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Having a client say: “Okay. This nugget of gold

Having a client say: “Okay. This nugget of gold made the whole money I spent on you worth it” is a yummy honey heart gift and relief!♥️
Sometimes when women come to work on something with me I *hope* I can guide, coach and mentor them there, but there’s always a TBD: “Can we make magic together?! Will I get to shine in my gifts?“
And sometimes someone comes along who calls somethings out of me I am ripening into sharing.😋
Yesterday I said: “I am not an expert in love. But I kept showing up to it again and again with a pulsating, healing father wound,
and a fear of letting go,
and a fear of losing myself and my creativity,
and allowed it reveal to me where I was hardened, or non trusting + attracting people who needed me to be a strong leader for them - and I love sharing this journey!
These years have been a bootcamp of healing that made wisdom rise in me, asking me to practice deeply letting go.
Finding the ability to trust men (not all but some!) after trauma was a journey.
Finding the courage to sit in the muck muck muck of the father wound and not give up was excruciating.
I am still practicing releasing control with the one I love, not being the leader, and putting my director hat down- for the sake of LOVE,
submission and surrender.
To be the leader during work days, and in meetings, in workshops and retreats- but in intimacy put down the lead, sit at the feet of the Trusted Beloved, not saying a word, just waiting, softening and letting go....
It’s been a giant unlearning and it’s the thing I am devoted to practicing daily.
More on this journey of unwinding is in my book chapter “How to Love like a Goddess.”
And if your heart and love journey is calling to you for healing I highly recommend the work of Dr. Pat Allen (been studying for 5 yrs🤓) David Deida (studying for 15 years💔😭) Richard Rudd + the Gene Keys (1.5 yrs🙏🏼). BUT for me sitting in ceremony with sacred plants for the last nearly 9 yrs (😢🙏🏼 ) has been the place I have learned the most about my heart’s wounds + closures and my patterns. More on that in my book. The deep dive in has been so worth it. 🧜🏻‍♀️
🍃🌿🍄🌵🌱✨♥️
📸: @kelli_radwanski #facetimesession

Bodies pressed together / deep cackling is so deli

Bodies pressed together / deep cackling is so delicious! 😋Remembering this moment of delicious closeness and dancing together. Rocking my I ♥️mushrooms t shirt and dancing to Mr. Vegas ! Aya teaching me how she used to dance as a teen in London and I was showing her the ATL styles of my teen years in Georgia. Will we ever take these moments for granted again?!
Bodies close, hands on skin, laughter and falling into each other- the ecstasy of closeness !
@ayameditation has a new album out on Spotify and Apple- its divine for these times. Her voice is divine feminine goddess honey drip. Enjoy. She has been my singing teacher for the last year, and because of her for the first time I got the nerve to sing for the Man I love. ☺️I used to be terrified to sing in front of someone I loved cause my Dad told me on repeat I had an awful voice / also a few ex boyfriends 🤷🏻‍♀️😂 but my man now enjoys it and so I keep singing to him, a divine healing 💋💋💋

“The antidote to screen time is skin time.” -S

“The antidote to screen time is skin time.” -Said to me on the regular by a Very Wise and Handsome Man.
I agree and spoke of this yesterday when someone asked in our Full Moon circle: “If we have a job where we are sitting at the computer all day, how do we balance that with being embodied, feeling our feminine sensitivity, letting pleasure and love flow through us?”
This question is one of my main practice points the last 5 years!
I have a whole section in my book about my practice of “Surrender Saturdays” where I for years have a way of softening my computer body and my sharp mind and becoming mush, openness, softness, and availability by being offline and in my deep heart and body instead of HEAD on Saturdays.
But as I said yesterday, one day a week is not enough for me! (And that was written pre Covid and now the computer time is exponentially greater.)
My body hurts to sit at the computer all day.
My heart aches sitting still and being productive and rigid with too much doing. Happy to have a job I love but I do not want to ever become a capitalist robot!
For every hour I practice sitting still and staying sharp, I need hours where I move freely, feel deeply, and slow down...otherwise I bring this Computer Fast Thinker Problem Solver Me to every moment of love and intimacy and accidentally become her! I don’t think she would be fun to make love to or have dinner with even!
And she is not where my deepest bliss lives.
I feel satisfaction for my ability to get shit done, but my heart’s ache is not quenched by 6 figures and a full schedule.
So it’s an ongoing practice for me of devotion...
Skin on skin
Hands on skin
Sun on skin
Wind on skin
Tears and laughter and moans and groans
And soft jaw
And soft mouth
And soft belly
And rubbing thighs and feet
And dancing and singing
And feeling feeling feeling feeling
Remembering love
Releasing rage and grief
Feeling the deep pain of the world and those I love
Noticing the sunset
Opening opening opening...deepening deepening deepening and being completely devoted to a Soul’s longing of love and aliveness that I cannot deny.
Even in these times.
photo by @inna.lila x

