Love and Connection, relationships, Romance, sexuality, Soul, Women

The Healing Gifts of Deep Sexual Union

It’s time we began to figure it out.


When we think of a powerfully embodied human, certain characteristics immediately come to mind. To be powerfully embodied is to have a deep understanding of who you are and how your actions affect others. It’s the ability to manage your emotions and act from your authentic heart-center; it’s being able to overcome your fears enough to follow your dreams and live your deepest truths.

Powerfully embodied humans possess attributes like self-awareness, integrity, kindness and empathy; they do not walk through life hurting others.

A powerfully embodied human is in touch with their sexual power and emotional intimacy.

An individual who possesses the above-mentioned qualities is also someone who is deeply actualized and expressed in their sexuality. In reality, it is uncommon to encounter such a person. Perhaps this is because taboo, narrow-mindedness and warped sexual hang-ups have managed to drench the purity and power of human sexuality and connectedness.

The true meaning of sexual empowerment has been lost on most of us beneath a tsunami of misconceptions, suppression and misuse.

None so much as the ultimate gift to man; the healing qualities of the sexually realized feminine — Woman.

We are keen get to the page to share our viewpoints about our experiences; lessons learned and the key take-aways. We’re offering ways on how to live a better life; maintain healthier relationships; balance our mental health and make positive change. The key to unlocking personal empowerment and well-being can be discovered in a matter of clicks. Yet, rarely do we acknowledge the one and most important element to actually achieving true inner-connectedness — to each other, and to spirit and prosperity — the art of sacred sexuality.

“Sexuality is a superpower. The healing of sexuality is perhaps the most revolutionary step in the present healing work after thousands of years of suppression and neglect.”

Dieter Duhm

Sexuality has a spiritual reality which plays a huge part in conscious connection, awakening and self-awareness. The link between sexuality and spirituality is strong and acts as a sacred bridge between our physicality and our soul. It is through sex that we discover and connect to the whole of the universe.

Through the ages, mystics have known and taught that sexuality is the outer physical manifestation of a spiritual urge to have mystical union with the eternal spirit. Tantric Yoga teaches that our natural desire and urge for sexual expression can become a means to union with source energy or God and is “at its highest level of human expression”.

It is crazy-mad how much intellect and energy we use to suppress, hide and redirect our sexual energy. Equally interesting is that sexuality has been deduced to just a strong biological urge or the simple purpose to procreate. Time has tarnished the authentic sexual union to a gratifying, often voyeuristic or casual encounter. We have actually learned to feel shame about our natural desires, passion and longing.

The result has found us existing in an age where our desire for sexual connection has been downgraded to lower forms of sexual expression.

But none of this can diminish the spiritual significance or the real spiritual truth underlying the relationship between sexuality and spirituality. No amount of unawareness can actually omit the fact that sexuality itself is a sacred life force and the conceiving power in the universe — no matter how far suppressing female sexuality was the main tool of domination during the patriarchal era.

Carl Jung believed there was more to the libido than what psychologists had attributed solely to the sexual drive when he declared: “In truth, the libido is a life force or urge to life itself.”

In its simplest terms, life force energy is the intelligent powerful energy from God or source energy to creation. It connects us to everything in existence and without it, there is no existence. Many cultures from ancient civilizations up until modern day science have been aware of an energy surrounding living organisms.

We know that this higher-intelligent energy exists.


The Healing Gifts of the Sacred Feminine.

“Woman has so much to bring to this planet once she is loved upon and supported. She is here as a powerful service to love and life. But we have spent history mishandling her. Raping and pillaging her resources, controlling her; assuming that she is limited. She is not limited. Woman is entirely unlimited when she is of aliveness. Powerful sex is a method of stoking the fires of life within. It keeps us alight.”

“Master Energy Worker, Sexual Alchemist and Spiritual Guide.”

Chris Bale

A woman who is well-sexed is like the most lustrous star in a night sky. She is a creative force who thrives and glows to her natural rhythm; she is alive and obvious, and she carries a certain type of magic that unfurls, transforms and embellishes everything she touches.

A well-sexed woman soars above all, but she is almost elusive.

Bale, who has had many years of experience assisting countless women with energetic initiation says: “There are cornerstones of a man’s development; sexual understanding and implementation is a huge part of the greater whole. Really learning how to be with a woman’s body and soul is a true art form which requires deep listening and a commitment to presence.

Learning to be and to stay present with her is where our healing exists … do not underestimate the necessity of figuring this out. It will grant you a very different experience in this life.”

