Intro for TempleOfTheBody

Edit: Whoops! This was my intro for Tem­ple­OfThe­Body and I post­ed it to the wrong jour­nal. I decid­ed to leave a copy here any­way, but fig­ured I should explain!

What makes my body feel good. Hmmm. Well, I haven’t thought a great deal about that for most of my life, thanks to all the body=sinful/bad/evil pro­gram­ming. sam­bear is help­ing me to over­come more of that.

Touch­es
‑Clean sheets, espe­cial­ly against fresh­ly shaven skin
‑Clothes that feel good. The che­nille sweater that I’m wear­ing today is one of my favorites. Long-washed, real­ly soft den­im is anoth­er. Sand­washed silk is great.
‑A loved one’s skin against mine
‑Com­fort­able warmth
‑Hap­py Cats
‑Work­ing with silk fibers when I’m stitching

Scents—not so many of these sim­ply because I’m aller­gic to most arti­fi­cial scents
‑A good fire in the fireplace
‑Vanil­la can­dles (our friend makes his own vanil­la essen­tial oil and uses it for mak­ing candles)
‑Bread baking
‑Food cook­ing when I’m real­ly hungry
‑Many herbal teas. I don’t like the way they taste for the most part, I just like the smell.

Tastes
‑Cheese and bread
‑Suisse Mocha
‑Dark chocolate
‑Straw­ber­ries cov­ered in white chocolate
‑Fet­tucine alfredo

Sounds
‑Foun­tains
‑My lovers’ voices
‑Good music

Sights—this is hard­er because I’m real­ly not that visu­al­ly ori­ent­ed. I don’t know that I can think of any quite yet.

What do you love to have some­one do for you that makes you feel loved, accept­ed, warm, ful­ly present?
Hmmm. sam­bear makes me food. He reminds me to eat, in fact, because I often for­get or just find it too much trou­ble. All of my sweet­ies take time to find out what I like and try to cater to my tastes and shield me from crowds and noise as much as pos­si­ble since those things upset me. I feel absolute­ly cher­ished. And sam­bear cre­at­ed a “Cyn nest” in our bed­room with my stitch­ing chair (a reclin­er) so that I can get away from what­ev­er is going on in the rest of the house if I need to do so.

What do you do to make your­self feel like that? I don’t mean things that dull pain; I mean things that bring pleasure.
I have a morn­ing rit­u­al of Suisse Mocha, then cheese grits. If I don’t have them, I feel “off” all day. I have “com­fort books” around that I read out of famil­iar­i­ty. I choose stitch­ing projects with fab­rics and fibers that feel good and are visu­al­ly pleas­ing. I’ve been cut­ting peo­ple who don’t respect my bound­aries out of my life if there’s any way to do so and lim­it­ing con­tact if there isn’t. I’m seek­ing out and spend­ing time with peo­ple who do make me feel good, and playing/making music that is also comforting.