Thank you for the book love - new reviews (I read

Thank you for the book love - new reviews (I read ‘em!) and I love to re-post all your stories and read what’s touching you from the book.
I’m going to release some accompanying meditations and things to it in the coming months for a bit more interactive and experiencing!
I would love your help...Readers: Comment or DM me with what you want more of / more explanation/ more support/what you would love in bonus content or a mini course! Coming soon♥️♥️♥️♥️

“It is completely necessary that we grieve, we m

“It is completely necessary that we grieve, we mourn, we scream, we cry about all of this. We’ve often been directly and indirectly told to focus on the mind, to concentrate on personal ambition and materialism, and to avoid looking at the greater global issues we participate in if we are operating within the systems of the countries holding the global financial power. It is up to us to express our feelings about global injustices and scream and share and rage and ultimately find the courage to create change however we can. It starts with us. In our bodies. The hands. The heart. The voice. The sex organs. We reclaim all of it...”
From the chapter “How to Come Home to Your Body” from my book F*CK LIKE A GODDESS- out now with @soundstrue - written at the end of 2018 but with a lot of support for 2020 in it!
Thanks to all who have written amazon reviews and shared with friends during these times. I so appreciate your support in spreading the word.
Photos by @drewimages via #facetimephotoshoot

From this week’s newsletter poem + essay... “

From this week’s newsletter poem + essay...
“At times, I have mistaken a quest for being good or happy or nice with being spiritual or “well.”
Like to be good is to be well.
Or to be spiritual is to be nice.
But I have found I neither want to be good or happy.
Or nice.
Those words are like faded billboards, dinosaur bones left behind from a time of Americana pleasantry and 5 cent roadside attractions.
Snickers bars that stick to the back of your teeth and leave your breath sugary, like a 5-year old after a birthday party.
White cracked picket fence posts
where women’s
heart dreams
and erotic yearnings,
were impaled invisibly,
dripping,
into garden beds
and thirsty seeds that blossom into
blood red roses.
“I was too busy loving a man to write,”
I told my muse in a hushed voice.
“My love, I’ll be back.”
I kissed her, a full kiss with tongue,
that ran down my spine in a feather of electricity.
The kind of kisses I have had so many times this life…
But I wonder, if I ever will again -
A kiss where nipples brush each other.
A nod to mermaids.
And a time of school girls hiding in closets.
Of soft hands and skin -
I am writing, which means I am breathing.
My words were leaking out in my love-making,
evaporating through my pores,
and tear drops onto his chest,
pooled into linen sheets I washed in hot water...”
The rest is in your email box ;)
As skin to skin moments of eros wane for many (eros as the desire for wholeness, passionate love, a desire for "psychic relatedness", a desire for interconnection and interaction with other sentient beings- very alive desire for me during this time!)
+ and also as moments of body and mind freedom wane for many, I am wishing to conjure them through the magic of words, weekly- a prayer to love and heart and soul.
Every Wednesday to your inbox.
Usually with something else: Art recs or films or a playlist. And any offerings I have open.
Thanks to all who reply with kind words that it’s made you feel and cry and come into your Heart. That’s my purpose and it brings me joy!
Photo by @drewimages over FaceTime. Trying on my first look for the TV show here. By @marahoffman.