The part of the dialogue that I recited during tryouts was in the beginning of the play when she is in a workshop with the instructions for all the participants to find theirs with a hand-held mirror. Now as horrifying and embarrassing as this may be for most of us, it's also amazing how little we know about our own. It's in this context that she realizes that she has given her vagina to someone else. The responsibility for her happiness (orgasm) has been entrusted to her partner. The fantasy that someone else will do it for her is an epiphany of awareness as she realizes she gave up her vagina long ago.
Most of us learned to walk on egg shells as young girls as we bent our mood to match the mood of the house, which usually meant, our father figures... We learned to become whatever was required to seek approval and ultimately love. Think of how much we change and become immersed into a new relationship, all of a sudden liking and doing whatever HE likes to do. Is the opposite true?
Because men have outies, and own it, touch it, talk about it, play with it and have no embarrassment or qualms about their penises, they don't often carry the shame and embarrassment that we do about our own body parts. AND, interestingly enough, they usually know way more about ours than we do. Many of us have only seen our own during childbirth when it is engorged and actively pulsating in a life force dance of love. While that is such a beautiful experience, it also doesn't represent 'down there' in the best light.
So today I would like to offer this new idea or awareness of your own vigantic female amazingness. As you give voice to what She might say and feel and realize that you are in the driver's seat at mission control, you might notice she wakes up and takes notice. That there is a buzzing, vibrating, tingling awareness that is not sexual at all. It is an awakening. This is your connection to source. The root chakra. A spiritual opening and beginning. Life force. Creation.
Wow, we are really something!