Above: The Black Dragon Fleet, set of three black obsidian yoni eggs. So dope!

Yoni eggs really are magical. Some strange things are starting to happen, and I'm all for it. First, I feel an urge within me to be healthier. It's different than the voice that is usually there, the inner commandant that orders me to eat better, exercise more, try harder. This is more of a gentle but persistent desire that's resonating in me, simply to be better to my body. Instead of feeling forced or coerced by my inner critic, I want to do it out of love for myself. To treat myself with the same loving care that I would give to my best friend, or my lover, or anyone who meant a lot to me.

I suppose this is a skill most people are born with, or develop when they are say, five years old, but I have a slow twitch. Self-love has always been a challenge for me, and I'm guessing that has mostly to do with the culture that we live in, and a rather punitive upbringing.

I'm pretty sure part of the reason that my yoni egg practice is becoming so successful is because I am actually consistently practicing every day now, and actually looking forward to it. Cultivating that sexual energy feels so empowering. I'm really excited to see where it leads me.

I sold some eggs to a woman in Washington recently. She gave one to both  her 21 year-old daughter and her 60 year-old mother. They hoped the eggs would solve a few problems that they each were having. The youngest was battling depression and PTSD, and was hoping to feel more integrated with body, mind, and spirit. The mother and the grandmother were hoping that the eggs would help with incontinence, an issue that both of them had suffered from for years. I heard back from the women several days after their eggs arrived. The youngest was on well on her way to feeling much better. I am sure that this has to do with the yoni egg, but also has to do with hope. Sometimes, all we need when battling our demons is to see the light at the end of the tunnel, just a little bit of hope. The mother and grandmother confided in me that within days, their incontinence symptoms had all but disappeared. "I am so excited to sleep naked next to my husband again," the mother said excitedly to me on the phone.

And this is why I love my job. Because I get to hear stories like this all the time, of women who are able to overcome serious physical and emotional obstacles once they start developing a yoni egg practice. Of course, part of the effectivity of a yoni egg practice is the time set you aside for meditation every day. Using that time to cultivate a loving kindness for yourself will work wonders for anything that is ailing you. It is holistic, all natural, and really, nothing but love.

It is working for me too. After refusing to go on any runs for the last 6 months, I sit here typing this, geared up in my running clothes, getting ready to go out and burn some rubber. Instead of the resistance that I usually feel when I think about running, I am excited to go tonight, excited to show my heart and my lungs (and my egg) a little more love than they've been getting from me recently.