Jun 17 2010

Pole Cliques Suck Red Scrunchies!

Yannori

I’ve spent the last 6 months in a partial Pole coma.  I pulled back from the glittering visions of pole performance after pole performance.  I stopped going to conferences and competitions.  I stopped watching hours of pole dancing on youtube.  I stopped paying attention to who was opening up which studio where.   I also almost stopped teaching completely, although a couple of my die hard students refused to let me go.  (Thanks ladies, you know who you are) All because I didn’t want to deal with the intense drama anymore.

I have felt so blessed to see the awesome art of pole dance grow and blossom from a fire in a few woman’s beautiful bellies into a fabulous movement…. but when it transformed into an exercise industry, I felt a little betrayed.  As if the love and attention I’d showered on it was being thrown away.  I watched, with fear, as pole dancing moved from a shared experience between friends into hidden pockets of sometimes vicious fights between jealous cliques. Cliques I didn’t want any part of but couldn’t seem to ignore.  (I’ve never been much of a joiner).

You already know that I wholeheartedly believe and encourage the different styles of pole dancing.  I’ve got my own opinions about teaching methods, pole dance, pole fitness, exotic dance, and being a woman in general.  Obviously I’ve voiced some of these ( Pol’ympics, Pole Dance vs Pole Tricks, Why The Other Side is a Pain in My Ass).  But it makes me very angry when I see individuals or groups acting as if they invented everything related to pole and that their way is the only way. As if pole dancing doesn’t have a rich and awesome history from every walk of life.

Can we really deny that the pole dancing we all enjoy today came from belly dancing, yoga, circus and most importantly stripping? Yes, I said the dreaded S word– STRIPPING. You know, where women take their clothes off in a sensual manner for money. Are we really so frightened of our own vagina that we have to pretend pole dancing doesn’t have a sexual undertone? Are we really going to pretend that a shiny metal pole doesn’t remind anybody of a man’s tallywhacker?  Not even a little bit?

I’m not saying you HAVE to dance sexually.  I’m not saying that you HAVE to take off your clothes either.  I’m saying that we need to stop undervaluing an entire part of our collective woman’s history, and celebrate the beautiful pole dancing art form that came from it. We don’t have to belittle our sensuality and our sex to bring pole dancing into the mainstream world.

Secondly, do we really believe that only one person discovered all the varied and beautiful tricks that we perform with our shiny poles, and hence only one person should get to name that trick for the rest of us? (I understand having a common language, but it doesn’t mean this name is THE ONLY NAME) Can we honestly say that there is only one way to perform or teach a trick?  Should every woman ignore the length of her arms & legs, avoid the gracious curve of her hips, or beat herself up over the size of her thighs & booty?  Does every woman really have to torture herself to get into the trick of the week instead of finding the movement, transitions, and tricks that complement her body and her style?

As a teacher, this one seriously pisses me off.  Personally, I believe that there are many performance level tricks that should never be taught in a regular pole studio group class environment.  They are too dangerous and too damaging to the body unless the student’s aspirations are to compete and perform at a professional level.  But ignoring that, I believe it is critical that students understand that every woman’s body is different.  Some of us have large hips, some of us have large breasts, some of us have small feet and short legs.  Physically (and by that I mean the Laws Of Physics), this changes the way we have to balance our body and grip the pole.

We shouldn’t belittle or demean ourselves if we can’t do a specific trick exactly like HER (meaning whichever phenomenal pole performer you are watching at the moment).  We should celebrate it.  Instead, try to be playful and joyful as you experiment with the different ways your body can move.  I love helping a student tweak a trick until it clicks,  and she finally finds a way that works for her. It’s as if her body heaves a sigh of relief and her entire movement changes from challenged to blissful.  Don’t force yourself into the “Perfect Trick” (a statistically impossible falsehood) and deny the experience of your body in luscious movement and harmony.

Grow beyond your own boundaries and expand your strength and skills, but do it your way.  Don’t let the cliques or drama queens of pole, force you to betray your own bliss, your honest and authentic sensuality as a woman and as a pole dancer.  Let them know you’re not buying their Bullshit anymore.

Don’t wear the red scrunchie! Don’t drink the drano!

Your body is the temple where your soul abides. Use pole dancing to express your authentic sensuality as a woman, to cherish your inherent individuality while being exactly who you are right now,  to move and be and live as your true heart desires. And you can bet, we’ll all be there, cheering you on!

Does the sensual aspect of pole dancing turn you on or off? How do you feel about pole cliques? Please share your opinions in the comment section.

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Twirl, Swirl, and Fly!


Oct 15 2009

How to Give a Lapdance without Beheading Your Partner PT1

Yannori

Okay, it’s time for me to make a confession.  I LOVE giving a lapdance to a deserving guy.  But, I used to have a terrible time finding anyone who was willing to volunteer for the role of lap. Seriously, I couldn’t get a man to smile at me, let alone ask me out for coffee.   I would wander around looking at all the happy couples cooing and cuddling with each other and feel isolated, rejected, and confused.

I constantly questioned why I was always alone. And usually ended up blaming some random body part.  ‘Oh my butt is too big’ (it’s not). Oh my hips are too wide’ (they aren’t). ‘Oh my toes are too stubbly.’ (I was pretty upset by the time I got to my toes :(

What I didn’t recognize was that somewhere along the way, I had started taking dating advice from Red Sonja.

In case you didn’t grow up in the early 1980’s, Red Sonja is this KickAss swordswoman who has to save the world from an evil Queen and her all-powerful talisman.  And, to make matters worse, she’s got horrible script dialog and Arnold Schwarzenegger as a sidekick. (they call him Kalidor in the movie, but Arnold really only knows how to play the part of Arnold) So, to ensure that she doesn’t give away her cookie to any old Warrior King, Red Sonja vows that she’ll never give herself to a man unless he can beat her in a fair fight.

