I want to thank Jrenee for introducing me to the term “yoni.” http://www.reuniting.info/node/4476 I had never seen the word before so I looked it up on Wikipedia. I love yoni. And I like the word yoni. Synonyms in our language seem to be too clinical, or vulgar, or childish or degrading to women. I think yoni is just right – I believe it conveys affection and respect and creativity. Yonis are good.
I have always been a female worshiper at heart. Perhaps worship is too strong a word, but my life is not in order if I’m not in a good relationship with a strong woman. I want to thank rediscovered for first prompting me to think about the concept of female worship. http://www.reuniting.info/node/4367
(I have already learned so much from the bloggers on this site!)
As a child, I always loved my mother, and I knew she loved me. The think the oxytocin must have flowed freely. But I never learned to bond with girls. In high school, I never dated or hung out with girls. But, my life was in order, I was a good student, etc; largely because I had a good relationship with my mother. I still idolize her.
When I went to college at 17 (I was a little precocious, too), I tried dating but never connected with any girl. I felt out of place because I was in a fraternity that was filled with promiscuous behavior. I became severely depressed and stopped going to classes. My social life consisted of getting drunk and masturbating. I dropped out of college, went in the military. Things got worse. My life became a parade of cigarettes, alcohol, drugs, titty bars, prostitutes and fast cars. And a one-night-stand with a very horny married woman. But never a meaningful relationship with a female. After discharge (honorable, but just barely), I somehow landed a good-paying job. I had plenty of money now, but off the job, it was still pretty much the same: cigarettes, better alcohol, quality drugs, gentlemen’s clubs, call girls and expensive fast cars. I dated a little, but never the same girl twice.
Then I saw HER. I managed to meet HER. I called HER and we went out. SHE seemed to like me. We went out again. I stopped smoking. I got checked for STDs – I was clean. We started seeing each other frequently. Never did drugs again, gave up the clubs, and never have had a sexual relationship with another woman. After eight years of chaotic living, I finally had a woman in my life again – my wife. And I worshipped her. We’re still together.
My family doctor is a woman, my dentist is a woman, my optometrist is a woman. (I wish I could find a good female urologist – their fingers are smaller.) My tai chi instructor is a woman, my barber is a woman, my best bosses have been women, my favorite author of books on healing sexual relationships is woman. At a lot of our of social gatherings, the men gravitate to one area and the women to another. That drives be nuts! I’d much rather be with the women or in mixed company. I have a good relationship with a few male friends and I like doing things with the guys sometimes, but I enjoy my relationship with their wives as much or more (none of these relationships are inappropriate – my wife is well aware of my preference.) I just feel better in the presence of females.
During the middle years of our marriage, I quit worshiping my wife. Instead there was plenty of yoni to worship courtesy of the porn industry. Always young. Always beautiful. Always horny. Always new. Always able to get an orgasm. And never fulfilling.
I recently unplugged totally from porn, and I have returned my wife to her pedestal where she deserves to be. We have adopted karezza lovemaking. I love her and her yoni and my goal in life is to do my best to keep her happy.