The First Bond -A YoniBee Tale-

SONG - PRINCE, XPEDITION

YoniBees... Everyone's favorite tool for a better sex life, or making creating more babies a bit easier and fun for us.

But there is so much more than bringing PHYSICAL new life to this realm and having intense orgasms, or being wetter and tighter for your woman or man. Being a woman isn't just babies, periods, and vaginal sex, it's more than being something for everyone else outside of us. It is a singular and unique experience comprised of intuitive incidences, grace and grit, extreme pressure, necessary sass, sugar, spice, and everything nice; if you will. And YoniBees are there to help you with pretty much all of that! Where it may be too much, not enough, completely ignored, proving to be a problem for you or something that you already enjoy so much that you just want more of.

So, here's a bit of my story about my now 7-year journey of using YoniBees. We'll take it slowly... One tale at a time. I hope that you learn, cry, laugh, and enjoy this series just as much as I have throughout this time of self-exploration and growth.

I began my YoniBee journey in 2016 shortly after having a miscarriage. Of course, around this time they were never called YoniBees, at this time they were just known as Yoni Eggs.

Green Jade... That is what I started with. I remember the way I felt after buying the Egg, excited, nervous, curious, but most of all ready. I bought my first Yoni Egg from someone online that I felt I could trust. They were knowledgeable and I felt I had a deeper understanding of the specific Egg I had gotten before purchasing. I was able to ask her questions that she answered with patience and grace, and felt comfortable with the decision I made based on my own research, intuition, and her assistance. I remember waiting for what felt like a whole lifetime, for it to only really be about a week; and unpacking my YoniEgg to see that it was so small!

Anxious and confused, I thought she mailed me the wrong-sized Egg. Frantic and slightly panicked, I reached out to her to inform her that she sent me the wrong size Egg and that I had ordered a medium.... surely there must have been a mistake because I'd received a small. At this point, it's feeling like forever for her to reply to me, and my brain is on ten thousand. I'm thinking "Now I have to send this back and wait for another one, I really like this one though because it's so pretty and it feels so good in my hands. Maybe I should've looked for another YoniEgg provider and weighed my options before diving into this one. This little thing is 66 freaking dollars?!? What if she just doesn't hit me back up? This might have been a mistake trusting her so easily, she's an online saleswoman, maybe I should've gone to someone in person instead."

Yall... can you say over dramatic?!?!? Cause ya girl was.

She messaged me back less than 10 minutes later explaining to me what a small, medium, and large looked like and that my size was in fact the medium that I ordered. She was so kind, loving, and calming with her approach, and it really put me at ease. It showed me a bit of myself from different angles that I needed to work on and I absolutely deserved based on who I've always been in life up until that point. Little did I know, I had just opened the door to the darkness and lights that made me, ME!

So now that I had my YoniEgg, correct stone, and size, I was ready to bond with it and mentally prepare myself for what I was to experience in the next coming years. Yes, years! The journey I had with that YoniEgg lasted for about three years before I released it back to the earth and let go of the joys and growing pains It was with me through.

BONDING

First things first, before I introduced anything to my coochie, I created a bond with it to prepare my mental for whatever was to come. I did this by carrying my Egg around with me everywhere I went and paying extra attention to the experiences I'd have and my natural reactions to them while I had the Egg with me. I would sleep with the YoniEgg every night and chiiiiiile you'd swear I was sleeping with my first flesh born baby. I would wake up in the middle of the night to make sure I knew where it was in the bed, and that it hadn't fallen out. If I couldn't find it by simply feeling around I would have a mini panic attack thinking I had lost my Egg and that it was somewhere cracked and shattered from the long fall from the bed to the floor. But I would always find it. I learned that it was never really far from me like I thought. That it was usually somewhere under my butt! Or tucked in between the bed and my lower back. One time I found it by my neck thinking "How in the hot holy hell did this get up here?". But eventually, I lost my fear of it slipping out of bed and realized that it was always going to be somewhere near me as I was sleeping. It became like second nature to reach my hand or foot or thigh out and find the Egg to bring it closer to me without panic. And I grew to understand that all is well, and I didn't really need to panic every time I didn't know what was going on or where something of mine that I felt strongly about had gone. I grew confident that "it is what it is, and if it's meant to be lost and cracked, then so be it. But that's not in my contract, so why worry?'

When I got the Nephrite Jade YoniEgg, really that was the most popular one at the time. There wasn't much talk about other stones being used, nor were there many youtube videos, website blogs, or articles I could find on Google about them. But I did learn that they assisted with regulating emotions, cleansing my aura, helping to balance my hormones, and ushering in my new journey spiritually, emotionally, physically, and mentally. That was enough for me because that's exactly what I really needed. I was at the front door of truly seeing how toxic my relationship with myself was, therefore bringing that reflection back to me in my romantic, platonic, family, and work-life relationships.

I was learning what my knee-jerk reactions were to each situation as they presented themselves to me and, man... I needed a lot of work. It was easy to use my hands physically in my relationship when things were going wrong and would shut off verbally leaving it nearly impossible for my partner at the time to have that chance to understand where I felt wronged or misunderstood. I ate poorly when I felt poorly and I would do little to nothing physically to assist my mind and body to be the tools that allowed me to live in a state of good health. I would ignore the intuitive messages that come to warn me or show me new ways of being, and messages about my current situation. I would ignore my physical and emotional pains and mask them with a smile and glaze it over with romanticized thoughts of what I wanted life to be instead of truly seeing and taking it for what it was.

Ya girl was straight-up delusional! LaLa land! BooBoo Da Fool tatted on my forehead!

Though I had recognized these things slowly, I wasn't in a space to make real strides toward change, and I was ok with that. I was more so interested in observing myself to see where I existed in my life in those ways, and what the types of activities and situations that triggered my unhealthy responses and delusions were. My bonding stage with my first YoniEgg lasted me about 6 whole months before I begin the journey of inserting and learning that physical experience. During my time of bonding and paying special attention to myself, I would journal, and light candles signifying energy being given to me by me through physical symbolism outside of myself. I would invest in different tools that were to assist me through

my time of unearthing and healing myself. I spent time in the sun as it would rise and fall from the sky. I would cry. God, I cried so much seeing me, meeting me, holding me, and accepting me for who I really was in those moments. Every bit of 19 years old I was learning so much about the world, my world, my family, my actions, MYSELF. I hit so many brick walls, I felt like I was shattered every single time. I revisited sexual traumas relating to my family, strangers, my choices in partners, and myself. And I learned how my body and mind responded to situations that triggered me in many different ways and I really got to see ME, who I was, and who I wanted to be. Who I deserved to be and who I was called to be. My bonding experience with my first YoniEgg, was among the first steps I took to experience the life that I deserved and longed for. My bonding experience with my first YoniEgg will never be forgotten, for it was a huge part of my new beginning.