(in her favorite dress)
About My Cute (and Contradicting) Co-Host 🙄
Little Miss Pinky came to me on May Day of 20/20 when I was isolated in a bedroom revolution. The day I sent for her marked a real turning point in my life: no more would would I ignore the natural instincts of my body, nor would I be at the whim of them. The bi-polar flip-flop between one-night stands from the bar and holier-than-thou celibacy would finally meet its end. She came as a liberation. With her by my side, I could meet my most basic needs all on my own -and in a way that felt safe, and loving.
Mind you, I didn't really know what I was doing when I sent for her, but with all those high-school whispers of 8-inchers, I thought I'd really go big. So, you can imagine the size of my eyes when I pulled her out of a box that was designed to carry serious weight (I didn't know big was THAT big). At first I didn't really know what to do with her, but you can't send those kinds of boxes back. So, inch by inch I've found a way to let her in, and ultimately realized that's part of her magic: to fall in madly in love with the hot pink, big-veined, sometimes painful, sudden arousals of being human.
Since then, working with Little Miss Pinky has been a true healing. Over the years, I had learned to cover-up the racier parts of my being -and for a good reason! I'm no longer looking for one-night stands, and I finally learned that the kind of thing that I attract when lead with my tits is generally not the right fit.
But Little Miss Pinky's values are prioritized slightly differently than me: while I value love and unity, she values freedom and independence. While I value humility, she values confidence. While I like things to be stable and organized, she thrives in spontaneity (and kinda likes a mess). While I tend to seek long-lasting solutions, she's more concerned about breaking through suffocating strong-holds (she likes to shake things up). I like to keep things subtle, contained, and private, while she's unabashed, unfiltered and explicit.
I'm all strategy. She's all instinct. I like heart-felt. She likes fun. I like to take things slow. She likes to run.
It's taken me all my years to realize that the things she cares about and the things I care about actually really support each other. The dark side, for example, of my desire to hold a place of unity is that I can become a people-pleaser. But Little Miss Pinky could really give two phucks about what others think (she's really not afraid of offending). So, she keeps me honest. The dark side of all the smart things I've learned about how be effective can make me snobby and controlling, and my dedication to principles and practices can make me dogmatic. But Little Miss Pinky lives in the exception to the rule. So, she keeps me open-minded.
Little Miss Pinky reminds me that Peace needs freedom. Humility needs confidence. Unity needs independence. Stability needs flexibility.
In the meantime, I'm here for her too. In her wild abandon of convention and commitment, she can get a little ungrounded and disoriented. So, I'm here to offer her some solid ground and direction. In her endless quest to chart her own path and discover unknown mysteries, she can get herself lost in some pretty dark places. So I'm here to help her stay safe. In her relentless resistance to conform, she can be a little insensitive, so I'm here to help her maintain respect in relationships.
Still, as you might imagine, we don't always get along. Sometimes she utterly humiliates me and makes me feel really insecure (it's not always easy working with such a wild card). But, in all fairness, if I'm not careful, I can be kinda oppressive -and I know that doesn't feel good to her either.
So, we dance the dance. We walk the tightrope. Sometimes we stumble, but somehow we always find our way up together. It helps that we really love each other, and that we've learned to recognize the gifts that are hidden in the parts that otherwise really offend us. In time, we've come to realize that we're stronger together, and now I can't imagine my life without her.
So, I'm happy to say that she's here to stay, and so am I. Being that she's really not that into committing to schedules, roles, or rules, I can't really say when (or how) to expect her around, but now that you're aquatinted, you can recognize her, welcome her, and with all our heartfelt gratitude, know that she's allowed.
xo Little Miss Pinky. We love you so much. Thanks for being with us.
Little Miss Pinky came to me on May Day of 20/20 when I was isolated in a bedroom revolution. The day I sent for her marked a real turning point in my life: no more would would I ignore the natural instincts of my body, nor would I be at the whim of them. The bi-polar flip-flop between one-night stands from the bar and holier-than-thou celibacy would finally meet its end. She came as a liberation. With her by my side, I could meet my most basic needs all on my own -and in a way that felt safe, and loving.
Mind you, I didn't really know what I was doing when I sent for her, but with all those high-school whispers of 8-inchers, I thought I'd really go big. So, you can imagine the size of my eyes when I pulled her out of a box that was designed to carry serious weight (I didn't know big was THAT big). At first I didn't really know what to do with her, but you can't send those kinds of boxes back. So, inch by inch I've found a way to let her in, and ultimately realized that's part of her magic: to fall in madly in love with the hot pink, big-veined, sometimes painful, sudden arousals of being human.
Since then, working with Little Miss Pinky has been a true healing. Over the years, I had learned to cover-up the racier parts of my being -and for a good reason! I'm no longer looking for one-night stands, and I finally learned that the kind of thing that I attract when lead with my tits is generally not the right fit.
But Little Miss Pinky's values are prioritized slightly differently than me: while I value love and unity, she values freedom and independence. While I value humility, she values confidence. While I like things to be stable and organized, she thrives in spontaneity (and kinda likes a mess). While I tend to seek long-lasting solutions, she's more concerned about breaking through suffocating strong-holds (she likes to shake things up). I like to keep things subtle, contained, and private, while she's unabashed, unfiltered and explicit.
I'm all strategy. She's all instinct. I like heart-felt. She likes fun. I like to take things slow. She likes to run.
It's taken me all my years to realize that the things she cares about and the things I care about actually really support each other. The dark side, for example, of my desire to hold a place of unity is that I can become a people-pleaser. But Little Miss Pinky could really give two phucks about what others think (she's really not afraid of offending). So, she keeps me honest. The dark side of all the smart things I've learned about how be effective can make me snobby and controlling, and my dedication to principles and practices can make me dogmatic. But Little Miss Pinky lives in the exception to the rule. So, she keeps me open-minded.
Little Miss Pinky reminds me that Peace needs freedom. Humility needs confidence. Unity needs independence. Stability needs flexibility.
In the meantime, I'm here for her too. In her wild abandon of convention and commitment, she can get a little ungrounded and disoriented. So, I'm here to offer her some solid ground and direction. In her endless quest to chart her own path and discover unknown mysteries, she can get herself lost in some pretty dark places. So I'm here to help her stay safe. In her relentless resistance to conform, she can be a little insensitive, so I'm here to help her maintain respect in relationships.
Still, as you might imagine, we don't always get along. Sometimes she utterly humiliates me and makes me feel really insecure (it's not always easy working with such a wild card). But, in all fairness, if I'm not careful, I can be kinda oppressive -and I know that doesn't feel good to her either.
So, we dance the dance. We walk the tightrope. Sometimes we stumble, but somehow we always find our way up together. It helps that we really love each other, and that we've learned to recognize the gifts that are hidden in the parts that otherwise really offend us. In time, we've come to realize that we're stronger together, and now I can't imagine my life without her.
So, I'm happy to say that she's here to stay, and so am I. Being that she's really not that into committing to schedules, roles, or rules, I can't really say when (or how) to expect her around, but now that you're aquatinted, you can recognize her, welcome her, and with all our heartfelt gratitude, know that she's allowed.
xo Little Miss Pinky. We love you so much. Thanks for being with us.