Journey to the G-Spot and
Beyond: Becoming a Goddess at the Women's Sexuality
By JOHANNA REED
With my first step inside the
Womens Sexuality Center, something inside me breathed
a deep breath. The possibility of pleasure and wisdom
hung in the air, waiting to be snatched. Glittering
statues of Shiva and Shakti (the godparents of the ancient
art of Tantra) stood before me. Candles that smelled
of musky amber lit the room. There were purple orchids,
healing instruments, bookshelves filled with sexually
empowering books. And there were objects I had always
been told were shameful, naughty, dirty, bad thingspresented
as sacred in a temple-like room. And instead of my stomach
twisting with nerves or my mind flooding with a memory
of my grandmother telling me to wait until I was marriedmy
heart opened. My soul finally knew the woman that Id
always wanted to be: beautiful, strong, free. And inside
me, that woman stirred and woke up.
There was a time in my life when I
could go weeks, even months, forgetting that I was a
woman. I had my work, my life, my friendsbut my
body? When I looked in the mirror, I didnt see
a womans face. I saw my small nose, crooked teeth,
and traces of acne. When answering the phone at workHello,
this is Johanna speakingI gave no thought
to the rolling, womanly name that the caller heard.
When I checked the box for male or female on my tax
forms, I felt a slight tug on my subconscious, reminding
me of my body.
Pamela Madison, founder of the
Center, invited me to look at the toys in the boutiquearomatherapy
tools, goddess books, crystal dildos, G-spot wandsand
for the first time, I felt the wholeness of my womanhood
as a gift, not a burden. I signed up for the six-week
Sacred Sexuality class, and began my journey to becoming
the woman Ive always wanted to be.
Twelve of us sat in a circle, telling
our stories one by one. I dont remember what I
said, but I remember every story I heard that first
evening of class. These strangers were no longer strangers.
They were sisters, partners, and teammates. There were
women from all walks of life: married, divorced, single,
dating, gay, coming out, young, old, with grown children,
with toddlers, housewives, teachers, lawyers. However
different we were, one thing united us. We wanted to
feel good about ourselves. We were ready to make a change.
For six weeks, I witnessed revelations
and periods of stagnationbreakdowns and breakthroughs.
Every class began with an opening circle
or yoni check-ina time for each of
us to talk about our week, in terms of our bodies. Marital
troubles, new boyfriends, feeling sexy or notwhatever
it was, we listened to each other.
There was a
time in my life when I could go weeks, even months,
forgetting that I was a woman. I had my work, my life,
my friendsbut my body? Our
teacher, Pamela Madison, took us next through the curriculumtechniques
and philosophies. We had pop quizzes on the six keys
to increasing orgasmic energy. Techniques included everything
from how to make your bedroom a sexy, sacred space to
down and dirty how-to masturbation styles, to methods
of breathing. We closed each evening with a few comments
of gratitude, and left eagerly anticipating the next
The Womens Sexuality Center,
founded by Madison in 1993, carries this mission statement:
The Womens Sexuality Center is devoted to
the sexual empowerment and fulfillment of women through
education, healing, and support. Having studied
Tantra for eight years and been licensed as an acupuncturist,
Madison brought professional knowledge to her students,
Pamela Madison (left) talks
with the author at the Women's Sexuality Center about
all things empowering.
well as her own epiphanies and
tales of strife. Raised fanatically Mormon
in Santa Barbara, she said, My story is definitely
of the wounded healer. Thats part of why Im
so comfortable in taking on any sexual issue that someone
presents to me, because I have done a full recovery
myself. I understand womens sexual wounds.
She credits her liberation with the most ancient of
all sex ed books, the Kama Sutra. When I was trying
to free myself sexually, I went to the Earthling bookstore
and bought out the entire section on sexuality. But
it wasnt until I read a book on Tantra that I
understood what my wounds werethat sexuality and
spirituality were separated in how I was raised. It
was the first time that I was introduced to the paradigm
where sexuality and spirituality are integrated. And
that thought changed my life.
Now, she has enough of her own
sayings about sexuality to fill a book: Sex isnt
something you do, it is a way of being, and Sex
is about connection, not orgasm. The Womens
Sexuality Center provides six-week workshops not just
for women, but also for men and couples, one-day workshops,
the newly added libido enhancement program, tonic bar,
lending library, boutique, and Madisons one-on-one
sexual healing therapy. Celebrating its 10-year anniversary
this fall, the WSC is an established institution.
To sum up, Madison laughed and said,
I love to go to work every day. Look at the environment
Im working in! I love to be here, and I love the
people who are drawn here also.
As of press time, I will have
graduated the Sacred Sexuality Class. The knowledge
I have acquired about myself is only half the gift;
the relationships I have formed with the 11 other women
are unlike any other. We are all empowered, wild women;
we are understanding and supportive.
One woman said at the end of class:
This class has led me, for the first time in my
life, into an incredibly deep and powerful love affair
with myself. And I have so much love energy, that it
cant help but spill out of me into all of my relationships
and everything else in my world. Everyone around me
sees my radiance and energy and is drawn to me. I light
up the world with my presence. And the journey for all
of us is just beginning!
Now, when I look in the mirror,
I smile; my face glows. My nose no longer appears small
to me, but cute, pixie-ish. The words yoni,
amrita, lingam, and goddess
spot are part of my everyday vocabulary. I know
how to have extended orgasms and G-spot orgasms. I have
a pumped-up PC muscle; Ive been called vaginally
Olympic by my classmates.
As far as my life, yeah its
been changed, in the best way. My favorite story of
Madisons is her 13-year-old sons answer
to that age-old question: What do you want to be when
you grow up? When asked at school, he responded, I
want to be a teacher like my mom. Whenever we go to
Lazy Acres, five or six people come up to her, hug her,
and then tell me how much shes changed their lives,
and how happy they are.
So, if you see me in Lazy Acres
laughing with a beautiful brunette, youll know
where the smiles on our faces are coming from.
The WSC is open Monday-Saturday, 10 a.m.-6 p.m. 30 W.
Mission St., Ste 8. Call 729.2590.