This past weekend I got together with a few of my closest girlfriends for our annual Christmas dinner (no men allowed!). These are women I’ve known for more than a decade – some married, some still single, some divorced.

But as is commonly the case with thirty/forty-something female friends, it was just a matter of time until the topic of sex appeared on our dinner cards. And as is ALWAYS the case, I drove home that night feeling recharged from my friends’ company… and contemplative over two streams of discussion we’d had around sex:

1: How sex should not be about ‘performing’ to win or keep a man. As one of my newly married girlfriends explained, when she was single back in her twenties, sex was more about pleasing the men than considering what she really wanted or needed herself. Even though she was unconscious of it at the time, she used her sexuality as a way to entice men, keep men, make them love her. Sure she enjoyed sex too, but she only realized now just how insecure she once was, and how she’d used her body to represent her soul. (read more here)

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I’ve always wanted to lie in bed beside the man I love and discuss a good book.  To me, the mere idea of it feels romantic.  Intimate.   Even exciting.

No man I’ve cared for thus far, including my ex-husband, was into reading books.  Sure, they’d pour over a newspaper or the odd dirt bike or hunting magazine.  But when it came down to reading an actual book – fiction or a non-fiction – it was shrugged off as ‘uninteresting’ or ‘unmanly.’  (Read more here)

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