I'm really focused on ebooks right now because it's the easiest way for us to get our information out globally and keep the lights on. Betty's memoir My Romantic Love Wars is out as an ebook and we're releasing several how-to sex ebooks including my first writing venture.
Running Time 94 minutes. Bonus Features 20 minutes. DVD is region free, NTSC
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Betty took it one step further and had women talk about their sex lives. It's how she learned that most women had genital shame and didn't know how to stimulate themselves to orgasm.
This past weekend we had our last workshop of the season. We were overbooked, had some last minute cancellations, and filled the slots from our wait list. The most amazing women sit in our circles - somehow the "right" women find their way to the "right" workshop.
We had women from Australia, Canada, Hawaii, the Northeast and the West Coast....sex workers, probation officers, students and a former nun. Betty and I were struck by the gifts and the strength of these women, how fortunate we are to call them sisters. I feel like I'm ruined for ordinary friendships because of the deep connections we create through Bodysex. The women who move forward with certification cross over into family.
The final ritual we do in the workshops is to have the women sit Indian style on the floor right next to each other in a small circle. We all hold hands and Betty has us make eye contact with each woman – then we each choose one word and share it with the group. For me, this past weekend was about “gratitude”.
This was our first Bodysex season post-baby and I started this past weekends workshop with a breast infection. I woke up tired and achey and my breast was all red and inflamed. We had women traveling from Taiwan, Chile, London, Poland, Boston and the West Coast - there was no way I could cancel, there was no one to take my place - plus bodysex is addictive and I wanted my fix.
We say it every time but this past weekend's workshop was the best one yet.
When we chose the dates for our Summer session, I was in my last trimester. I had no idea how I was going to pull it all off with a three-month old baby...would I be able to set up the room and do all the physical work that goes into a workshop...would Grayson be able to sit in the back room without screaming his head off...would I be sleeping enough to be present in the circle? I had total first-time-mom gitters.
I was two days past my due date and I was climbing the walls. After spending three weeks sick with a head/chest cold, I finally felt strong enough to deliver so I headed off to my midwife for a cervical sweep to see if we could get things moving.
The next morning around 3am I started having contractions. Throughout my pregnancy, everyone was talking about pre-labor contractions but, let me tell you, until you have a real birth contraction you have no idea what sort of physical intensity you're going to experience bringing a new life into this world.
I've always been defined by my body. I had curves at a young age - I had to balance jeers from my brother and his friends with leers from men in my dad's church.
Pregnancy has been a beautiful experience because I've shed all that. I am hourglass no more...my waist is carrying a human life and my ass is dwarfed by it's growing proportions. This whole experience is so healing because my body is fulfilling its intended purpose. I don't exist solely for the pleasure of others. That is fucking power.
When I was a little girl and we pulled into the driveway after a family outing, I would pretend I was sleeping so that my dad would carry me into the house and put me in bed.
I always loved his strong arms. Happy Father's Day Charlie.
We've launched a new video series My Orgasm and I decided to go first, sharing my orgasms with you on camera.
When we shot these clips, I'd just ended my 8 year relationship. It was abrupt...unnecessarily cruel...but time to move forward. Lawrence Lanoff was in town and, over lunch, we agreed to film me taking you through all of Betty's orgasm techniques for the women who can't make it to a Bodysex Workshop. When you witness the kind of healing that takes place in the workshops, you want to share it with the world even if that means bearing it all on film.
Whenever I get a new review of my ebook How to Make a Girl Come I tingle. Here's the latest 5-star review from Antonio Melendez:
"I can't thank you enough for sharing your wisdom and having an awesome mentor Betty. In your book you say 'sex is about pleasure and having fun. It's not a test of your manhood'
You've given us a valuable treasure and all we need is practice...I will be starting my pleasure kit from dodsonandross.com and BIG congratulations for this outstanding book... I love it."
You know I had to celebrate my birthday with a naked pic...I'm happiest naked in my bedroom and this pic is exactly how I feel today.
I'm happy and excited for the second half of my life. This year has been the most challenging to date but I wouldn't change a thing. I've learned so much about myself and my purpose. The Betty A. Dodson Foundation is just about to become a reality....sex education and information for all.
Thank you for all my birthday wishes. I am so grateful for all of the love and support.
Cosmo's review of my new ebook How to Make a Girl Come came out on International Women's Day. The irony wasn't lost on me. Betty was upset that I didn't consult her before it was published...to tell you the truth I didn't think it would run.
I dropped my voice and whispered "How to Make a Girl Come" in my neighbor's ear when asked about the title of my new ebook. I wasn't embarrassed but everyone around us at Foragers was kind of listening...you know the feeling of ears being turned your way. It was too early to answer sex questions.
A few hundred copies have been downloaded...thank you thank you thank you. Every morning I log on to my smashwords account to see the numbers. I can even track where copies are being downloaded by country. It's so liberating to have an idea...put pen to paper...design some cover art...and with the stroke of a key publish your work.
I was a book worm from the time I was a little girl. When I was 5, my favorite movie was Sireno De Bergerac...my favorite record was Swan Lake...I never wanted to be beautiful I always wanted to be smart.
When I was in 5th grade, my parents took me out of public school and enrolled me in Massapequa Christian Academy. It was literally a one room school house.
They'd taken long pieces of rough wood attached it to the wall with some chain link attached to each end so you could open it in one motion, slide some dividers between each student and instant presto chango you had a classroom. For 8 hours each day, you literally stared at a wall.