by Amy Weissfeld | Apr 18, 2024
My blood leaked around the edges, destroying countless pairs of underwear, spotting my pants, staining not just my clothes but my car’s seat, my friend’s couch, my good living room chair (years later, when I finally had a living room and enough time had passed for me...
by Amy Weissfeld | Feb 4, 2023
While setting up for this November’s Bodysex Retreat in Portland, OR, I was about to hang the usual red scarf over the large glass opening of my front door, when inspiration struck. Bodysex is like this. A gentle tuning in to our bodies and our intuition sometimes...
by Amy Weissfeld | Feb 4, 2023
Resurrection feels, at first, like an oddly fitting dress to me. Tight in all the wrong places with an unflattering pattern and itchy seam. When my Bodysex sister first uttered the phrase “Gracious Resurrection” to describe how she felt at the end of the workshop, I...
by Amy Weissfeld | Feb 4, 2023
I have turned to liquid. Not so much swimming as melting into the sounds of sisters and myself as I, we, sink deeper into the mystical, magical experience of erotic recess. Charging ourselves with pleasure for ourselves. Showing myself to myself. What feeds me, what...
