Electric Shock and My Pussy

SO this happened.
 
Are you ready for a good laugh,
are you ready to scratch your head,
and some eye popping?
 
Because here is my most recent masturbation share.
 
It only took me about five years of owning this little sex toy for me to actually try it.
 
I have been scared in all truth to try it.
I have held it in my hand,
felt its electric pulses move through my hand and arms with generous voltage,
felt the discomfort of it.
 
The thought of placing this little gizmo where it was intended made my stomach churn and my heart race.
 
If it felt like I was sticking my hand and fingers into an open electrical breaker then what the f-ck would it feel like in my most intimate, delicate location?
 
My pussy.
Would she like it?
 
So this really happened,
one night,
not so many nights ago…
 
I found myself exploring this little electric shock love toy.
I found myself finding the courage,
to push past the fear of possibly electrocuting my pussy.
 
You could say that curiosity got the best of me.
 
Because it did.
 
I placed this little bundle of shock inside my pussy,
AND
 
I turned it on.
 
OMFG!!!!!
It zapped, it shocked,
it rubbed my G-spot and with each pulse,
I moved deeper into orgasm.
 
But was this possible?
Was it possible that electric shock therapy for my pussy could help open me up more,
could help stimulate,
activate,
AND
 
EVEN FEEL GREAT,
in my pussy.
 
Or to my body?
 

The answer:

F-ck YES!

 
To my surprise, this little love shock device really felt great.
It was not painful,
well unless I touched my labia with it,
then OMFG!!!! that was a no effing way.
 

BOUNDARY.

 
But inserted this little egg shaped zapper, ‘sent all the pulses of increased orgasm to where I needed them.
 
But why stop there?
 
So anyone who has followed my sex coaching long, know’s that I am not a big advocate of vibrators because of the addiction and harm they can cause to nerves if over used.
 
However, I do always say that every now and then,
there is a time and a place for vibrators and they can really spice things up and be playful.
 
For someone like myself, who uses a vibrator on her clit maybe three times a year at best (because I prefer the touch of my partners lips and tongue , pubic bone and fingers) the added pleasure of a vibrator with this little electric shock therapy device was AMAZING and sent me quickly over the edge of pleasure.
 
WOW!!!!
 
So what is the moral of my tale today you may ask?
 
The moral is,
EXPLORE your body.
EXPLORE your mind.
EXPLORE imagination.
EXPLORE play.
 
Sex whether it is with someone or by ourselves is to be about embodyment of self,
connection to bliss,
an opening to rapture,
and DISCOVERY of self.
 
 
Sex is a beautiful way to explore our levels of pleasure.
So what is holding you back from saying YES to yourself?
 
What is preventing you from fully embracing your JOY,
Your PLEASURE.
Your ORGASM.
 
Is it fear, like it was for me around the exploration of something new?
 
As my 21 year old daughter always says, ” You can’t knock it until you have tried it at least once.”
 
I fully agree and actually believe that we should allow for two times of trying something new before knocking it.
 
Why?
 
Because the first time, our limbic systems are not at ease, we are caught in our heads and over thinking things too much, like I did for 5 years around this toy, we are not present in the moment for many reasons.
 
The second time, we have a better chance of being present and feeling into the event because we sorta know what to expect.
 
Now we can actually experience it,
and make a decision.
 
So don’t knock something, just because it sounds strange,
makes you go WTF? or even causes you a little concern.
 
If it is safe, if your boundaries are kept, then be a YES to yourself.
 

A yes to your pleasure.

 
And as always,
Stop Existing & Start Living
 
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Allowing Your ORGASM.

Orgasm.
I love a good orgasm.
I crave a good orgasm.
I need so desperately a good orgasm.

How about you?

Lately I have been challenged though with orgasm.
And I am noticing that it is increasingly becoming more and more difficult for me to drop down and open up to ORGASM.

I find myself with my lover,
attempting to open up,
attempting to receive,
attempting to lean more in to all that he is offering me.

I know that my pleasure increases his pleasure.
I know that it is not his responsibility to get me to orgasm.

