Reclaiming Women’s Sacred Sexuality & The Female Gaze
Patriarchal conditioning, orthodox religion and reflections of insecurities after posting an erotic poem.
A couple of months ago, I shared a poem I wrote last year about someone I was sexually attracted to on my TikTok and Instagram.
The poem references how I thought about his hands touching my body… in a way that a poet would talk about it:
And sometimes in the quiet of the day, in the moments before sleep, I wonder about those hands, how they would feel, on my skin, are they slightly calloused and cold, from years spent in doing, in reaching into the earth to gift, do they still carry the rhythm in them, and can I feel it seeping into me with each stroke, brush, flick?
Since then I have felt a lot of resistance and fears coming up regarding being so sexually open.
I have written/referenced my self-pleasuring on my articles before. How one of my favourite things about being single is that I do get to give myself mind-blowing orgasms whenever I want to.
Yet when I shared this one, lingering anxieties and fears regarding my sexuality started to come up.
I was facing that patriarchal conditioning within me that was urging me to pull…
