I Am Woman

Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I've got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?-Maya Angelou

Gotta love Maya. That's from her poem "Still I rise", and it is a powerful statement. We forget sometimes, as we walk about in sweatpants and no make-up, running errands, taking care of children, or husbands...or husbands who are children-that we are the embodiment of the Goddess. That its alright if we love sex as much if not more than men. That we fantasize, that we shake our groove thang. It doesnt make us sluts. It doesnt make us someone a man can't take home to his mother. I hate those stereotypes. The innocent virgin, the repressed librarian, the Magdalene whore.
Here's a truth, Mary Magdalene was labeled a whore by a pope sometime around the 1300's. Its not actually in the Bible. They talk about a prostitute-but they dont name her. Some even say Mary was a follower, a student...and in no way a loose or immoral woman.
My husband can watch porn, I read and write erotic romance. I dont think it means I have a closet fetish I should be ashamed of. Some people are Grisham fans, or read only science fiction...some people only read technical manuals or magazines. To each his own.
I revel in romance and sensuality. I love stories of people falling in love, I love the expression of that love. I love sex. Yes I said it {and I'm only blushing a little}
Woman is a powerful, erotic, compassionate, empathetic and wholly magickal being. I love being a woman. Bring on the glass cieling, the PMS, the hot flashes and that stubborn lid on my pickle jar...I enjoy being exactly what I am:Earth Mother, Goddess, Temptress...and yes...a Diva.