The reality is that ONLY I can give myself an orgasm.
I do not say this as to say that only I can “rub one out.”
No I mean that only I can give myself an orgasm by allowing it to happen.

So why am I preventing myself from this pleasure?
Why am I limiting my experience?

Fear.
An Issue with Worthiness.
An Issue with Trust.
An Issue with Self- Love and thus love in itself and even toward my partner.

Here is the reality of why one does not open to ORGASM.

Instead I find myself,
laying there closed off in frustration.

I find myself craving more,
but not asking for what I need or want in the moment.

I find myself not speaking about it in general.
I find myself a prisoner in my mind during sex.
Disconnected from my body,
disconnected from my sex.

Instead of spreading my whole being more open,
Instead of saying, “Hey, I need this touch… or this position.. or this time…this kiss.” I say nothing and go into analyzation of the mechanics of what is happening, of what is wrong with me, of a technique or I just find myself drifting off into some other place that is non sexy in my mind and getting lost there until a nerve is teased and brings me back to my body for a second.

Pretty disappointing.
Especially because my partner is being present, loving, supportive, taking his time and really applying himself to my pleasure.

I see all of his greatness.
I just cannot feel it.

And this reality has NOTHING to do with him,
and everything to do with me.

So here I sit after a ton of good sexing,
with female blue balls. ( Yes that is a thing, us ladies get blue balls just like men. And we get bitchy as hell from it.)

I sit here after a bunch of good sexing,
frustrated, throbbing, achy, moody, disappointed in myself, tired and in fear.

Fear of sharing my truth.
Fear of what is going on with me inside my heart and mind.
I know my body is fine, my heart and mind though are struggling to open back up to love and connection and feel overwhelmed from all the stresses of life.
Fear of what my lover may think or feel if I share my truth.

With all of that shared, I KNOW the path I must take.
And if you are challenged with finding your ORGASM as well,
if you are experiencing a moment like what I am,
where you are having good sex,
with a good partner,
and you are enjoying the sex,
you just are NOT GETTING THERE.
You just DO NOT FEEL the release.
The CONNECTION.
The ORGASM.
But it is still good.

Then listen up!

Take it from someone who has been educating and coaching on SEX and ORGASM for the last decade and can be multi- orgasmic.

If you are feeling non-orgasmic and wonder will I ever get through this?

If you are questioning what is wrong with me?

You can get through it.
You can access your “O”
You can feel again.

The steps to pleasure are not about a better stroke.
Are not about deeper penetration.
Are not about more sex.

What you have to do is simple but not easy.

LET GO.
OPEN UP YOUR HEART.
GET OUT OF YOUR HEAD.

Stop focusing on the mechanics of sex.
Sex for us women is so very much more than mechanics.
We will NEVER access true orgasm if we are just focusing in on our genitals and the mechanics.

ORGASM is not about the “in and out”

It is about the CONNECTION.
First to self.
Then to partner.

It is a meditation.
It requires us to let go of our fears, our concerns,
our thoughts about everything else.

And JUST BECOME ONE
with our PUSSY.

As we open our hearts and soul in our sex,
we open our pussy’s ability to feel more,
to experience more.

This WILL REQUIRE our love of self,
and our understanding that we are WORTHY of pleasure and of LOVE.

We must support our ORGASM by asking for what we need.
By guiding in love our partners hands, mouths, cocks and attention.

We cannot just LAY THERE.
No.
If you craving ORGASM the way that I am, then you have to COMMIT to CLAIMING IT.

You have to ASK for IT.
DEMAND IT.

Therefore it is high time BABY,
that you speak up.
Show if you have too.
Try new things.
Get PLAYFUL.
OPEN YOURSELF.

Stop beating yourself up for not having an ORGASM.
For feeling like a shitting partner, because you cannot achieve what you and your partner both want for you,

but instead OPEN to it.

IT IS TIME YOU LOVE YOURSELF.
KNOW YOU ARE WORTH IT.

WORTH IT ALL!

