Posts Tagged ‘Marriage’

Holy Sex~

Posted: January 13, 2018 in Co-Creation, Humanity, Oneness
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3DC9E97A-BCA0-4742-8E6D-014638A32223Folks are so preoccupied with their genitalia, it’s juvenile. I get it, I was a teenager too. At some point, ‘strange’ is not fulfilling. Where has sacred communion gone? I’m a rarified experience. Only the worthy, can worship at my Temple~

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While I understand our hormones at their peak, include a primal urgency regarding procrastination, there is so much to copulation than simply making babies.

It is the merging of our aura’s, our souls. It is when two literally, but more importantly, spiritually, become one. I personally do not want someone’s chocolate, in my peanut buttet, unless they posess some seriously Light filled juju. I am particular about the energy, I allow into my atmosphere, in this way. It would be vastly more meaningful, for us all, to do the same. Think Holy Sex. As in whole-y.

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Unfortunately, in an effort to liberate our sexual repression, the pendulum has swung far beyond making love, and back towards an animalistic version of, a sacred expression. We have crossed over, into a destructive version of soul sharing. One that is tearing us apart, rather than liberating.

Now that we are introducing robotic companions into the mix, with the other electronic props, we have invented to tickle our fancy’s, we are in very real danger of losing our humanity, in an effort to have a lesser organism.

I would really love to see us get back into,  the art of love making. And return to a more pure place, in our sexual self expression. Sexual alchemy should be promoted just as much, as sexual perversion, so we can make an informed choice, on how to share this unique gift of life, with others.

We are missing the ultimate magic, by removing the mysteries of the sacred divine, from our sex lives.

But hey, what do I know~

 

 

 

 

To tell them or not?

Posted: January 11, 2018 in Evil, FYI, Grief, Hardships, Hell
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Most people in my life these days have no idea about my past. It’s not that I have intentionally withheld it, rather it just isn’t something that I even think about anymore. It isn’t my focus & hasn’t been for years.

When my scar was fresh, I was always worried it would be noticed & I would be forced to explain. The shame associated with surviving hell, prevented me from sharing much of anything. Truly, I was working hard towards just forgetting the entire thing but unfortunately, it is a wound that required professional treatment that did not seem to exist and home remedies were scarce in 1980. Even my fairly evolved church at that time, was not equipped to deal with my level of horror, so I quickly exited their counseling. They don’t like divorce. So… I needed more than what they were offering. It became evident I was going to have to self heal.

I waded through much of my despair myself. My story didn’t read like a made for tv movie in which the drunk punk comes home & beats his wife over cold carrots. My tormentor was much more ritualistic than that. And his level of abuse seemed damn near professional. So it wasn’t like I could point to something and simply say,  “it was like that”. That is what I experienced…Help me Please!

Plus it began when I was in the Marine Corps. Back then, those guys had no idea how to deal with “women’s” issues, so I was farmed out to a small town therapist who was not able to do much better. My whole life at that time, was a walking blur. A struggle to get through each day deprived of sleep and experimenting with drugs designed to facilitate an altered reality. Plus others to keep me wake. Thankfully the drugs faded as we moved off base and became more isolated. His crazy level was off the charts as the closest neighbors were not necessarily in ear shot. But damn, he was soooo charming, when he wanted to be. All psychopaths are.

The curious mix of terrorist & saint kept my emotions in such turmoil, it was impossible to get a baseline on myself. I was really not in my body much during those times. I simply do not know how I showed up for anything.

When we 1st met, I was captivated by his colorful reasons for arriving in the desert, and his freaking mouth. Something about this way his mouth moved. I was transfixed. I imagine Chris Brown has this same certain something. It doesn’t show up in pictures and you would not see it unless it was directed at you. It is a hypnotic element perhaps only the most cunning among us possess. I am not altogether sure it is human in nature, but rather something much darker than your garden variety coo-coo. Honestly. This guy made my drunken, rape riddled teens, look like a poor warm up to meeting a full blown predator.

Really, the only reason why I am telling you this at all… is because it woke me up. or started the process rolling that way for sure.

I would say it was a divinely appointed ‘wake the fuck up kinda thing’. I really was descending into my own custom created  sensation seeking vibe, before I even met this guy. so I take full responsibility for marrying him simply based on that mouth, and the orgasms. Lol. I really had the hugest blind spot going at 19. I am sure he could smell my angst before I came around the corner of his life. We married within 3 weeks of meeting because you know, I was mad at my now divorcing parents and again, he was sooooooooooo charming…

I really cant describe the level of auto pilot I was on, when I from out of nowhere, chose to join the Marine Corps vs College. I had a profound longing to distance myself from a life I had no control of. My teens were a cocktail of rumors, rape & substance fueled emotional retardation. So I bolted pretty much blind. I am pretty sure I was already sending energetic distress signals, foolishly giving my position away. I seriously have no idea why I was wandering around, unattended anyway. I had no idea what kind of crazy, lay past the crazy in my own head.

Few few were taught about energy & vibration when I was growing up. Or how it can be magnified by hormones, isolation, ignorance. So there was no awareness about the Laws of Attraction. However our parents of the age did always warn against “strangers”… I personally did not know what that meant. Age old wisdom distilled into a commandment, no one cared to expand upon, were the juices I was cooked in….

To be continued ~

I really just think it is time to modernize & upgrade our line of thinking, on pretty much everything.

So here’s a thought…

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I think a prenuptial agreement should be a standard & yes mandatory, contract between any couple becoming legally bound.
Of course money concerns can be added amendments, but That part isn’t where my line of thinking went. I am talking about general & custom, marital rules of engagement.
Naturally, It would be incumbent on each partner to decide what was important to them, but here is what I am proposing as a starting point.
I would like to see, at the very least, conduct requirements in the event of a divorce, and stricter applications if there are children involved. It is simply not ok to cause unnecessary crazy, in the chaos of uncoupling.
Or how about physical abuse is a deal breaker, resulting in the injured party keeping most of the marbles upon dissolution?
That could apply to cheating as well. Or any manner of thing deemed a priority for us.
Why can’t a human expect to have their life partner adhere to a few voiced givens? After all, they both would be required to sign it, before the ceremony.
When we are HaPpy & healthy, we our on our best behavior. However, when things go south in a relationship, we are not a species that keeps our cool with complete consistency. Having a few rigid boundaries in place ahead of hell, certainly cannot cause human harm!
I think it would be enlightening to go through the process of making each more aware, of their expectations for their union.
I personally would include my man has to take out the trash. Don’t get me wrong, I will do it too, but not contractually, Lol. I FIRMLY believe it is a mans “job” having been successfully programmed by Bewitched as a kid! Just because I am a visionary, does not mean I am fully evolved! HA
Anyway…I think you get what I am offering here.

Human expectations for conduct within a marriage come with the territory. We all have ideas about what a HaPpy & healthy union feels like to us, for whatever reason.
If we took the time to write it all out, prior to signing the bottom line, maybe the need for articles covering our uncoupling, could one day, become obsolete?
How cool would it be, if we our treated our life long partnerships with this kind of dignified intention? Divorce is such a drag for all concerned, it really is preferable to do anything we can, to avoid one.
Plus the very act of initiating clear intentions, helps us manifest our joint endeavors with cooperation, thus producing more balanced & abundant families overall~

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