Below is an email from a beautiful woman who took our last workshop *tingles*
I am still processing Bodysex. Still shaking my head in disbelief, marveling at all the beauty and courage within that circle. The depth of what I took away from the experience still confounds me. This started out as a thank you note to Betty and Carlin but then I thought, why not thank everyone? After all, it was the sense of sisterhood that made this so special.
Negative misconceptions born from the cultural double standard had darkened my perception of sex and my body. Bodysex taught me something so simple and yet absolutely fundamental; every individual is entitled to pleasure…and I’m convinced there was no better way to learn it.
As Erotic Recess began, I closed my eyes, scanning my mind for fantasies. With a pang of disappointment, I realized that my internal library consisted of vanilla, predictable, and ultimately boring scenarios. None felt right for this moment. I started to stress - what if I couldn’t do this? I was in a room full of people, for Christ’s sake! How could I let myself be so vulnerable? At least everyone else is in the same boat, I thought. And from this, a fantasy materialized.
Our circle was inside a spaceship, surrounded by views of the cosmos, electrical circuitry and a dashboard with endless buttons, knobs, and levers. Though only our group inhabited this one room, I got the sense that the ship carried many others, perhaps the entire population of Earth after its untimely destruction from God only knows what. We were bound for safety in a galaxy far, far away, but of course, the ship was running low on fuel. Captain Dodson to the rescue: “Fuck fuel! Orgasmic energy’s more powerful anyway!”
At this point, the circle in Betty’s apartment was coming alive. The heady, primal sounds of bodies shifting, breathing, and moaning entered my evolving fantasy. Shit, this was intense. The lights in the spaceship’s control room flickered. The walls shook. As the first full body orgasm of my life sent an electrical jolt from my core out to my very toes and fingertips, the spacecraft’s gravity mechanism broke. Our circle floated up, up, up.
Before Erotic Recess ended, we had criss-crossed the cosmos. At one point, a particularly primal sounding orgasm from across the room took my fantasy in a new direction, sending our circle to a jungle riverbed. In the circle’s center stood (or hovered) the Goddess herself, an orgasmic green glow emanating from her unearthly being.
The energy within our circle took not only my body but my mind places it had never been before. I had NO idea that a single sensation so deeply rooted in the physical could transcend physical barriers. Betty uttered the phrase, “sexual consciousness raising,” and that’s what happened. My consciousness rose to the clouds…
Thank you, everyone, for this incredible experience. The camaraderie of our sisterhood continues to inspire me. Betty and Carlin, thank you for this extraordinary work - thank you from the bottom of my heart.