Empowering Women Circles

My upcoming workshop on February 19, Tuesday is now changed to a 2 hour workshop at just $25.

(For folks who are not in New York City, you can be in touch with me directly about one-on-one coaching.)

 

Screen Shot 2012-12-07 at 1.40.03 AMEMPOWERING WOMEN CIRCLES

Empowering Women’s Relationships and Sex Lives through Community

Date: Feb. 19, Tuesday

Time: 6:30-8:30pm

Location: 928 Broadway, Suite 1002, 10th floor (btw 21st and 22nd St)

Tickets: $25 (only 12 spots total), http://skl.sh/V6bTD6

 

Who: This workshop is for women looking for a community of women to provide emotional support while going through the ups and downs of their relationships and sex lives.

What: A safe, nonjudgmental space to share our struggles and frustrations about our relationships and/or sex lives amongst a group of female peers.

Why: Because we are reenergized when we get to share and connect with other women. Because we need something to offset the isolation and self-blame from society’s harsh and oppressive messages.

How: Through paired listening and structured group sharing we gain and give support, as well as receive suggestions. Where we originally had given up hope, we come back recharged and emerge hopeful with renewed perspective ready to jump back in.

 

FAQs:

Q: “What if I already have a group of girlfriends?”

A: Some of us have an awesome community already. Maybe some of you just moved here. It’s hard to keep girlfriends after college, or people go off and get married and have kids. Everyone’s busy. Or maybe you don’t feel comfortable sharing these things because you know each other so well. Sometimes it feels much easier to talk with strangers about private, intimate things. The structured paired listening time is also really helpful.

Q: “How will this actually help improve my relationship?”

A: Most of us are pretty isolated with issues around our relationships, nevermind sex lives. We need to talk with other women, and realize we’re not the only ones with these issues. Emotional support is crucial. We can learn from each other, get ideas and suggestions, vent. After releasing our frustrations, we can gain strength and confidence in ourselves through these brief but safe connections and go back to our relationships with renewed perspective, energy, and hope.

Q: “How will this help my sex life? I just want some sex tips!”

A: OK, let’s say you learn some amazing, awesome sex tips. However, when you go to try it out, you still can’t relax into it. You still need to cross your own emotional bridge and learn how to open up, be vulnerable, and really trust the other person. That’s an emotional journey. Improving our sex lives and orgasms is more than just some quick sex tips. It’s about trust, communication, feeling powerful and emboldened, being vulnerable and letting go. And that is a spiritual path. That has nothing to do with quick, “easy,” external fixes.

 

About Shiuan:

Shiuan has been a trained counselor in human behavior patterns and relationships for 15 years. She’s written about dating, relationships and sex for the last 10 years.She’s been married and divorced. She’s had periods of casual sex and tried online dating. She’s even explored her irrational fetishes. She has a lot to offer from lessons learned from her own personal experience as well as from 4200 hours of counseling. She looks forward to sharing her expertise through this facilitated support group session.

 

Buy tickets:

http://skl.sh/V6bTD6

$25 (only 12 spots total)

Saying Goodbye Means New Openings

It has been 11 days since my last post and it has been an interesting transition. Mentally. I have new big plans for shiuanbutler.com and unfortunately that also means saying goodbye to some things.

I will be transitioning shiuanbutler.com to a more “professional” site. Meaning it will have my “very” professional bio as well as services offered. Those will include my speaking engagements (large groups), workshops (small groups), and relationship coaching (one-on-one). They will be explained in further detail when the new site rolls out.

i heart orchids

i heart orchids

Meanwhile I will still maintain a regular ‘blog.’ However, it will not be in the same form it is now, as a confessional-like form. I am considering gathering the posts to be published in a book in the future. But for now they will simply be taken down (asap).

It took me a couple of months to stumble upon what I really wanted. But this finally feels right to me. If it’s really wrong I will know once I try it. But I doubt it.

This also reminds me of Girl at Play’s website which I’ve mentioned before. Her blog posts used to be much more personal—though less intimately revealing than mine—but similarly journal-like and rambling. And then developed later on into helpful how-to’s that correspond perfectly with her business.

