To Make Love to a Woman…

Monika Carless, Author

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I could write erotic instructions on how to make love to a woman, and because you see her skin, her lips, the way she moves – you might think that that is all you need. After all, some skill is required to make her unfold. But that is just the beginning. Beyond her tender, secret places, lie the mysteries that you must anoint with your soul.

Within her eyes, her mind, her bones, lies the vastness of the Universe; the entire spectrum of the galaxy and multitude of stars. To make love to her you will need the map to her untouched terrain and only she has knowledge of where that is kept. You can search her mouth, visit her sacredness, even make her lose control, and still never find the treasure.

Use your tongue, your fingers, your body in the ways she teaches you, and with your heart…

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She Emerges.

Monika Carless, Author

She Emerges.

The Sun heats her centuries-old cocoon, a sacred dance with Aquarius summons the Feminine…she stretches, she moves, she breaks the holy seal. It is time.

Rise, Shakti, Rise!

By the moon, by the stars, by the call of your own Wisdom, rise to your destiny.

The sea breathes salty remembrance into your lungs, she crashes onto the shore of your being.

Rise, Sister, Rise!

You, whose wings have been pinned, whose voice has been silenced, whose heart has been shattered, awaken with the rustle of trees in the witch’s grove, the sanctity of prayer on a woman’s tongue, the echo of the owl’s call at midnight.

Rise, Woman, Rise!

It is your time, it was written, it was spoken, as the pyramids predicted, as Atlantis sank, as the galaxies recorded, as the dolphins sang, as the shamans beat their drums.

Rise, Goddess, Rise!

It is your time to…

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Self love, an IV addiction…a piece of me.

Finding love for myself isn’t always easy. I started asking myself so many questions all sparked by my partner who said ” I just want you to be you”. I’m sure people have said that to me before but I hadn’t been ready to hear it yet. My whole perspective on love has changed since then and still continues to change.

I started google searches feeling desperately in need of answers. For weeks months I kept thinking I was on the verge of discovering what would change my life. What would make me feel better. What I needed to do to be happy.

During this time I was also struggling with an IV addiction. I thought I could find the answers to why and discover an easier way to stop using. I practiced yoga, eating better, gardening, meditation essential oils.

The one thing I didn’t do was ask for help. I was on probation and thought I’d get in more trouble so I just kept doing what I was doing. From the outside it looked great. I had this beautiful garden, I was actually learning so much I just couldn’t see it at the time. Finally I got an opportunity for inpatient treatment through my po. I was ready by then all the self exploration self healing i’d discovered that I really didn’t hate myself. The reason I did drugs was to try and feel better. I simply hadn’t been taught healthy ways to love myself.

Treatment mainly was a safe place to actually get clean. I was able to get through the physical withdrawals because I couldn’t leave and get something to feel better when I thought I couldn’t handle it anymore. Through the process I was able to get healthier which was what I wanted. What I had been teaching myself slowly was how to Love myself into a better feeling place.

I started telling myself I was doing the best I could and learning everyday to speak nicer to myself. Be gentle with yourself were not supposed to be perfect.  Were figuring it out as we go. I had begun noticing how hard I was on myself beating myself up for using drugs. Getting over the fear of letting my loved ones down of feeling like a failure took time and practice. Its the social stigma of how bad drugs are. So many people think all druggies should be in jail. So much assumption about the type of person that could do drugs especially IV use. You fear going to the Dr. think everyone notices the marks on your arms. The shame alone is usually enough to keep a person in the cycle of using just to get through the day without feeling drained or sick.

I had developed my own double life where I had my friends I used with also going through the same self-hate shame use to feel better cycle. Then I had the who I also was when I wasn’t finding a vein. I did grow a beautiful garden. I did start painting. I did start practicing yoga. I did start seeking a better life planting seeds for the life I wanted to create. I embraced the spiritual me learning to judge myself less. I’ve always had a passion for teaching, showing, helping people remember what Love really is.

I still find myself thinking who am I to help others, you don’t write well enough…all these silly little things that kept me from publishing what I write what I feel. Then I remember what I tell others to stop being so hard on ourselves. My mind goes off in so many directions sometimes with what I want to say I would get stuck thinking it needed to be a certain way. Now my only question is if its authentic and from the heart.

Sharing my struggles is a part of me and this is the first time I’m sharing this part of me outside my comfort zone. I can’t help anyone or make a difference if I’m not sharing all of my story and how I’m rewriting my story. One moment at a time. With lots and lots of LOVE.

OUR LADY OF CREATIVE CHOICE – Archangel Oracle – Divine Guidance

Pauline Lakshmi ♥ Star Seed - Lightarian (TM) Rays Master-Practitioner - Reiki Kundalini Master-teacher - Spiritual Channeller - Lightworker

Our Lady Of Creative Choice, from the Mother Mary Oracle card deck by Alana Fairchild and Shiloh Sophia McCloud

Daily Angel Oracle Card: Our Lady Of Creative Choice, from the Mother Mary Oracle card deck by Alana Fairchild and Shiloh Sophia McCloud

Our Lady Of Creative Choice: “You have my power within you and you are free beyond wildest imagination. Do you know that you are a slave to no thing and to no one? You are a divine being. With the power of creative choice, you can create worlds, my beloved. Even the smallest choice contains great creative power. Do not cast your power aside, my child. Choose to trust me, to live with an open, vulnerable heart, and to let my grace flood through you in rapturous waves of light. Choose wisely, creatively and well. Yet do not fear your power, for the best choice you can make is to learn from all your experiences. I will guide you to use your power to create healing difference…

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Falling Forever

What does falling with no bottom really feel like?

