Dancing,  My Story,  Sexy

Please, Be A Tease

Last night, I put on my thigh high zebra socks, a teeny tiny skirt and matching triangle bikini top.  I slid and dragged, lifted and popped, circled and shook — until the air shimmered with my warm breath.  The room was dark, tinged with red.  The music was heavy, beating with the rhythm of the earth and my heart.  The pole was shiny and glorious, as it should be.

The rest of the world fell away.  No more worries.  No more bills.  No more work.  No more drama or bullshit.  Just me and the heat of the moment.

The where, the when, the how, and especially the why — don’t apply anymore.  I wouldn’t have it any other way.

This is my time to tease life into being. A time when my body knows exactly what to do and my brain disappears in mindless movement.  It’s my time to be a woman filled with soft thoughts.  To be a rocker chick who just needs to shake her hair.  Eventually, time disappears, lost in translation between body, soul, and dance.

I let my toes drag and take a step, shifting my weight to settle against the walls.  Slowly, slowly, letting my body drip down to the floor.  I move along every surface, letting my fingers barely touch the edges.  I paint the room with my essence and settle into my true self.  It feels as if the dance becomes me and we disappear into each other.

Sensual dance arouses your true self out of it’s logic bound cage.

You feel compelled to explore the world around you, though sensation, through experience, through sound and motion.  Without the prison of thought, life becomes an infinite moment extending out for eternity, with the joy of your senses to guide you step by step.  You realize that you can’t force your sensual nature, you must tease and tickle it, hold it in rapture with a nuzzle and a wink.  If you are willing, you can open your body to the dark places in order to find the light within.  It’s hiding because it likes to play, counting the moments until you find it, with a delicious pounce and a barrage of giggles.

You can’t depend on someone else to discover your sensual self.

It’s a game where nobody but you knows the rules.

Anyone can show you the technique. Anyone can demonstrate the trick. Anyone can direct your body and guide your thoughts…. but only you can accept the emotions that arise.  The power of life is to show you the puzzle and ask if you wish to solve it.  It takes courage to embrace and accept every part of your true self because there will always be parts that you don’t know…. yet.

You can’t know the future.  You can only see the glimmer of your soul when you let go of the past, and give in to the full experience of this moment.

What are you waiting for?

This is your personal invitation to dance, to live, to beckon and blow kisses in the wind, to tease the world until it gives you exactly what you want.

It’s time to throw on your silky thigh high nylons, your red heels, or nothing at all and wink back.   It’s time to dance, NOW!

Twirl, Swirl, and Fly!

9 Comments

  • araskiss

    I have a made a serious effort to tap into my sensual side all day, everyday. I try to take the time and effort to really feel everything. I focus on the warm of the sun on the back of my neck, I wear silk stockings to work and caress my calves throughout the day.

    I don’t flick my hair, I shake it and run my hands through it. I often stretch and then run my hands along my body. I caress my neck while reading and tweak my nipples when no one is looking 😉

    Paying attention to being sensual has slowed me down and helped my tap into my body and mojo. I walk sexier even when its just to the copier at work and its easier for to relax and enjoy myself.

    Sensuality has definitely added quality to my life.

    • Yannori

      Awesome! I’ve always told my students to practice walking sexy around the halls at work or at the grocery story. I love to share the sensual subtleties of being a woman wherever I go. It makes me feel more alive.

      Thank you for sharing the experience!

  • Publishersgirl

    I used to love walking around naked, flirting privately, creating different saucy scenarios in my head. I imagine them now still rich and hot with warmth and passion. I’m trying to tap into that sexuality again, and as a woman, have sensuality and imagination dripping from my skin.

    • Yannori

      Publishergirl, the sensuality is coming off of you in waves of creativity. I love your words and I bet you dance exactly the way you sound. Keep dancing and keep writing! Thank you for your comment.

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