Rowan's Little Book of Pleasures
Exploration, Sexuality, Meditation, and Healing
Have you ever felt that sometimes, just sometimes, you have a moment of real reflection on your life? Suddenly today, in my meditation time, I really looked at what I’ve dug myself into. I’ll cross 100k in student loan debt this year, and I have no hope of paying it down. I’ve got a home... Continue Reading →
Since the world shut down, I’ve been relegated, for the first time in my life, to living at home alone. I’ve been alone with my dogs in my house for so long I forget what it’s like to have people in my house. For things like my disordered eating and my dogs, being home has... Continue Reading →
Hello! I know, it’s been a long time. Life is messy. It never goes the way you expect, and it seems to be less and less predictable the longer you’re here. If you had told me 2 years ago that things would be like they are today, I wouldn’t have believed you. Am I back?... Continue Reading →
I am an empath. I am a caretaker. I’m an extrovert. If you are part of my circle and I care about you, I want to be able to help. I often internalize your pain or emotions, and I empathize on a fundamental level. This means several things. Firstly, I make an excellent friend. I... Continue Reading →
The "Magic Wand" from wish. Yes, I bought a "Magic Wand" on wish.com. Yes, I bought it on purpose. No, I wasn’t intoxicated when I did. There are a lot of opinions on “wish” and the safety of products as well as the ethical implications of ordering from such sites. This post is not going... Continue Reading →
Switching can be about a partnership, or about power play. What does it mean to be a switch? Some sects of BDSM would argue the being a switch means you aren’t a “real” dominant or a “real” submissive. However, in the same breath, many of those same people will tell you that the best dominant... Continue Reading →
This is a question I’ve been mulling over the last 8 months or so. I don’t mean “who am I?” as in the movie trope where some tragic accident has made me forget my actual identity. I mean, from an introspective, intentional way – who am I? In October last year, I woke up to... Continue Reading →
Rowan's Little Book of Pleasures 