Beloved Flower Lover,
no time to love up on beauty,
too much on her plate….or that’s what she percieved….
muffin top, feeling fat, frazzled, and feeling unjuicy
a pre menopausal over giver….
children, work, husband….she almost dropped from over work and less than her need for 8 hugs a day…
married to Mr Cortisol….
last thing on her mind was sex….
she didn’t even know she had been robbed of her 8 hugs that day…
blaming herself about the pleasure island that she could never get too….
running and spinning class,
she wanted to be rewarded by the images of male productvity
scared to have an awesome dance party with her friends and children…
it got too much…..she went back to the drawing board,
resetting the system,
she opened a new door,
even though some of the pleasures looked ridiculous
she breathed out….and
brought to her eyes and nose a scene and scent of natural beauty,
her left hand outstretched and open she was given the darkest dark chocolate she had seen and felt it sitting on her tongue and tenderly melting,
music seemed to hold her hand,
she was given a pleasure cocktail of omega 3, phosphastidly serine,rhodolia and holy basil in mango juice…followed with dark cacoa chocolate.
she began to sway, smile and take tiny baby steps of dancing with the stress….
then gifted a flower of her choice to leave with,
her perception of the stress on her plate totally changed and her age slowed down…
she danced and without shame she admitted,
“I can’t control myself”…I need a hug…she was a recovering stress junkie
self blame had left the room and self-love filled it up….the sandalwood and epsom bath was now being set…
pure pleasured was rocking the room…
….and he knew it.
The London Flower Lover,
p.s.omg…eat, move and gift with pleasure. Listening to Dr Sara Gottfried and get your permission to embrace your pleasure and soften into the feminine nuture.