But what happens then? When we ignore our pussy reality—our pleasure, our erotic essence, our true nature, the gifts of the GPS—and prioritize the values of the PWC, we start to shrink.

Your version of tending your altar might be completely different from mine, but the objective is the same. It’s to create a wide landing strip for your own divinity so it can inhabit your day, your life, your body.

I recognized that I, too, had been learning the ways of the courtesans through my sensuality training. I’d learned to draw pleasure from the simple acts of eating, bathing, walking, dressing. From allowing my gaze to connect with the gaze of a man. And, eventually, from touching his body.

A woman’s body creates life, and yet we argue with it. We hate the blood, the smell, the gushiness, the wild hair, the vivid colors, the way it turns on, the way it turns off, and the essential brilliance of the way it operates. We are ashamed of our sacred creative essence, the seat of our divine feminine power.

Pussy is our true north, our meter reader, our highest power. We don’t trust her because we don’t know her. All that is about to change. Grab a hand mirror and let’s take a bit of a tour together.

Flirtation is nothing more than enjoying ourselves. Enjoying ourselves like the world is our playground. Enjoying life like we’re kids at a carnival. Flirtation has no goal. Flirting with a goal is hustling. Hustling is not flirting, it’s

For, like so many women, we think we are obliged to say yes. Many women have spent their lives watching their moms, grand-moms, aunts, and friends choicelessly support a legacy of submission. Many women have been taught since childhood that they are an object, existing solely for the enjoyment of men. This kind of man is looking at women as

Sisterhood gives us the strength to believe in the best and brightest aspects of ourselves and to connect deeply to our power.

As they say, when the mama is happy, everyone’s happy. Unfortunately, most women have no idea what makes them happy. We were brought up to pay attention to the happiness of our husbands, fathers, mothers, and children—but not our own. This is why so many relationships fail. The woman has gotten the message that to keep her relationship alive, she