I thought this made perfect sense.  If I followed this rule, then any guy I’m willing to date has got to be at least as strong, smart, funny, healthy, successful, etc as me.  If he passes the test and proves all that, then I can be sure he’s worth a little lap bump and booty grind.  Right?

WRONG!

Testing men and treating then like an opponent was ruining both Sonja’s and my love life.  And totally screwing up my chances of ever practicing my blossoming exotic dance skills on a real live man.  I was beheading every potential lapdance partner before he even got a chance to sit down. (pun intended for all you adults out there)

Here’s Sonja and my problem stated, oh so eloquently, by the big brute with the bulging biceps after he learns of Sonja’s vow;

“So, the only man that can have you, is one who is trying to kill you. Hmm, that’s logic.” – Kalidor the Warrior King

Yes, ladies.  That’s sarcasm from the Governor of California.  Surprise!

If we assume an aggressive stance to dating, relationships, and lapdancing, then the only men we’ll having in our chairs will be overbearing, controlling assholes. (And personally, I prefer to avoid the jerks and power hounds whenever possible) Plus, if a nice man manages to slip under the barbed wire we put around our hearts and sits into a chair hoping for a little lovin’… our defenses will automatically kick in.  He’ll probably end up feeling like has to constantly battle for our affection. (I actually had a guy call me a Vengeful Vagina once.  That did NOT go over well.)

But rejoice warrior women! Red Sonja’s co-stars have the solution!  And this is the truth ladies, because once I figured this out, I went from no dates EVER, to meeting 3 or 4 men with lapdancing potential every week. Good men. Men that I really enjoyed talking and hanging out with.  I didn’t date them all, but I made a lot of friends and my phone was buzzing like a hornet’s nest for months.

Red Sonja’s Swordmaster warns: “Hatred of men in a lovely young woman… Such could be your downfall. You must learn to like men a little better”

And Prince Tarn questions Red Sonja’s motives: “Why does she fight so hard? She doesn’t want to win.”

(I told you the script dialog was *awesome* right?)

Remember, it’s a waste of time and energy to beat men at their own game.  Screw their games.  I don’t want to play ‘who has the bigger penis’ anyway. Men aren’t the enemy! Life doesn’t have to be a Battle of the Sexes.

Once you move men out of the “opponent” category they will transform into a cherished companion. (It’s magically delicious!) It’s so much easier to smile at a man when you don’t require a battle plan first. (as long as they aren’t drooling assholes) Welcome the opportunity to be with someone who wants to share and grow with you… sensually, authentically, and joyfully. You might find that they surprise you by being caring, loving, individuals that want the same adventures in life that you do.  Including an awesome lapdance!

So, once you have him, what do you do with him?…. Read part 2 of ‘How to Give a Lapdance without Beheading Your Partner’

PS – Red Sonja is being remade with Rose McGowan (Warrior Woman Kick ASS!)

How did you meet your favorite Lapdance partner? Or are you currently holding auditions for the role of LAP? Share your ideas in the comment section!

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Dec 13 2007

Embracing Feminine Power

Yannori

Penis Envy, Pshaw!

This week has been a series of lessons about learning to respond to life as a woman, instead of a woman trying to keep up with the men in her life. After over 25 years in the “corporate” world, I’ve finally discovered that I don’t have to prove to my boss that my… ahem… member…. is bigger than his. I always thought that the only way to communicate with the difficult men in my life was to speak to them from their own level.

I spent many years perfecting my ability to erase my femininity at work and replace it with a masculine facade that would give me the respect I deserved. Sadly, it worked! Every man responded to me as he would another man, and I began the fight up the corporate ladder.

The Wrong Perspective

And yet, I found that I still seemed to falter behind my male coworkers who put in less effort, less passion, and less personal investment in their projects. Over time it became harder and harder to keep my masculine facade in place and I regularly got sick or needed to go home and just cry at my own ineptitude.

But, finally I realized that I would always be less inept than my male coworkers at being a man… because I’M A WOMAN. Not only that, but I also recognized that looking to my boss or my male coworkers for validation of my ability to be successful is a complete waste of time simply because their definition of success is based on the male viewpoint.

A Quest For The Princess

“I’m lost. I’ve gone to look for myself. If I return before I get back, please ask me to wait”

–author unknown

But now what? How can I act like a woman at work after acting like a man for the last 25 years?

Well, believe it or not, I’m not the only woman to have discovered this particular problem over the years and each woman I found had a different way of utilizing this discovery. Some decided that the corporate ladder simply wasn’t a place where they could reach their aspirations as a woman and found motherhood and family life as the best route to true happiness. Some used their feminine wiles to create a job that could accent more of their skills as a woman instead of as a man.

Finally, a good friend recommended The Princessa : Machiavelli for Women by Harriet Rubin which explains how, as woman, we can use our femininity to change, not only the rules of business, but the entire game to our advantage.

Girls, Be All That You Can Be!

Through all of these options, one thing stands out, you must accept yourself as a woman and just let the men be men. Most of them will be so happy that you aren’t trying to prove that your phantom member is a big as theirs, that they’ll fall over themselves trying to help with your agenda.

You’ll discover that even in chaos your authentic feminine nature and personal strengths will always shine.

All you have to do is stop trying to be more than the man next to you, and instead just BE the amazing woman that you already are, with all your beauty, with all your emotions, and with all your feminine power.

When did you discover the power of being a woman? Have you ever experienced Penis Envy? Share your ideas in the comment section!

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