8 Things I'm Thinking About Ahead of the New Moon in Scorpio
Sex during pregnancy, erotic archives, and more <3
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This article about what sex is like during pregnancy. The title is a little deceiving (there weren’t that many people in the article who shared what sex was like during pregnancy), but I did enjoy the author’s candid curiosity, and I thought that the tips for having sex during pregnancy were quite good. Plus…I think it’s good to normalize that people still do indeed have sex during pregnancy. Contrary to what I think some people might envision, mothers do not become Virgin Mary’s as soon as they are pregnant :)
The poem that got writer Joe Nasta into a little bit of trouble with a boyfriend. Plus what ze wishes more people knew about asexuality and some resources that have helped Joe along zir journey.
The conversation I had with Rosy Boa about what messages she learned about sex. There are so many gems in this conversation, including what she said about having to hide the sexual aspect of herself…aaaand I was super excited to meet a fellow Tamora Pierce fan tbh. Tamora Pierce was one of my favorite authors as a kid…and she has apparently held up over time, unlike another fantasy author from our youth.
I don’t know if I’ll be having any pumpkin patch adventures here in Bulgaria but I did get a good smile out of this Instagram meme.
This erotic 80s archive. It made me think a lot about the way that our experience with sexuality is so influenced by the time & place in which we’re living.
This poem by Palestinian poet, novelist, and teacher, Hiba Abu Nada. She was killed by an Israeli airstrike on October 20th. This poem is not about sexuality, but like many of you, I’ve been thinking a lot about what has been happening in Israel and Gaza since October 7th and feeling an immense amount of grief.
This quote from writer and bodyworker Susan Raffo that I found in My Grandmother's Hands: Racialized Trauma and the Pathway to Mending Our Hearts and Bodies by Resma Menakem: “Self-care is the constant practice of not letting more pain accumulate. It is about continually remembering that our lives are of value. It is the active process of settling our nervous systems so we have more access to the present moment.”
I’ve spent a lot of my life taking care of others.
…Over these past two and a half years, however, I’ve prioritized taking care of myself. At first, it wasn’t something I chose…it was more of a whole body breakdown that made the way that I had been living no longer an option.
Even though there have been many moments over this past year where I’ve felt incredibly selfish, I am so grateful to have had this time & the privilege to slow down to a snail’s pace and to take care of my body, mind, and heart in such depth — first with lots of time by myself, and then, over this past year, in community.
I just wrapped up a month long wellness coliving, where I was living and practicing self-care with a group of other full-time/part-time nomads…after that experience and amid what is going on in our world, I’ve been reflecting on my next few months and how I want to proceed in the world.
During this process, something that I’ve known logically for years finally clicked: