even looks like mental, spiritual, physical or emotional oppression. I’m not trying to hurt feelings and it’s not out of fear.  It’s just that if you’re holding up the MISSION… the mighty Divine cause of ultimate truth… then you might as well step off to the side!  Listen… the temple is the Body! Jah will meet you @ the temple… Don’t let them make you feel alone, unworthy, ashamed, tired or not good enough!  The Way Maker is alive and well and always @ work. You are a cosmic being! THE KINGDOM IS INSIDE! You feeling alone is an illusion. You are cut from the divine cloth of the universe. You are carved out of that beautiful oblivion. If you start feeling Low… start forgetting such things… ask Jah to remind you. To guide I n I steps.  Ask Jah to get on all sides of you and form a sacred circle, and in that circle it is safe for you to weep & find comfort & most importantly RISE! JaHBLess the People.” Janell January Johnson

Just saw a Facebook post about “new agers” workshipping the Universe and being Lucifarian. Having published Florida’s new age magazine for 21 years, many are misinformed about what new age is. Worship the Universe? Never heard that. Lucifarian? ROFL . There are fanatics in every genre who come up with all sorts of stuff that the unknowing take it as what many believe in.  When driving out of state, I once tuned into a radio preacher that was telling the listeners what new-agers believe in. Holy sh*t no wonder the “christians” are scared to death of the words. That’s ok, when someone quotes me from the bible, I have the same reaction. The bible the word of God after millenia of re-writes by politicians? Unlikely at best. Educate yourself and and get a grip. Don’t let the sound of your own wheels make you crazy.

I purposely don’t keep a tight account of how many dollars I have at any given time.  When I made far less, I used to drive myself crazy over managing it. Every few years I find I need to pull dollars out of nowhere. It’s usually just a crucial few day period between credit card dollars being credited and checks arriving in the mail. I went in search of $4,000 before noon.  I couldn’t count credit cards that had been run and were waiting to be credited to the account. That wouldn’t happen before noon.  I couldn’t count checks that were not in my hand. This month the magazine job was printed a week early.  I did not ask advertisers for their payments a week early.  There’s usually enough in the account that it doesn’t matter.  Earlier this year, I’d paid cash for several high ticket pieces of needed equipment, and had some emergency expenses.  I don’t do credit cards; I have excellent credit and want to keep it that way.  I just forget to ask for 6 months same as cash. I glanced at the books to see who owed me how much and called everyone.  With their dollars on the way, I still had to address the situation of $4,000 by noon.  I began looking into the bank accounts and adding them up. Particular accounts I just pretend don’t exist; that way I never go into them.  Hmmm, if I transferred this here… all it took was me adding up for a combined total to see there was no problem. The only problem was me not having taken stock of what I already had on hand, and thinking I needed to go to outside sources.  Yes, I was owed the dollars on their way to me, but I still had – at the very moment I needed it – the dollars in hand to pay what needed to be paid when it was due.  It has never not happened. I have no reason to expect or believe it will ever be any different. I am indeed blessed.

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A loungey, lazy Sunday morning. Sometimes there can be so much Presence here in my own space that to leave it to go to church would be redundant.
Photos of our place

“When women pay attention and value what is really important,  we do actually end up with great guys.” says wise guru galpal Julie Runion. So true,  living the proof.  I thought my only partner could be a monk, bookworm or hermit recluse. Happily proven wrong.