Marriage and two kids later, I realized I was constantly nagging my husband. Completely emasculating him. A control freak. I couldn’t let anything go.

My husband went through this process with me. Now, if I even go into that realm, he’s like: “We’re going to have sex until you come multiple times.” It’s what I need to let go and stay in my feminine energy. I don’t even remember what I was complaining about.

His stamina is like: until I’m done, he’s not done. Every time it gets better.

It’s been almost a full year and we haven’t had a single fight. When you strip off all the layers and get rid of the unnecessary junk that you didn’t need—it’s two people coming together as one person, as the class suggests.

Literally MAGIC.