No one else can do this for you.
No one else can get you to open up.
To receive.
To ORGASM.

And here is just one more reality ladies,
When you finally open to the “O” between your legs,
and it comes from your core, not the mechanics of sex.

You will be on the path to EMBRACING YOUR LIFE “O”
as well.

You will start to tap into ALL OF YOUR beautiful abundance.
You will STEP INTO YOUR POWER.

Your Goddess.
She awaits you.
She is you.

“The Goddess between my legs, makes mouths water.” – Rupi Kaur

May your rivers flow endlessly.

And as always,
Stop Existing & Start Living

Don’t Get Pissed About Being Treated Like A Dog If Your Acting Liking A Puppy.

Don’t Get Pissed About Being Treated Like A Dog If Your Acting Liking A Puppy.
 
We all know people like this.
And in many cases we have all been puppy dogs at some point in our lives.
 
I know I sure have.
Years back, when I was in my teens and early 20’s I was for a sure a puppy dog in some instances.
I felt horribly insecure.
I felt like I was stupid and silly.
I felt like I was not worthy of anything in my life and that I NEEDED approval.
I NEEDED a pat on the head telling me that I was doing good.
That I was seen.
That I was loved.
 
I wanted the pat on my head so badly that I ran behind foot of my friends, my teachers and even my husband.
 
I recall him telling me how insecure I appeared.
He pointed out my pigeon toed stance.
He pointed out my slouching shoulders.
My inability to make let alone keep eye contact.
My fear to go out and be too social.
I clung to his arm like a lost little girl.
I feared being seen for who I was because I did not know who I was and I was scared that who I was was not good enough for this world.
Or for him.
I could not understand why he loved me.
Wanted to be with me.
And why he said he was not worthy of me.
 
This then.
This was a Kendal that was scared of her life.
Scared of her choices.
Scared of her own shadow.
 
Perhaps hard to believe.
But still true.
 
Even though I made my whole existence about my husband and family,
Even though I begged for approval,
begged for that pat on the head like a good puppy.
 
I was irritate when he treated me like a child.
When he scolded me.
When he fathered me.
When he would basically pat his knees and say, “Come here puppy. Aren’t you a sweet girl.”
 
Granted he never actually did this, but it was an energy that was passed between us.
It was him trying to reassure me that I was doing good,
asking for what he wanted, expecting to get it, without realizing guilting me in different ways, and treating me the way you would your pet.
 
I felt often like I was a trophy.
Not a human.
Not a woman.
Not his wife.
But an object.
 
The sick thing is that I asked for this treatment.
I encouraged it even.
 
It was the way I believed I could feel loved.
I was lost and uncertain.
I had no clue who I was and therefore I needed him to tell me who I was and to pat me on the back for being what he said.
 
I wanted to know I was doing good.
Making him happy in my efforts to be what he needed/wanted.
 
But I hated the belittling feeling that came with it.
I hated how I felt inside.
I hated not really being me.
But being something for someone else.
 
SO I bitched about being treated like this,
NEVER realizing until years later that I had done it all to myself.
 
Crazy huh?
 
The thing that I figured out about 10 years into this experience was that I always knew who I was.
 
I was just afraid to express myself.
I was just afraid that if I allowed myself to be seen that I would scare off people in my life that I currently had and I did not want to loose.
So instead of being me,
I hid me from the world and myself,
until I could no longer cope with the pain.
 
My physical body decided one day that I was going to STOP the insanity of hiding from myself or I would be in physical pain.
 
I developed Chrones.
 
Let me tell you, Chrones is not a fun dis-ease.
I spent a few years in horrible pain,
struggling to figure out how to naturally heal myself,
struggling to gain my stamina back for life,
I lived a fatigued existence,
where I started to question if I wanted to go on.
Thank goodness for my babies.
They have always been my reason for everything.
My joy.
But the pain of living with Chrones,
the uncertainty of what it would lead too.
The unstableness of my body EVERYDAY.
I felt like a prisoner in my own flesh.
 
