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Polyammering Podcast Episode 14: David the (former) Methodist Pastor

David Miron (he/him or they/them) is a 60 year old bisexual and polyamorous former methodist pastor, church musician, and certified coach with Erotic Blueprints. We talk about the intersection of religion and polyamory as well as the intersection of polyamory and BDSM. Visit David's website at slutofthecloth.org https://soundcloud.com/polyammering/davidmiron

Ethical Nonmonogamy | Polyamory, Kinkstuff, Love & Relationships

The one that explains how I think boundaries work

My aunt, on the topic of love, has always said "when you feel, you know..." and I was starting to think that the concept of boundaries was as nebulous as trying to define the concept of love.

Ethical Nonmonogamy | Polyamory, Love & Relationships, Self-Discovery

I went on a date and the world didn’t end

Identities, for me, are not permanent. Well, not all of them, anyway. I allow for plenty of fluidity and lots of possibility for change in my life, so when I say I am monoamorous, I generally mean "have been up to this point in my life."

Ethical Nonmonogamy | Polyamory, Kinkstuff, Love & Relationships, Self-Discovery

Why I sometimes imagine the possibility that I could be polyamorous

Once or twice a year I let my mind wander and imagine what it would be like to have another romantic relationship in addition to the amazing one I'm already in.

Ethical Nonmonogamy | Polyamory, Family Relationships, Love & Relationships, Memoirs, Self-Discovery

The Pizza Analogy

I would never have to enjoy my life without him. I would have my pepperoni forever. He made me happy. He loved me. I loved him. This whole pizza thing was making me hungry and confused.

Ethical Nonmonogamy | Polyamory, Love & Relationships

Texting while Polyamoring

There was that one time when he had me tied up and was in the middle of sexytimes with me when she called...

Coaching | Mentoring, Ethical Nonmonogamy | Polyamory, Kinkstuff, Love & Relationships

Does the flu shot cause insomina? and other middle-of-the-night musings

I want to do it again. I want to understand why last night my tolerance for pain was so high I couldn't feel any of it; where other nights the sting of a slap on the ass makes the walls turn white.