Feeling Lit

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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



Show Us

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Soft and cold

smooth and rugged

I am here with you and

I am in awe of your wonder

your depth

your harsh lines

your shadows

It brings out the light you carry into even sharper relief.

I see you.

You are unique, significant and extraordinary.

Keep showing


How can you best show yourself today?


Surrender into Senses

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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

Seduced by Spirit

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Taking in life through the senses. The five we know best-sight, taste, sound, touch & smell. And the one which gives us so much in secret-intuition.

When was the last time you took in the world through each sense?

The time is now.

Feel the world through fingertips, scents, eyes seeing, ears keen and tastes savored.

Pay attention to the way smell brings back memories, sight lights your soul and taste ignites your passions. Bring all of your awareness to this wonderful moment filled with sensations.

Spending so much time in our heads is hurting us. The mind shouts with voices, filled with fear, comparison and anger. Judgement, shame and guilt.

Step into your own confidence. Claim it. Own it. Become it. Pulse with wild ferocity.

Walk Worthy and with Spirit.

You are secure and safe.

Sensual and being seduced by Spirit.

Enough and perfect.



When was the last time you felt Spirit calling you to dance?

Nine. Sixty Nine.

Simple Lovely Dandelion (pic of mine)
  1. Drenched in the sensual reality of this moment.
  2. Embrace your Enough.
  3. Remember your Prism.
  4. Seduced by spirit.
  5. Seduction is all about listening to your intuition and trusting the tide of desire. -Kitty Cavalier
  6. Release. Open.
  7. Surrendering into the sensory. The feel of living.
  8. I speak of the erotic as the deepest life force, a force which moves us toward living in a fundamental way. -Audre Lorde
  9. Discovering deep/ dreams & the sensual feel/ of desired dreams.


“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?


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Tara McKinney

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 dwell

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?







Writing You



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…

Write Yours

Pic from above is mine. Making wishes and sending love through ink and dandelion puffs.

Nine. Sixty Eight.


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  1.  The importance of language
  2.  Multi-Faceted. Prismatic quality of us.
  3.  The fire inside me.
  4.  The depth of my desire.
  5.  Do we not all want to be simply held & seen?
  6.  Exquisite arousal, a flame every higher…
  7.  She & I spoke of all the things.  Breathtaking.
  8.  Wild sparkle. Messy hair. Chaos as my favorite color.
  9.  Though there is a precious peace in black and white.

Picture of mine. Wild beauty with wings and green reaching skyward.