Chris Bale is a man who has come to realize the sacred power and healing in the feminine. A rarity among men who understands that a woman who is deeply in touch with her feminine sexual power is a like blazing flume — a love-channel of life, spirit and pure healing energy that allows, in full freedom and trust, to energetically express our joy in life and find healing in the sacred union.

Being loved upon is like soul syrup to the feminine. Deep sex with a conscious and present man is like medicine.

Consider the following script from Tamera — Sexuality as Sacred Power:

“Before patriarchal religions introduced the concept of sex as “sinful,” which they used to dominate people, ancient tribes saw Eros as a natural path to connecting with the sacred. Ancient feminine mystery knowledge placed women at the center of the tribe, where they could connect to nature and the goddess and practice fertility and sexuality rituals. To people living in harmony with the natural rhythms of the Earth’s cycles and all life around them, sex was part of the sacred practice of transformation.”

Deep sex is embodied with deep nourishment.

A transformative healing takes place when a woman is well-sexed by her “present” man. This is because deep penetration and intense connectedness supports and guides a woman back to her core. It creates contemporary pathways toward the heart and body. It unleashes her from stress and anxiety and keeps her connected with her vibrating orgasmic consciousness and spirit — all of which she needs to remain in health.

Bale goes on to state that: “You are dealing with a beautifully wild and insatiable love monster, who’s staple is conscious-cock with heart.”

This is done through a man’s capacity for presence; through deliberate and present sexual union.

Essentially, we are talking about two people coming together in absolute fusion to make high forms of love and intentionally tap into the healing power available in the spirit of true sexuality; lovers creating the space that allows us to trust, connect and touch upon the euphoric pleasures and essence of the universal reality of sexuality.

There lies the path and power of true healing for humanity; and there exists in all its wonderful glory the key to true self-realization and empowerment.

I cannot help but agree with Bale when he mentions that “every woman wants to feel her man’s reverence and honor between her thighs — She wants her heart to be f**ked wide open via his love; his conscious-cock and his firm connection with heart.”

“She wants to feel your Godliness, and she longs to drip down upon it, feeding your deepest essence with her nectar.”

Imagine a world when we begin to actually figure it out?

Start figuring it out. Please.


Originally published by Illumination on Medium

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Love on a Train

Lovers whisper secrets only they two can hear.


“Wouldn’t you rather have a deep, passionate relationship than something that feels more like friendship? Life is too short to live a single moment without passion — especially in your relationship.”

– Tony Robbins

The Ancient Greeks called it Ludus — the feeling of infatuation in the early days of romance. Ah, those sweet moments when your stomach flutters at the sight of new love and every second spent apart feels like internal torture. Falling in love is one of life’s greatest pleasures. After all, it is love that forms the basis of our humanity and influences our lives from the moment we are born. But hands down, the best part of those first stages in a relationship has to be the lust that accompanies our every waking hour.

Like most of us, those curious Ancient Greeks were smitten by love. Their fascination in the devotion department motivated them enough to spend time studying love in all its forms. The Greek God of fertility proved to be the inspiration behind what the Ancient Greeks called Eros — the realm of love encompassing desire, fire and passion.

Now we’re getting somewhere.

Long days filled with intense yearning between bouts of time spent ensnared in erotic flashes of the night before — daydreams of the moments when a thin layer of sweat was all that separated you and your lover. You know what I’m talking about it. Those sensually shaded days where you exist in a constant state of arousal. He is all you can think about; all you want to think about.

The moments when the need to release sexual energy becomes your driving thought are the same moments you are certain you’ve stepped straight out of a scene from Basic Instinct. Minus the ice pick.

Wait — keep the ice pick. You might need it.

Burn, baby, burn.

That statement can be considered somewhat tame when my second husband swept into my life to change everything I thought I knew about passion. Late nights involving lips and tongues, black lace, delicious fingers … rock hard parts between hot wet places.

Lovers whisper secrets only they two can hear. Bodies entangle to become a river; hips move faster than a runaway train. Nothing is forbidden. Long held fantasies become your reality.

The sexual tension between us was intoxicating. Seldom could we refrain from keeping our hands to ourselves when out in public. We used to fuck everywhere — the dark corners in a club; the lady’s bathroom; shopfront doorways; shady parks and front seats of cars. We even did it on the neighbor’s front porch late one night.

Whaaat? I hear you cry. She was the neighbor from hell. This was fun payback.

When you are in the throes of a hedonistic realm where the pursuit of sexual pleasure becomes your primary focus, nothing is taboo. Nothing is off limits. Love doesn’t know limits or boundaries. Love only knows expression.

From the moment Risky Business erupted onto my screen, I wanted to have sex on a train. You remember the scene — hot passionate kisses; locked eyes while having sensual sex in a dimly lit and empty carriage on a fast-moving train.