I tried everything to heal myself.
And at the end of it all, I sat there hopeless.
Here I was in my early thirties.
Mom of five.
The prime of my life.
And I was feeling dead.
 
Lost.
Dead.
Hopeless.
Sick.
 
I felt ugly in every sense of the word.
 
But here, here is where God came in.
I knew there was something I was missing.
And one day I ended up at a church event,
it was a book release for a female author that my church was hosting. I went to the talk and listened to this woman share her story.
 
She shared her drama of finding herself.
She shared her trials and tribulations.
She shared that she realized that after the blessing of motherhood that God was offering her the most prize of all possessions.
The most joyous experience of anything.
 
And that was the birthing of herself.
 
This was what I was needing to hear.
Needing to accept.
 
This pain that I was feeling.
This struggle that I was in with my body.
With my mind, my heart, my soul.
 
It was JUST THIS.
 
I was BIRTHING MYSELF.
 
My soul was COMMANDING ME to stop being a puppy dog to others and to start being my own WOMAN.
 
My soul wanted me to CLAIM MY LIFE.
Wanted me to STOP trying to always please others,
stop looking for approval,
but instead give myself approval.
 
The more I stepped into my
POWER,
my STRENGTH,
my TRUTH,
and just allowed myself to be revealed no matter what that meant. No matter if that meant I was going to loose people in my life or not, the quicker my body healed.
The more I embraced myself, the more my SOUL acknowledged me by healing my physical body.
 
Such gratitude I hold for the woman who spoke that day at that event.
 
She made me aware of the bitch I was being.
She made me aware that my neediness was killing me.
She made me aware that I was better than what I had accepted for myself.
And she made me aware that the pain I was experiencing was an opportunity to connect,
to myself.
to God.
To my truth.
 
It was a birthing process.
 
So throw yourself a bone today.
Look at your life,
and see where you may be guilty of being a puppy dog.
Look and see how you are holding yourself back by begging like a hungry dog,
and instead of begging,
FEED YOURSELF.
 
And as always,
Stop Existing & Start Living
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How to Make An A*s Out Of Yourself.

Assumptions.

Have you ever noticed how feakin’ wrong you can be on things?

Have you ever just stopped and questioned why you are so persistent, so dead set on making sure that things go the way you believe they are already even in the face of reality that it is not?

Life is really funny, isn’t it?

We get involved with relationship,

all sorts of relationship and then sh*t happens and we assume we know what the other person is thinking or feeling. When in fact we don’t have an effing clue.

What we are listening to, is nothing more than the babble in our heads.

This babble stems from our own insecurities and fears, not from TRUTH.

This babble is our ego’s  ignited and trying to dictate to us all that we really don’t want, but are likely to lean more into because we believe what is false.

I have done my fair share of assuming for sure.

I have been on the receiving end of assumptions as well.

Neither side is good.

Recently I was part of the babbling game of assumptions and it lead me to having to make a post on facebook to “try” and clear some things up.  However the issue with assumptions is that the one’s that are having the assumptions made on them go into the defense ( much like I have had to do) and this in the short run, prevents further clear communication as we are grasping for air to be seen, heard and witnessed in truth, all the while the assumptions are dumping them selves out and messing up the truth.

Making it hard if not impossible on the front side to see anything for what it is UNLESS one REALLY wants the truth and investigates it.

Which often NEVER happens.

Why?

Because we HUMAN.

And we humans love a good drama story.

The truth often is not as dramatic, exciting or full of gossip and luster as the assumptions.

Assumptions are like the telephone game we use to play as children.

You know the one.

I whisper something in your ear, you whisper what you heard in someone else’s and it goes around the circle as such until the last person speaks what they were told and the original person gets to say, “yes that is what I said, or no here is what I actually said.”

This is ASSUMPTIONS.

Assumptions can destroy people if they let them.

Assumptions are the basis of rumors and gossip.

Assumptions alter our thinking and beliefs about situations, people and even ourselves.

When we buy into an assumption, we allow the darkness of an untruth half baked lie to plant it’s seed in us and all our actions, thoughts and feelings moving forward are based ( no matter how hard we try) on the foundation of an assumption.