I am a little sad to say goodbye to the blog. It has been an amazing space for me to go to for the last 2.5 years. I have made connections with people all over the world. I am also remiss to think those who will not benefit from the posts when I take them down. Which is all part of my martyr-self-sacrificing patterns. I can’t ‘save’ anyone (that is an old feeling) and I will be doing so much great work in my next life steps. I will leave a few posts up, like the birth control pill posts, that I feel can provide helpful information to young women. But will take down the personally revealing posts. I don’t regret having wrote them and published them when I did. And hope that during the period they were online they helped some women a little. But I also feel the moment is over and I am ready to move on to the next phase. And that requires starting from a clean slate.

Thank you, TD, and other readers who have supported and encouraged me through my growth and changes.

I Don’t Want to Blog Anymore

I feel at an utter loss this morning because I am a blogger and I have lost my enthusiasm for blogging. I hate to admit it, but it’s true. I’m scared to say it for fear of losing my readers, having them turn against me but I’ve been avoiding it for so long. I keep saying I’m confused but really I just don’t feel it anymore. I’m not sure what happened. Or when.

But somewhere along the way the 3 posts a week deadline started feeling more like a huge weight over me than excitement. Even the interested positive, inquiring comments didn’t have the zing like they used to.

So why don’t I just stop? Stop blogging if that’s what I want to do. I asked a serial start-up founder what to do and he said he assumed I was getting paid to blog. Um, I don’t think anyone’s getting paid to blog, other than pennies and when it’s for your own passion/blog then it’s for free. Sell your soul for pennies or write for free. As Ryan Holiday said in Trust Me I’m Lying, “professional blogging is done in the boiler room, and it is brutal.”

 

Thank you R for loving me and remembering my love.

Thank you R for loving me and remembering my love.

Even writing this post is exceptionally hard. It’s in some ways harder than even the most revealing sex posts I’ve written. I keep having to refer back to Alex Beauchamp’s first earliest blog posts 12 years ago when she first quit her job:

I’m so unsure about all this. Agnes says* that is a sign of an artist. She should know.

*Living is a form of not being sure, not knowing what next or how… The artist never entirely knows. We guess. We may be wrong but we take leap after leap in the dark.
Agnes de Mille.It’s a lot of things. Life is confusing enough as it is, but being hard on oneself makes everything so much harder. I was reminded of that last night. I am still incredibly hard on myself. I’ve worked on my shitty childhood for so long and have made significant progress but it’s important to be aware of how it still affects me.I’ve tried so many things. And yet I still feel terrified every time I try going in a new direction. I still feel like most of my models are there are straight white men. I want to find women of color who are doing what I want to be doing. Whatever that is.I think it’s hard because every step of the way I have to fight the voices that say you’re not good enough, you’ll fail anyways, nobody cares. Last week when I held my Orgasm and Power workshop it went directly against those voices. I’ve always been a perfectionist because I’m too scared to fuck up. Everything did not go perfectly which it can’t when you do something for the first time. Or the second time. 

“The more rejection I was willing to handle, the more successful I would be.” – Secrets of Six-Figure Women

 

The flip side of being a perfectionist is that no matter what I do it’s never enough. I could’ve become a bartender and surfer in Hawaii but I didn’t want it by then. I got huge visits from two big young women pop sites but it still feels not enough.

So I’m tired of blogging 3 times a week. I’m tired of bleeding on the page. I’m tired of trying to think of impressive, revealing, awesome, fascinating things to say every other day. That doesn’t get me off anymore.

I’m terrified. I’m scared if I leave the blog I’ll lose my readers and my ‘ranking.’ I’m scared ‘it will mean’ I’m a failure. That I’m giving up. Seth Godin writes about when to get over the hump and when to just stop. I can’t keep going just because I’m scared not to.

I have this dream of seeing my screenplay on the big screen that I forgot about. And I want to go stand up paddling surfing in warm waves. Today that’s all I know.

