ly surren… in front of their audience of “conscious men” with erect posture and — well, not with legs crossed. The coach with the Keanu-like voice spoke about how to responsibly claim a woman so she could fully surrender, and I just wanted to crawl into his man-spread lap and have him sing me a dirty lullaby.
I, too, get this, wanting to be in touch with your feminine side. But, as a man who grew up, sometimes hard, learning to be a feminist, this (above) sort of thing, in the abstract, makes me get in touch with my masculine side...as in wanting to punch that guy out. I don't know about the "responsibly" part, though. Maybe there's more to it. The"surrender" part makes my skin crawl. But then, there are different types of "surrender," aren't there? You have a touch of sarcasm in you, and I do worship at that altar. Hope you stay healthy.