So let me get REAL with you guys so you can see the potential damage of an assumption.

TRUTH BOMB coming your way.

Here is what I shared on facebook to help clear up the assumptions that have been floating around my world lately.

See if you can guess what the assumptions were that caused my need to share this. Feel free to post your thoughts below. 🙂

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IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT!!!!! It has come to my attention that there are many misunderstanding floating around in recent and over the last year or so. I am taking this moment to share the truth since these rumors are making it back to me from multiple sources. 
1) I am NOT a prostitute, whore, tantric masseuse or bodyworker.
2) I do NOT sleep with my clients. I do NOT sleep with other women’s men either. 
3) I AM a life coach that focuses in on sexuality issues such as shame, guilt, orgasm issues, and health issues. I primarily focus in on relationship issues and sex is a major component to these.
4) I DO teach sexuality and relationship workshops and classes. They are NOT orgies, they are classes.
5) I DO coaching in the same fashion that other life coaches do (i.e. talk therapy base)
6) Most of my work these days is done through phone coaching and online courses.
7) I have been in an open relationship with my previous partner for almost 7 years. That was my first open relationship ever. We both had other lovers and knew about them. This was public knowledge for anyone close to us. 

8) My focus in life is as follows God, Family, Healing, Work

If anyone reading this would like a more in depth conversation or conformation on these things then please just ask me to share. I am happy to set the record straight about anything you may want to know or have been told.I am extremely disappointed in certain people who claim to not want drama and want to live an authentic life sharing these false truths.Truth ALWAYS comes out.Moving forward. 
Working on forgiveness around MANY things.
This song sums it up well.Blessings to all of you caught in the middle. 
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Assumptions.
Fun stuff.
The way through assumptions is INQUIRY.
If you really want to know something NEVER EVER take the words of someone else, do your homework. Do the investigation and effing inquire with the person that you are questioning.
Often you find where the assumptions that you have been told are coming from, and how much is truth and how much is made up of the babble in someone’s else’s head.
Instead of blowing up relationships and worlds,
try a more peaceful emphatic approach of compassion and inquiry.
Use your words and your feelings to get the bottom of something.
Especially if you care at all about the person or people that you are hearing things about or speaking about.
We humans love our drama circles.
We love creations.
We love talking about things.
But in all of this,
what we accomplish is the creation of an illusion.
We support a potential lie.
When in doubt,
look at the source.
Look at the wounding.
Look at what you have always know of the person you are assuming things about.
And keep in mind Jesus words, ” Let those of you who have no sin cast the first stone.”
The reality is that assumptions are stones of judgment.
And judgement’s against us or others are often highly wrong.
Do unto others what you have done to you.

And remember,

Stop Existing & Start Living

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Trust, Faith and Soul Alignment

Tears are on the cusp of escaping my eye’s today.
I feel this heaviness on my chest,
my heart feels constricted and tight, like it is being held in a metal clasp with daggers penetrating it.

I want to cry.
I want to be washed clean of this pain.
My mind keeps running through all the memories,
all the experiences. Those seemingly precious moments where intimacies were shared. Where I felt like I was being held in a new place of truth and love.

Those moments where I found myself exploring adventures and concepts that I never would have thought up on my own.
I find myself in gratitude and disgust.
I find myself in fear and disbelief.

How is it possible that two people can come together,
experience such beauty, and at the end of the cycle wish to destroy?

How can love and friendship turn to hatred and rage?

How can you one moment proclaim that you love someone more than you have ever loved before and then moments later turn around and speak disgust about them behind their backs.

Telling lies,
creating false realities and condemning,
all the while pretending that you want to be with them?

Why?
Why?
Why?

This is my morning of tears.
This is my morning of reality as I uncover the truth of all that I thought that was,
that NEVER was.

The issue with these events is not the break up.
The issue is not even the lies and pain that they cause.
The issues is not the physical damage that we may take on from it or the new reality that we are thrown into at the awareness that the love was all fake.

