I want just the right amount of softness and sweetness, just the right rhythm and flow, to match my needs. Too slow or too fast, too big or too small, too tentative or too hard and I can’t relax at all. Ah but when that moment comes, when the essence and of the movement resonates with my body’s longings, how I cry out in joy. To be at last heard, seen, held, rocked in my own rhythm, honoured for who I truly am, I feel so loved and free.