It was a beautiful and frisky group of people, gorgeous in their dress-up clothes. People played and flirted, and enjoyed dancing with each other.
I was nervous before the party, realizing that I was stepping out into a new level of visibility. Old fears surfaced in the days before, fears of being burned or stoned again. So many lives where the sacred prostitute, or the feminine, was despised.
But this group was sweet, respectful and honoring. It was a great way to ease into being more public. I am grateful for each person's presence.
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