No the issue is TRUST.
And the trust breech that we face and fear even more when we come face to face with things is OUR OWN.

How could we not see it?
How could we be so blind?

If we could not pick up on this then how will we protect ourselves from it in the future?

The writing is always on the walls. And if I am horribly honest with myself then even I have to admit that in my case, I KNEW.

I knew the sort of man he was.
I new his need to control.
I knew his closed down heart.
I new his disrespect for emotions.
I knew his hatred toward women.
I knew his insecurities as a man.

But I believed that I could love him through it.
I believed that he just had never been given the opportunity to heal these things before and that I was STRONG enough, OPEN enough and PATIENT enough.

All of these things only made him feel weaker.
All of these things only back fired on me and made him hate me more, destroy me more.

And so the rumors fly.
And so he attempts to crush what he hates in all the ways his ego directs. Standing firm in his right to make a point, be right, to control the situation, he alpha dogs yet again.

remaining true to his character.
True to his past.
True to all that he believes of himself.

And I….
I remain in LOVE.
STRONG.
OPEN.
PATIENT.

And I dig a little deeper into my pain.
And yet deeper into my fear.
And even deeper into my wound.

This wound that keeps being carved open further as the days go by and the lies make themselves known.

At the bottom of it all still remains my TRUST.
Do I allow this moment…
this lost soul…
this realty….

to destroy the beauty of my FAITH in God?
Or…
Do I CHOOSE to allow it to take me further into a DEEPER TRUST?

A fuller FAITH.

It is always our choice what we do with the drama and trauma of our lives.

Many of us choose to allow it to harbor us from the joy and bliss that is on the other side.

Many of us choose to allow it to mask our hearts and souls.
Many of us choose to pretend it never happened even.
Hoping that if we just ignore it will somehow magically go away.

This never works.
It only turns us into what we are fearful of.
It turns us into those that create this sort of shit.

Life is about owning your own crap but KNOWING what is ours and what is not.

Every event in our life is an OPPORTUNITY to get closer to God or to turn away from God.

It is in our CHOOSING that we decide our futures.
It is our CHOOSING that we manifest our curses or our blessings.

Choose TRUST.
Choose LOVE.
Choose STRENGTH.
Choose PATIENCE.
Choose GOD.

This is SOUL ALIGNMENT.
This is where you decide what you want to call into the next chapter of your life.

Falling into the arms of HATRED, ANGER, EGO and CONTROL will always only lead you one place….

The DARKNESS.
A land of self made misery.
One’s own inner hell where no one can help you escape but yourself.

Ask yourself this:
“Am I happy with whom I am TODAY?”

Now look into your eye’s in the mirror and ask:
” Is this true?”

Wait for the response from your soul.
That soul that is quiet and meek, but strong and truthful.

Here is your path.

Stop Existing & Start Living

Here Comes the KNOWING

Have you ever had one of the moments where you feel like you just KNOW what is going to happen before it does?

One of those moments where you could swear you were psychic even?

Where for whatever reason, God blessed you with a KNOWING?

I get these often in life.
Always have.
The more alignment I get with my soul,
the more they happen too.
I should be grateful for them,
and often I am.

However the pain that comes from some of them is never much fun.

In some crazy way, it does allow for me to prepare for storms.
The thing that many of my “psychic” moments predict is a loss of integrity in relationships.

It is as though those that are the closest to me, also believe that they will not be seen for their truth. And perhaps they would not if there were not these messages being received.

I am amazed in moment’s like this, of how accurate and quick formulating some things are.

It never fails, I always think I am having some crazy ass thought, that makes no sense. I question myself as to where the heck such an image or thought would come from, and then BAM just hours or a few days later these events come to pass. And i am given confirmation.

This KNOWING.
It is soul alignment.
It is a message from soul, alerting us to become more of a witness.
To pay closer attention to what is happening in our midst, and to TRUST.
Trust out intuition.
Trust our gut reactions.
And lean in.