I think, no matter how emails I’ve got, I will never be used to the words “thank you” I am just me, I have no magic. – Alex

There’s the voices in my head. And then there’s what people tell me about me. That I’m brilliant, relaxed around sex, make people feel comfortable and create a trusting atmosphere, nonjudgmental, fascinating, intriguing, mysterious, brilliant. I can believe one or the other.

 

Related Links:

Why Do I Blog Anyways?

To Blog or Not to Blog

Go For Your Dreams—You’re Worth It

Women + Panties + Manure = Still Sexist

Note: If you’re in New York City, I’ll be giving my talk on ‘Grow Your Orgasm, Grow Your Power’ tomorrow Thursday, 7pm. For more details, go to: http://skl.sh/U3zhgF

 

The Frisky is a very popular online ‘news’ site with pop articles that range from pretty feminist to tabloidsy feminist. I would say aimed at a younger crowd than Jezebel and more ‘pop’ feeling. Jezebel tries to intellectualize things more. Anyways, there was a screaming headline that I could not not click on this morning, which was “The Ladies of Manure 2013 Calendar is a ‘Tasteful Synergy’ of Sexy Women and Poop” which was also featured in the Gothamist, another popular local online NYC publication.

reminds me of that movie with the famous pussy shot.. shit I forget.. can anyone help me?

reminds me of Basic Instinct with Sharon Stone’s famous crotch shot.

At first, my reaction was of annoyance and resentment. Here was another organization using sex—and gawking at women’s bodies—to titillate and advance their cause. Whether it’s beer or soju or a charity, it’s still using objectification of women’s bodies to sell your cause. Even if it is for a good cause like environmentalism, it’s using half-naked women to sell sex for sex sake. It’s still being sexist.

The Frisky’s take on it seemed to be semi-positive: “No one needs to sweep the forest. I didn’t come up with that line, the narrator of the promotional video for the calendar did, and I really liked it.” So I clicked through to the original Gothamist article aptly titled, “Hot Sh*t: The Ladies of Manure 2013 Calendar Is Here.” Where the author jokes about ‘scat calendars’ and “finally, a wall calendar that both environmentalists and coprophiliacs can enjoy!” (And yes I clicked on coprophiliacs and yes it was as bad as I thought, and I had to google ‘scat’ as well.)

Of course then I had to go back to the original source of this whole bizarre outhouse-calendar phenomenon—Fertile Earth Foundation themselves—and see if it really was a whole group of hippy sexist men who founded it. Alas, they were women. The two founders are women and two board members are men. Does it make it any less annoyingly sexist? I don’t know.

The other ‘minor’ thing that irked me was that in a couple of the photos (they didn’t show all 12 of the calendar month photos because then it would make purchasing it moot I guess) the women were wearing (or not) lacey semi-thong underwear. On the one hand they’re supposed to be naturey women, taking a dump outside, and on the other hand—of course—they are wearing sexy underwear for the viewer’s pleasure. I just couldn’t help but think of porn (soft porn), or porn-like photos where the poses or actions are obviously for a male audience. Women posing for a women audience is just different. I’m not sure I can tell you exactly how it’s different, it’s just a feeling. Like, for example the women on Suicide Girls, “a community that celebrates alternative beauty and alternative culture from all over the world” don’t scream to me STRAIGHT MEN, STRAIGHT MEN nearly as much.

For one thing, porn for (straight) men often include women in submissive poses and facial expressions. Their expressions are much more docile, almost deer-Bambi-like, and basically I-want-to-do-whatever-you-want-to-do-to-me-because-rough-pounding-sex-really-gets-me-to-come look (yea right). Whereas stuff like Suicide Girls (which could even be for straight-identified girls who have the occasional crush on women) portray women with more personality, attitude, and yes opinions.

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Which leads me to my second topic which I didn’t really want to get into in this post—because I likely will in more depth later—but that you sometimes just don’t know how a guy will be in bed just by talking to them in person. They can even say some feminist-sounding like things like, ‘I am very interested in the female orgasm and have been participating in  _______ [said female orgasm training] for several years.’ Leading me to think, oh this is a guy who really cares about getting a woman off. So how could he be so clueless about not sensing when the other person is obviously not enjoying themselves? Unless of course he gets off on that.

