by Randi Fredricks, Ph.D. | Aug 1, 2026 | Dignity, Eroticism, Love, Marriage, Relationships, Sacred, Worship
How to choose the right person and then worship the daylights out of each other Marriage is a peculiar proposition. You meet one person out of approximately eight billion people and eventually decide, Yes. You. You’re the one. I would like to sleep beside you, have...
by Randi Fredricks, Ph.D. | Apr 25, 2026 | Love, Marriage, Men
How a good man’s flaws, quirks, and glorious peculiarities become pure gold. I’m not married. Not yet. But lately, as I’ve been contemplating the arrival of my future husband, I’ve found myself looking forward to something that might strike...
by Randi Fredricks, Ph.D. | Mar 26, 2026 | Marriage, Mysticism, Relationships, Sexuality
What your body is actually doing when it loses its mind — and why your nervous system deserves a standing ovation. Your body knows things your brain hasn’t admitted yet. Long before consciousness catches up with its own experience, your nervous system is already...
by Randi Fredricks, Ph.D. | Mar 25, 2026 | Humor, Joy, Love, Marriage, Passion, Sacred, Sexuality, Velvety Steel Balls
A life fully inhabited — Sacred, saucy, and completely without apology. When someone says that are living an erotic life they mean they are living a “balls to the wall” life. The words erotic and eros are deeply connected. Eros is the spiritual force of...
by Randi Fredricks, Ph.D. | Mar 16, 2026 | Love, Marriage, Men, Relationships, Sexuality, Women, Worship
Saving marriages since 2005. One blow job at a time. On a lazy morning in early 2026, I did something that made me seriously question my own judgment. I paid the United States government $350 to file a federal trademark application for “Dr. Blow Job™.” Yes, you read...
by Randi Fredricks, Ph.D. | Mar 12, 2026 | Love, Marriage, Men, Women
What the slogan quietly says about her The Toast Picture her at the head table. The dress she spent eleven months choosing. The bouquet resting beside a plate of chicken nobody will finish. The string lights are on, somebody’s aunt is already dancing, and the best man...