These messages are here to help us prepare.
Help guide us.
So that we are not always operating from a place reaction,
but can become more proactive and on purpose in our dealings.

Now, I get these messages, these soul observations on “good” and “bad”events.

They come through in feelings,
They come through in visions,
They come through in dreams,
They come through in written words,
or even what you could say are signs.

I believe that God is always speaking to us.
His guidance is always with us.

We close ourselves to these messages because they make zero to no sense to our logical mind,
We cannot understand how they are possible so we disregard them,
then act in shock when things come to pass.

These KNOWING moments.
They are a blessings.
Even when they hurt.

It is said that all the great visionaries, leaders and game changers of time learned to trust these events.

SO why don’t we?

Why do we hide from our inner knowing?
Allowing our ego’s to mask what our soul knows.

Here is yet, one more thing.
One more opening,
for evolution.
For personal growth.
For FAITH.

God has our back and speaks to us daily.
The only question to ever ask is,
“Am I open to hear what God has to share?”

As Always,
Stop Existing & Start Living

Your Perception Does Not Define Me.

It’s your impression of me that shuts me down.

It’s your view of who you think I am that prevents you from seeing whom I really am.

It’s your ideas about what I am thinking,
feeling that create this space between us.

It’s your fear of my inner world that holds your authentic self from coming out.

STOP.

Stop putting your idea’s,
your feelings,
your fears,
on me.

They are not mine.
Do not shut me out
because it is easier than feeling into me.

Do not disconnect and not speak,
because you already know what I will respond with.

Do not retract your love,
because you are certain you heard me say one thing when
IN FACT you were not listening.

All you hear is your program.
All you hear is your past trauma.
All you hear is your baggage.

You think you see me clearly.
But you only see my reflection.
The one that you have painted.

None of this is true.

Your perception of me,
is NOT my reality.

That fear,
that doubt,
that anger you hold.

It is in you.
It is not mine.

That blame you are trying to hand to me,
it is yours my love.

It is not mine.

All this viewing of a shadow I never cast,
has you seeing an image of me that never has been.

It is your impression of me that shuts me down.

I feel you judging.
I feel you closing me out.
I feel you hiding.
I feel you poking at me,
hoping to see me,
but not willing to stand with me.

Confirmation of your inability to stand,
comes from your actions.
Those actions you claim you have no choice but to make.
Those actions which you initiated,
initiated with your fear,
your anger,
your doubt,
your lack of feeling worthy.

That self-hatred,
you cast it onto me.
You see me in the blinding light of your self rage,
and you mistake me for the devil.

That devil that resides deep withing each of us.
That devil that has brainwashed you,
you into believing you are not doing anything,
but that everything is happening to you.

You are the driver of your life.
These are your choices.

This is our path.
The journey we have chosen to share.

It is your impression of me that keep’s me locked out of your castle gates.
It is your fear of being loved that keep’s you from feeling me.
It is your anger of the reflection that I provide that has the inner devil dancing in rage.

It is you my love.
It is you.

I will not own this image that you have gifted me with.
I will not claim it as my own.

I CHOOSE love.
I CHOOSE growth.
I CHOOSE soul.
I CHOOSE to see the light.

The light in me.
The light in you.

This I honor.
This I am in gratitude for.

Put down your armor,
let your warrior rest.
It is time to embrace the truth.
Time to SEE your TRUTH.

You are WORTHY.
Stand in your FEAR and cast out the devils there.

This is your calling.

And as always,
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Our field – Meet Me There My Love.

“Beyond all ideas of right and wrong there is a field, I will be meeting you there.”- Rumi

 
In the stillness of my sleep,
I wake with my mind stirring,
my heart tensing.
 
The hunger for your touch once again,
and the realization that so much has changed within me,
could I ever allow the touch I crave so deeply to happen,
if ever presented,
if ever offered,
would I?
 
My heart aches this morn.
My mind questions reality.
Questions love.
Questions my own sanity.
 
How can I crave so deeply that,
that has hurt me so much?
 
How can I desire that,
that betrayed our love so fiercely?
 
Yet I do.
 
