The Me’s Are Merging
For years, I’ve been performing a balancing act between too many versions of myself.
There’s the safe, “acceptable” me - the massage therapist, the reiki healer, the BPA, the good mother, the adventurous friend, the supportive sister. The version people can comfortably talk about over family dinners..
And then there’s the other me- the one who’s been a sex worker since I was 21, evolving into a sacred intimate, a sexual healer- if you will.
The tantric masseuse. The BDSM practitioner. The nudist. The side of me that, ironically, makes people freeze- though nervous system regulation is at the very heart of my erotic and intimate work.
These sides have lived in separate rooms for too long. I’m done with that.
This new space is where I put it all back together- unfiltered, unafraid, and yes, probably a little too honest sometimes.
Here’s what you can expect:
Stories from my own life
Erotica you can sink into
Serialized storytelling- chapters released in small, addictive doses
Educational pieces on tantra, BDSM, and consent
My unvarnished takes on sex, relationships, and politics
The occasional sensual (non-explicit) art piece
And probably more, because I never stick to just one lane..
I want this to be a place where curiosity isn’t just tolerated- it’s celebrated.
Where no question is too awkward, and where pleasure, healing, shadow work, and everyday life get to sit at the same table and have a drink together.
There’s no strict posting schedule (I’m not here to churn out content like a machine), but you’ll hear from me regularly.
Free subscribers will get occasional stories and plenty of teasing. Paid subscribers get everything- the spicy work, the deep dives, the workbooks, the “boring” bits, and the parts of me that take real courage to meet.
This is for everyone, friends, clients, curious neighbours from my little conservative island (yes, I see you peeking over the fence), strangers from every corner of the globe, and fellow erotic workers who know exactly what it’s like to walk the tightrope between “respectable” and “oh-my-god-did-you-hear…?”
I want this to be a space where we spark each other’s minds and imaginations. Where someone halfway across the world can drop a comment that blows me wide open with insight or makes my heart swell with warmth… and where the shy local- who’s never dared to say the word “orgasm” out loud- can quietly learn more about their pleasure and boundaries, attatcment patterns and relationships, than any classroom ever offered.
A space where the sacred and the playful share the same bed, where the erotic and the educational dance together without shame, and somehow it all feels like the most natural thing in the world..