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This was our first Bodysex season post-baby and I started this past weekends workshop with a breast infection. I woke up tired and achy 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.

It's always kind of shocking that women will brave transatlantic flights, cooped up on planes for umpteen hours to join us in the circle but Taiwan is another story. When we went around the circle and introduced ourselves, two of the women announced that they were from Taiwan's department of human sexuality and were starting the certification process to run groups in their own country. Then one of them pulled out a copy of Sex for One in Chinese. Betty couldn't believe it. And it seems that it's currently sold out in bookstores. Amazing. I had to snap a pick.

We don't ask for sexual histories. We have no idea who will knock on the door - their age, race, or orientation. Somehow the right women come together in the right workshop. During group share, one of the women described a childhood tragedy. The women sitting immediately next to her had suffered a similar tradegy in her teens. Watching them hold hands and acknowledge each other's pain was beautiful. When one woman shares her deepest, darkest secret and it resonates with other women in the group - complete strangers - it starts the healing process, the Bodysex effect.

I know that this may be off putting but Grayson loves to be in the room during genital show & tell (I have a caretaker in a separate room for tantrums and erotic recess). It must be the positive energy and the sheer joy that's created by this ritual. They say babies are psychic and he's so alert, looking around smiling at the women. I imagine each workshop adding to his character. When it was time for me to display my vulva, I walked out of the room to hand him over to his caretaker. Betty said that the look on his face was, "no, I don't want to go".

This group was so harmonious. Sometimes erotic recess is super loud, super energized but this time there was a calming aspect to our shared orgasms. Everyone climaxed and we all communed together like we knew each other for decades. There was a distinct feeling of family in the room, like we were sisters separated at birth sent to live on different continents with distant relatives. Harmony. Balance. Peace. Love...filled my heart as I rode the waves of pleasure.

Four of the women will be moving forward with certification, holding their own Bodysex workshops around the globe. When Betty and I strategized about how we could disseminate her philosophy of independent orgasms and body acceptance, we didn't think training women to run workshops would take off so quickly. In less than a year, we have our first graduate from Canada with San Francisco, San Diego, Philadelphia, San Antonio, Colorado, Maine, Mexico, Israel, Prague, Chile, and Taiwan next in line. It's almost overwhelming to think of the difference we can make in one generation through these amazing women. 

Our hearts are full.

Thank you
Cho Cho
Cipka
Little Rose
Minnie
Lola
The Cat
Maggie
Mona
Marilyn
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