Show up in full presence of yourself with your soul bared and your heart opened.
Your nakedness and raw vulnerability is what is most desired.
Allow and completely surrender to whatever it is that may be calling to touch you. To feel your skin, to know your textures, to graze your surfaces.
Where the light caresses…
Love must start in one’s own skin. Showing up fully as you are.
Dance into some soul-grinding worship of you.
Do you know, really know, every bit and particle and flesh and palm full of you is sacred?
Feel your beauty. Claim it. Own it. Become it.
Become unraveled in the presence of Beauty, allow her to penetrate your senses.
Beauty is you.
When it comes to your body, what feels like love?
Pleasure is as divine as any cathedral, any temple. -Candice Holdorf
Soft and cold
smooth and rugged
I am here with you and
I am in awe of your wonder
your harsh lines
It brings out the light you carry into even sharper relief.
I see you.
You are unique, significant and extraordinary.
How can you best show yourself today?
1. Strawberry flowers & dandelions, Spring is springing!
2. “he must go unprotected that he may be constantly changed” -Gerald Heards
3. Want does not seem to be the same as care.
4. Let your love light shine
5. and freak flag fly. Just. Be. You.
Run away into a world we designed…
7. Are you here?
8. Reading This
Messy Magnificent Life. By Geneen Roth.
9. Kindness. Openness. Real.
Pic of mine, I like the way there are three different flowers at play.
Surrendering to our sensual natures-feeding the flames of our internal desires and relishing in the lush language of our innermost intentions and wild awakenings.
It’s time to have an intimate love affair with the one you are deep inside. Your heart needs your body to inhale the wild scents of love and adoration. Delve into the raw, the gorgeous, the grit, the sacred, the deep.
Discover how this life-giving energy fuels your creativity and immerse yourself in the sensuality of your daily life.
The sensations of desire lead us to the sacred. The longings, the desires, the aching reminds us of Spirit. The Spirit which creates, destroys and longs for connection deep within us.
This ravenous power and gentle ease fuels creative flow.
You are ripe with full potential of your own soul’s essence.
Stand full in your power.
Burn with the fire of sacred, sensual love.
When was the last time you surrendered into your sensual nature?
Opened to your raw passions?
Part of the Silk & Shadow series, prior parts are:
Seduced by Spirit, Sensual Seduction, Prismatic, Remembering and Masks
2. Trust as my deepest longing.
3. So very missed.
4. In the anger between violated or ignored.
5. Just want to be held & seen. Cherished & adored.
6. Crushed stars & black space.
7. My way of seeing, altered permanently.
Filthy & Mine
Pic of mine. The way the light & shadow play upon us all.
“Feel the light with all the senses.”
Awareness of masks we all wear and the why behind them.
Delving deeper into your own signature. The place where you vibrate with vulnerability and authenticity.
We long to see you.
To know your multi-faceted depth.
Your prismatic personality and stunning essence.
No returning to the false masks you wear to cover your true identity.
We need your true
Step tenderly and fully into this lit up space of light-filled gray.
What does it mean to be authentic and vulnerable and prismatic to you?
The masks we wear and our naked faces
the prim presentation and our gritty fascinations
Lies a space to show and tell
the beauty in this
a place where we put our masks on upon the altar of expectation
and burn it down
where we exhale our truth
where we know we can change, if we want to.
Make a different choice. Play with another idea.
Merge the persona with the person.
Meld fantasy with reality.
What masks do you need to set aside?
Where are you most deeply you?
I have been long intrigued and enchanted by…
The person we appear to be, the Beings we actually are.
The sensuality of each moment, the sensations we pay attention to and the ones we ignore.
The feeling within our dreams, the desires of our souls, the love of our hearts.
The prismatic chaos of color we truly are while trying to live in an edited write of black and white.
The curated and filtered and staged pictures we are inundated with manipulating us to believe we are not enough, need more of something, if we had this then we would be happy.
Paying attention. Being aware. Getting to know one’s self on a deep, visceral level.
Dancing in the dreams we have in our minds. So very unique, stunning and made perfectly.
Knowing happiness is here and now and only possible in the moment we are in.
Being in a state of non-judgemental awareness and feeling life through our senses.
I am intrigued and enchanted.
What is captivating your attention?!
I long to see the way you write across a page in ink
what shape your thoughts take when slipped from your shoulders and onto the page
The surface of paper your pin barely scratched
what secrets and mysteries does your penmanship hold
let me know the way your letters slant just so
and the spaces between
are you the kind to press down hard upon the page
making marks which can been seen and felt leaving indents on the other side
or are you one to barely scratch the smooth surface as an inked sigh?
I am entranced by language and the way it is presented when written down upon silky pages longing to be opened.
The words we choose to write and say mean so much. More than we can possibly know…
Pic from above is mine. Making wishes and sending love through ink and dandelion puffs.