Scary? Uncontrollable? Unstable?

I imagine falling forever…what would that feel like? If I could let go it might be freeing, stripping away everything that’s held me back and what if I slowed the fall to simply floating. Finding wonder in the air around me feeling it caress me holding me filling me up with life. Causing my heart to beat, pumping blood thru my veins lifting me up carrying me wherever I choose to be….

While I’m falling I come into contact with other beings also falling, floating and the contact brings experiences I never could have imagined. Then the falling, floating continues and trying to hold on hurts me causing me to forget to breathe to forget about the feeling of life. I get lost in searching for that feeling that seems to be missing now that I’ve felt it and seemingly lost it but then I realize those feelings were all mine. There was only a catalyst opening me to experiencing those feelings and I slowly remember to breathe and open my eyes again to the experiences I haven’t yet fallen or floated across. I once again am aware of the air around me holding me filling me with Life.

My vortex

I am growing.
I am evolving.
I am becoming.
I am learning.
I love discovering myself.
I love the more I focus on love the less I judge others.
I love self reflection.
I love being.
I am trusting the flow of life.
I am gaining clarity on what I do want.
I am open I am free.
I love knowing my truth.
I love discovering my truth.
I am connected to my I am presence within me.
I am a creator.
I hold the ability to create life in my womb in my DNA.
I am learning my true source of power.
I am the creator of my reality.
I am here co-creating with all of you.
I am letting go of trying to control how you create.
I am loving the process.
I love that I’m here to have fun and play with creation.
I love the experiences I get to have with all of you.
I love how exciting it is to see how source the universe provides more and more of what I focus on.
I know my power is in my focus and intention.
I know that I do not know everything cuz that would be boring.
I love how fulfilling life is.
I love being here.
I love that I am not a victim.
I love the power knowing I’m the creator of my reality gives me.
I love being free to choose what I focus on.
I love being connected to all life.
I am here to explore and experience life.
I let my heart guide me with love for all life.
I experience challenges as initiations.
I am remembering my true self allowing me to see your true self.
I am pure source energy.
I have seen the stars in my hands.
I have seen through illusions of fear and separation.
I have seen through the illusion of lack of love.
I am trusting in love.
I am honoring my truth.
I am letting go of fear of judgement.
I am honoring your truth.
I am letting go of guilt and shame.
I am kind to myself and others.
I am compassionate.
I am responsible for my feelings.
I respect your feelings.

Freedom?

Something every human on a biological primal level desires is freedom. FREEDOM.  What is freedom really? 

In the United States we have what we call our constitutional rights. We have freedom of speech. Freedom of religion. Free press. The right to free speech. There is an entire system in place designed to make people feel a sense of freedom. 

Why? Why this false sense of freedom? When have we ever truly been free? When we were children? Made to go to bed at a certain time, made to go to school and sit at a desk for hours on end. Made to learn a certain way. Labeled male or female. Our childlike curiosity is a gift meant to help us navigate this world. Yet were taught to fear what other people think of us. We fear not having things. 

I believe our sense of freedom, what we have been told freedom means is what keeps us from being truly free. Freedom is ultimately our choice. We are free to choose to obey the laws or else face being locked up in a cell. Is that really freedom?We are free to choose our lifestyle as long as we have the money to choose our lifestyle. We are free to choose our career, our job, our work or way of earning the money needed to buy our freedom. As long as you pay for the proper certification or training or diploma. As long as you pay for a business license, pay your taxes and it’s a legal business by state or federal law you can work for yourself. 

We work to earn money to have the freedom to choose what we eat. While shopping your free to choose what chemicals you put in your body…if you’ve had time to research and realize 90% of the food available in a grocery store unless it’s a natural foods store is doing more harm instead of nourishing your body. So you eat a salad covered in pesticides or fruit that’s been genetically altered to grow faster or bigger. Then you get sick and have the freedom to choose who provides your healthcare. That you pay for. 

 It seems like every “freedom” granted comes with a cost therefore taking away it’s freedom and making it a choice to pretend your making the choice when really you had no choice to begin with. 

At least that’s what it seems to me freedom is represented as. Unless you change your perception of freedom. 

Give yourself the freedom to love yourself. Loving myself truly loving and accepting myself for everything I am has changed the way I view my world. I no longer feel the rock in my belly I felt while seeking approval or acceptance from others. I’m not saying I never feel it but the difference is now instead of rarely feeling free I feel free the majority of the time. When it does come, that icky feeling in my belly I can listen to it and realize it’s not something wrong with me. It’s actually my bodies perfect way of warning me I’m not loving myself entirely. Then I get to discover a part of me I had forgotten or suppressed. 

Loving yourself is an amazing journey including the grief felt when you discover just how much you weren’t loving yourself before. Finding the courage to forgive yourself and continuing to learn who you really are without betraying yourself to please others is challenging. There are belief systems embeded in our DNA that need to be cleared and loved free of fear. 

The fear of loss of freedom keeps us paralyzed into accepting the guise of freedom. Choosing love instead of fear places the power back in yourself instead of giving it away. Ultimately it’s your choice to give up your freedom to others or choosing to empower yourself through love. True power is found in your heart for there is no freedom found in controlling others by exerting power over them thru fear. 

Take back your freedom, take back your power. Love yourself free of the fear of lack and you will find the sweetest peace, no matter what anybody says.