I lay here in the darkness of the morning hours.
Imagining your touch.
I feel you writing love notes on my flesh as I sleep.
I feel your breath on my neck.
Your fingers in my hair.
I hear you singing songs to me,
as your eye’s sparkle with love that radiates through us both.
I smell the scent of roses,
from our sexing.
 
Memories flash through my minds eye,
tormenting my heart and soul.
Parading before me in their dance,
pulling on the strings that you still hold the reigns too.
 
I am far from free.
I am the shadow in your life that you long not to shed light on.
I am far from free.
I am the reason your heart to beats a little faster still.
That voice in your mind that speaks to you when you cannot escape your soul.
That is our connection still.
Those reigns you tug on them.
Miles distance us.
Time passes all too slowly.
We make love to others,
We build memories without each other,
We move forward,
and our souls,
our souls pull.
 
I am not free.
As well as you.
 
I know that time has moved us.
I know that time has changed us.
I know that things will never be again,
the same.
 
Yet I crave.
I hunger.
I wake in the night hours haunted,
You come to me then.
You come to me all to often.
I adore the moments when I feel you close.
I adore the moments that my heart quivers with a flutter of memory,
the pain of your love is addictive.
I dance between casting you away,
and calling you in.
 
My desires feel wrong.
Feel crazy at best.
Beyond all ideas of right and wrong,
there is a field,
It is our field.
It always has been.
It is where I go in these dark morning hours when you wake me from my slumber.
When you speak to me in my dreams.
It is this field between right and wrong,
where I will meet you once again.
 
“Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing,
there is a field. I’ll meet you there.
When the soul lies down in that grass,
the world is too full to talk about.
Ideas, language, even the phrase “each other”
doesn’t make any sense.
The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you.
Don’t go back to sleep.
You must ask for what you really want.
Don’t go back to sleep.
People are going back and forth across the doorsill
where the two worlds touch.
The door is round and open.
Don’t go back to sleep.”
 
It is our field.
We have gone to far.
The depth of this connection,
It will carry through this lifetime,
and a thousand more.
 
There is a field.
Meet me there my love.
So we might free ourselves.
 
-KW

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Sunshine and Thunderstorms

The weather outside is frightful.
Thunderstorms are brewing.
The winds of change blow through my world.
I look around and if I truly wanted,
I could get fixated on all the drama, 
the storms of my life.
I could focus in on my fears, my doubts and worries.
There is so much in this moment of my life that could easily carry me away like a kite in a storm.
Some days I wake and feel the pressure of all of this.
Other days my world feels light and full of sunshine.
No matter what the day starts like
I make the choice as to how i show up.
How i respond to the stimuli that life is providing.
These are the moments where i command in my blessings or i crash in the wake of the storms.

Today is like any other.
Sunshine and Thunderstorms.
So like any good abundance queen
I choose to lean into my pleasure.
I choose to breathe into my joy.
I choose to reap the blessings that are all around me.

And choose to share in the wealth.
When the storms of life gather around you.
Let them rain down and cleans you.
Find shelter in your pleasure
Shelter in your self love.

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The Good Life.

The good life.
Never missing an opportunity to reconnect.
Never missing an opportunity to lean in and heal.
Never missing an opportunity to hear a message from spirit.
The things we need confirmed ALWAYS come to us if open to recieving them. 
The messages of support from God always is speaking to us if we are willing to listen.

Tonight I find myself in just this.
Tonight i craved masculine energy.
Originaly blocking the night out for one,
Then moving my focus to another,
Then landing on the one I was to connect with.
The one who in his oh so cool fashion, his deep respecting of the energy just held the space.
Held the moment.
Listened.
Inquired.
And shared.
In his sharing and listening
Spoke a truth i so needed to hear for my soul.

In gratitude as always.
Gratitude for this beautiful life.
Gratitude for this connection.
Graditude for the presence.
Graditude for the message.

This is the good life.
Every moment that we share
I find myself blessed.
Truly.
The good life.
Where we share
We listen
We hold space
We bless each other.

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