I was always thankful when I got off. It felt like a stretch, like the long game, like the lottery. It felt like something that was hard to achieve but great to have. I love sex, I always have. Our bodies are amazing and our minds are even better. Sex is an interesting combination of mind and body, or so I thought.

Like so many women, I liked sex, but felt frustrated by the illusiveness of good orgasms. It was that simple.

I worked to clear blocks, those that were in my past, in my soul, in my body, in my future, in myself. I have always acknowledged energy, but didn’t always know how to work with it. I remember the day that I sat down, naked on my floor, I crossed my legs, I closed my eyes and tears flowed freely from me during a meditation. It was the start of understanding myself on a deeper level. It was the start of healing on a deeper level.

As I understood myself and healed myself,I realized that energy was meant to flow through me. I started by dipping my toes in the water. I walked slowly out into the energetic water, much like wading into the lake or ocean. I wasn’t sure what I was sensing and I couldn’t see my feet, it was disorienting and I found myself standing still for a moment, not sure where to go in the water. Then, I just dove. I didn’t need to be able to see my feet, I didn’t need to understand what I was sensing or feeling. I knew that I was safe and that was enough. I took a deep breath and held in my breath, as I sunk deep into the water.

I was my own barrier. I knew it in the moment that I crawled across the bed. I gripped the sheets. I lifted my head. I moaned. I wasn’t sure if I wanted to get away or if I wanted to stay. I didn’t understand what I was sensing and feeling, but I knew that it was raw and real. I knew that it was pure and good. I took a deep breath and held my breath, I sunk deep into myself and just like that I orgasmed again.

Days later, I realized that I was my own barrier. If I could get off twice, why couldn’t I do it more. I took a deep breath and held my breath, I sunk into myself and all of the orgasms. I crawled across the bed, up the wall and out of myself. I strung orgasms together, one after a-lovely-nother . As I let energy flow through me, it flowed through me…. more than I could understand when I first started this journey.

To all of the women who are thankful for a single orgasm, find yourself and let universal energy flow through you, you won’t be sorry!