Exciting. Steamy. Carnal.

Anyone want to take a train ride? After that scene, I am certain trains across the world knew more than just the average commuter. Perhaps this was the driving force behind the exercise to install security cameras on every carriage. Who needs to watch choreographed porn when you can get real-life action on late night train rides?

Psyche.

It was on. The evening arrived and one of the most erotic acts I have ever experienced preceded the train-sex, becoming part of a long-winded evening of foreplay. We were out in a crowded bar listening to a band and enjoying a few drinks. Knee-high boots worn with sheer pantyhose beneath a short skirt doesn’t make for easy access when in public.

He locked his eyes on mine and slipped his hand between my thighs, lightly rubbing me with the back of his fingers before he pulled away and brought his fingers beneath his nose, inhaling. Body heat. Groan. My hormones went into overdrive watching that simple act play out. I blushed beneath the immediate rush of arousal. Someone flag a train; I was in need. Desperate need.

The carriage wasn’t as nearly as dark or as empty as the Risky Business train scene, but business went ahead regardless. How could it not after the above-mentioned prologue?

It was bright; starkly bright and it didn’t take long to figure out we had to maneuver our way around the pantyhose tucked in a high pair of leathers.

He got creative; slipping my panties and hose down until they bunched at the top of my boots before dropping to his knees and crawling up between my legs. He was essentially ensnared between boots, hose and thighs with no way out but onward. Some might call that a pussy-trap. He might have been inclined to agree. Either way, he was hard and I was ready, and he proceeded forth while the train sped west and a few folks lingered in the back of the carriage pretending not to notice.

Risky Business eat your heart out. Somewhat. Because we didn’t manage to reach that slowed-down climatic filming achieved in the movie. I didn’t feel like Rebecca De Mornay — despite the security cameras rolling overhead and particularly when it was over and I came back up for air, spotting cheesy grins flashing from the back of the carriage.

Blush.

The Ancient Greeks didn’t necessarily think that Eros was always a good thing. They believed this kind of love to be dangerous and likely to burn out quickly unless supported with one of the less superficial loves. I cannot help but agree. Eventually those heated, first stage relationship days tend to ebb into a different vibration — committed love.

Something like what the Ancient Greeks dubbed Pragma. A hallmark of healthy, long-term relationships. Pragma is about giving love — patience, tolerance and compromise — essential elements for a successful long-term relationship.

Still, I believe that passion is a super important component to any relationship. It is that initial burn of lust and desire that serves to fuel the love and begins to form the groundwork of the connection. Passion becomes the foundation upon which intimacy and deep love are born and nurtured, and love is the motivating law of life.

U.S Andersen expresses this perfectly when he said: “The universe dances and sings and buds and blooms and builds. All of life clings to one another, serves one another in a great common purpose. Love pervades all, love is behind all, love is the great goal. Sex is life expressing love!”

Even love on a train. Especially love on a train.


Also published by P.S. I Love You on Medium

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Sexual Transmutation & Alchemy

Yesterday afternoon I stopped by the store to buy a bottle of wine. I was on my way to my mother’s place for a night away from home; away from the family. Mum time. She was cooking up a lamb roast. Obviously, we required a nice drop of wine to accompany such a dinner. So, I stopped by the store, selected the wine, which I chose based on the name plastered on the label. Does anyone else do this?

Well, it’s the label along with my preferred flavor that influences my decision. For the wine connoisseurs out there reading this post, I’m mostly a Sauvignon Blanc woman. I figure my selection process is because I don’t tend to buy and drink wine often. So, I never remember which ones I’ve liked and enjoyed previously. Yesterday, it was a cheerful looking label called The Alchemists that captured my attention … and my imagination.  

Alchemy: a seemingly magical process of transformation. How could I pass up on such a title? The silent promise of transformation via the fresh, vibrant flavors embodied in this citrus-infused drink proved too much to resist. Besides, Margaret River winery in Western Australia produces some quality wine – that, I remembered.

I plucked the bottle of magic from the fridge and made for the checkout counter where a couple were going about their transaction. A process that took FORVER. For some reason, the woman was finding the payment method a challenge. Tap-and-go, honey. It’s not so hard. I love the tap-and-go option. Quick. Easy. Efficient. Personally, I think it’s one of the best innovations to arrive on the purchasing scene in recent years. That option means I can get in and out as fast as possible without screwing around with inserting cards and entering pin numbers. It’s tap-and-go all the way for me.   

