Sacred Sexuality is Sexual Healing
One of the biggest places I’ve learned to slow down, stay in my body, and receive is through s e x.
The work of alchemy happens through the p s s y portal.
I'll give you an example.
I stopped by Christian’s house on my way home from the ski hill. I could feel my desire to energetically connect with him as an opening in my body. I listened to her.
No expectations of why, or what I was going to get out of it.
He and I landed in a connected conversation that invited deeper physical intimacy.
Then at one point, I could feel myself popping out of the experience - bypassing and hopping into my mind and using old tricks to turn myself on. Trying to grab for the sensation rather than allow it as the thread of truth.
And I am in a firm commitment to never violate or rush my opening anymore.
So I stopped. I slowed us down. I turned toward him and laid in his arms instead. He cleanly received me there.
And then my body experienced a sensation that spoke to him directly through my vocal chords: "Will you put your hand on the back of my heart?"
He responded to my call, and began massaging the heart space there like he would an erogenous zone.
My heart was getting energetically and physically touched by the holding of the divine masculine in a way it never had before.
By body’s intelligence asked for was needed to receive nourishment.
It was highly erotic. And deeply healing. My whole body convulsed. When he penetrated he kept the pressure on my back and there was a huge release of energy.
And then I sobbed. All of the tears of heartbreak of lifetimes. Moving through my system. He held me tenderly there.
This emerged because I held responsibility for my desire. The divine energy was flowing through my body and we both stayed with it. I didn’t expect HIM to create my opening.
Through my body, we both felt our divinity - embodied.
These experiences are so spontaneous and guided by the deeper frequency we each hold - mine is Essence, his is Safety.
We are both so fed by it.
There are no rote routines at play. Only desire and opening served in each moment.