I understand there is a fine line between ‘dominating’ in bed, or role-playing dominating in bed, and there is of course big varying degrees of this where people fall. However, just because you’re role-playing a more dominant role doesn’t mean that you don’t need to care about the other person enjoying it. (And certainly I have met men who can role-play that but who do care).

 Whereas stuff like Suicide Girls portray women with more personality, attitude, and yes opinions.

Which leads me back to my whole sexual journey recently about women speaking up and asking for what we want. Just as important as telling a guy what we want (do more of this, less of that, no like this) is also telling him what we don’t want. ‘Stop’ is equally crucial. I’ve learned. Not as fun, but just as or even more important.

 

Note to Fertile Earth Foundation: We either need more ‘alternative beauty’ women models or male models on the calendar. That would be much more revolutionary.

 

Question: Would you pose in a manure calendar for five minutes of fame?

 

Related Links:

Sexism and Internalized Racism: A Case Study

Racism in a Jar—Because Your Vagina Deserves It

What Your Doctor Didn’t Tell You About Birth Control Pills (Part 1)

 

 

Whiny? Bitchy? Or Standing Up For Ourselves?

Dating in New York City is just a whole another challenge in and of itself. They say if you can make it here you can make it anywhere. And it’s not just the difficulties of living in a bustling, expensive, chaotic city. Sure people say New Yorkers can be surprisingly quite friendly. But in my experience, I find it has changed me. I find myself wearing black more often than not (even all black); I can’t believe it when I meet genuinely sweet guys, and $100 for a monthly gym membership is supposedly normal. And dating in a sea of strangers is something I’m still getting used to.

 

Maine winter

Maine winter

I’ve been off and on OKCupid. (Currently off). After a couple of incidents I’ve decided to take that distraction out of my life. I decided to buckle down and focus on getting a full-time gig for now and figure out all else afterwards. Yes there were some potentials in my inbox but the time and energy it took just is not a priority right now.

 

I mentioned in my last post that I had a not so great experience with a guy on there, who expressed a ton of interest for a few days—constant texts and some calls—then disappeared after we met in person. But not completely. He was still texting and begging for photos but never asked to meet up. I finally realized his game and backed off myself. But not before feeling like a complete fool. This one week game could only have happened on an online dating site. I also broke some of my rules ‘for’ him, including:

 

No phone calls before meeting.

No texting before meeting.

No giving out my number before meeting.

Definitely no sending photos.

 

So after another week of nothing I sent a short note saying it was fucked up for him to pursue me, get me to open up to him, and then disappear. It was very manipulative and what kind of fucked up game is he playing?

 

I am also presently reading What You Really Want: The Smart Girl’s Shame-Free Guide to Sex and Safety by Jacklyn Friedman, and also Outdated: Why Dating is Ruining Your Love Life by Samhita Mukhopadhyay. Both very awesome in their own way. I have just started but have already found them both hugely useful and insightful.

 

So it took me a bit to decide whether to send a note to that guy or not. As women we’ve got that message one too many times. We’re not supposed to be ‘needy,’ ‘bitchy’ or ‘desperate.’ What does that mean anyway? Does asking a guy to keep his word and call when he said he would make us ‘clingy?’ Samhita talks about this. So I decided I wanted to tell him he really hurt my feelings, not to be whiny or even ask him to call me but because I wanted him to know what a shitty thing he did. And to understand the consequences of his actions. I didn’t call him names. At first I didn’t even want him to know that he had managed to hurt me. I’ve always put on a tough facade my whole life since I was 2. Especially towards men. But I wanted to be honest, open and be like you acted like a real hurtful asshole. FYI.

 

That’s not being whiny or bitchy. Well bitchy in a good way. It is standing up for ourselves and that we get to be treated right.

 

Question: When have you stood up for yourself, particularly with a guy?

 

Related Links:

What is Your Bottom Line?

The Gift of Fear

It’s All in Your Head Which is a Good Thing