There was no tapping-and-going happening that day, at least not for the couple in front of me. You know those times when you’re waiting your turn at a checkout and the people in front of you glance your way a few times along with the checkout person? It’s kind of awkward. You try not to appear as if you’re waiting on them when the opposite is true.

In any case, it gave me enough time to notice the guy behind the counter – young, long brown hair pulled back and cinched at his nape with just the right amount of facial hair spreading across his jawline; a defined jawline, rugged and masculine, and startling blue eyes. He might’ve been just a little bit sexy, and I might not have really noticed the color of his eyes until the couple eventually shifted away and I stepped up to the counter.

“Just the wine?” he asked, smile emerging.

Avert eyes to wine bottle.    

“Yep.”

Smile breaks wide over fleshy lips. Eyes penetrate mine.  

“Do you have a rewards card?”

“Nope.”

I did, but I couldn’t be bothered looking for it, especially with the incoming vibes southside of the counter. Tap-and-go, honey. Tap. And. Go.  

I tapped, then:

“Would you like a paper bag?”

“Yes please,” I replied, shoving my card back in my purse.

He passes me the now bagged wine bottle and the moment arrived. I looked at him, meeting his intense blue gaze for longer than a second for the first time, and you know what happened?

We both laughed.

Nothing unusually funny occurred during that simple transaction. No jokes were exchanged. It was the energy between us. The non-verbal communication playing out over a matter of minutes resulted in a mutual understanding and amusement. As it was, it was at that point that I blushed, thanked him and almost ran out of the store, feeling his vibes following me all the way to the car.

It got me thinking, though. We encounter so many people during our lives, yet with only a select few do we experience something more than ordinary. Why is that? What determines the variables between people that result in a meaningful encounter – even if only for a fleeting moment?

Sheila Burke said, “there are no accidental meetings between souls.” A statement that inspired me to explore soul connections in a previous post. You can check that here.

It is no secret that we are made of energy. Science today accepts that the universe – including us – is comprised of energy, not matter. This is not actually new – it was posited by Greek philosopher Socrates and by the ancient rishis in India thousands of years before that.

Socrates: “Energy, or soul, is separate from matter. The universe is made of energy – pure energy – which was there before man and other material things like the Earth came along.”

This means that each moment of every day we are constantly emitting vibrations. If you are feeling positive, you will vibrate at a high frequency. When you are in a negative state of mind, your vibration mirrors that frequency and will only serve to bring you further down.  The human energy system beyond the obvious physical layer includes subtle energy bodies: Etheric Body; Emotional Body; Lower Mental Body; Higher Mental Body; Causal Body; Soul Body and the Integrated Spiritual Body. These invisible energy bodies vibrate at a slightly faster vibration than the one before it, culminating to form our Auric Energy Fields – the Etheric Body.

“What you seek is seeking you” – Rumi

Considering all this energy taking place in and around us, we are therefore constantly transmitting a frequency to the outer world, pulling toward us that which we broadcast. Think of it in terms of a magnetic field. Our vibration or energy influences the electric charges we transmit in relative motion – our magnetic field. The effects of our magnetic field attract or repel others.

The universal law of attraction – like attracts like.

Keeping that in mind, I’m not surprised about what had transpired between myself and the sexy checkout man, because honestly, during the drive to the store, my mind and energy was firmly placed on one of the most powerful and greatest motivational forces in life – sexual energy.

Yes, I might’ve been transmitting a heavy dose of sexual energy which he picked up on and responded to accordingly. I’m not ashamed, nor am I embarrassed to admit this. I’m a creative human being, and as a creative, sexual energy plays an important role in my work.

How? I hear you ask.  

Did you know that our sexual energy is our creative, life-force energy? Through it, we give birth to new life. Other than the obvious procreation sex produces (children), the same energy can be harnessed and channeled to give birth to new ideas and projects. Open and strong sexual energy contributes toward our vitality, creativity and sense of well-being. If you want to dive in further about sexuality and creativity, take a look at this post titled, The Truth about Love, Sexuality & Creativity.

In his book, Think and Grow Rich, Napoleon Hill states: “Sex transmutation is simple and easily explained. It means the switching of the mind from thoughts of physical expression to thoughts of some other nature.”

This means that sexual transmutation is the process of converting sexual energy into some other drive, motivation, or energy of a higher order. The basis for sexual transformation is to take your sexual energy and channel it into a higher energy center. In short, healthy sexual energy can be crucial in fueling and producing amazing works of art.

I happened to be in the process of sexual transmutation that afternoon, which attracted a memorable moment with an attractive man. Something more than ordinary.

Well, that’s my story and I’m sticking to it.

P.S. The bottle of Alchemy delivered, I was transported into another world, and today my head is cursing me for it.     

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