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Women / the Feminine CREATE and BIRTH the truest, deepest expression of MAN.
If a woman cannot bear her own pain and her own admittedly excruciating (and deeply sensual, btw) vulnerability to initiate MEN into their inherent GREATNESS, then the Feminine pain body remains rooted as part of
*The Problem*.
If we, as women, cannot bear our own deep vulnerability, we are not only contributing to our own unhappiness, but we are quite literally enabling the collapse of the masculine in the collective.
I am not sure if he had his fingers inside of me or if they were still 2 feet away from my body, holding the echo of my heartbeat in his hands. It doesn't really matter either way....because in this moment, everything is womb.
My body knows this language better than any word my mouth could ever form.....the lightning rod of dark pleasure and surrender opening the deepest through-line of my body: from root to belly, encircling heart, opening throat, and emerging as hot panting breath in the mouth of this wanting creature who lives inside of me.
A 3-month Vibrationally-Curated Container for Lover Priestesses
Presented by Erica Jade & Gillian Pothier
YOU ARE THE GOLDEN CHALICE
This portal is the most evolutionary celebration of Feminine consciousness ever created.
The archetypal Masculine (aka: Father God) desires heart-activated womb space (the mystical Golden Chalice) in which to place his cosmic seed.
Matr --> Mater --> Matter --> Mother
"Matr" is the etymological and epigenetic taproot for the word, "matter"...and........."Mother".
We see this ancient Latin word-root, "Matr" in words like these:
MATR-ix
MATR-imony
MATR-iarch
Originally Written: 12/19/2018
"Ask any woman who has performed oral sex and they will confirm it certainly is a job."
~ the internet (specifically, the 1st site I found when researching the etymology of this term)
BLOW JOB:
From blow off (“to fell ate”, to blow (someone) off, a phrase which originated among prostitutes), 1933 + JOB.
"Blowsy" being a slang term for a women down on her luck or a prostitute, in the 1800's.
There is an ancient play written by Aristophanes in 411 BC in which the women from the warring factions of Sparta and Athens come together to end the war under the leadership of Lysistrata, a powerful Athenian woman with a deep sense of individual and social responsibility.
ALLURE
al·lure
1. the quality of being powerfully and mysteriously attractive or fascinating.
2. powerfully attract or charm; tempt.
Allure is the energetic capacity for women to captivate, magnetize, spellcast and wield influence REGARDLESS of their "extrinsic beauty". Its a deep energetic sourcing in IMPERSONAL "meta" Feminine Archetypal Power.
When we understand our lived experience through the lens of myth and archetypal energy, the entire context for our reality (no matter how contracted it may be at present)
effortlessly EXPANDS in meaning....and MAGIC
An Invitation to an Archetypal Pop-Up Experience
in Los Angeles
The collective seas are darkened with rage and grief.
This is not the time to dim, hide or disappear your flame.
Turn UP the moonlit voltage of your deepest, wildest Feminine expression.
Many moons ago, my former therapist said to me that I was like a matador. I could use flashes of brilliance and "over-functioning" to distract and seduce someone's attention away from my banged-up heart, or the rising heat of my flustered not-knowingness, or a sudden feeling of aloneness so piercing that I felt like I was being swallowed alive.
As I have grown in capacity and potency, so has my matador. With an intentional and taut whip of the red scarf of sensual language or poetic metaphor, I can now bring hundreds of people to places of deeper illumination about themselves, the psyche, or the world around us. While I am grateful for this potency and transmission, it is also true that the deepest, most shadow-inflected and vulnerable parts of me stand slightly to the side. The stampeding and bloodied bull charges towards this thing I hold apart from me, red like fresh blood and raw rubies, brutal arrows like shark's teeth of my fear, shame, and ego pummeling its heaving, dying form.
Shakti is the cosmic Feminine principle of energy -
that which animates.
Shiva is the cosmic Masculine principle of consciousness- that which beholds.
Like our own DNA, they are symbolically intertwined; the Tantric double-helix of cosmic creation and union.
The etymology of PENETRATION:
“The innermost part of a temple”
“to place within”;
“the ability to discern deeply + astutely”
Our world is dying from the snuffed out “too muchness” of a woman in her erotic, wet, potent expression.
The Feminine soul is instinctual and LONGS for expression and wholeness.
We had kissed only once before, inside the small and sultry elevator of the Hotel Shangri La, smashed against its smoky mirrored wall. For our next date (our 3rd), he asked me to meet him in a park in Santa Monica. I arrived late and he was waiting for me, sitting cooly along a stone wall. He explained that timing was rather important so we weren’t going to chat.
My body knew instinctively to listen very closely.
“Gillian, I am going to explain to you what I intend for our date together. Its up to you to provide your consent, or your lack of consent. Is this clear?”
“Yes. This is clear to me”, I responded, my body instantly shifting into a heightened state of erotic exhilaration.
Thirty-six hours ago we were having dinner together at Lago in Las Vegas, overlooking the iconic water works show at the Bellagio. Across the table from me, her Bambi eyes widened in the sweetest delight as the ejaculatory and dramatic sprays of water reached towering heights.
The man and the woman I am with live inside wildly opened hearts. Again and again, they widen the aperture into their relationship, inviting me (and all those who have eyes to see) to peer inside the darkly enchanted forest of their love. He shares that jealousy is an emotion that for many years now, he has trained out of his experience. Instead, he chooses to be his most potentiated, most whole, most unadulterated expression and to penetrate his wife's heart, body, and soul with his deepest self.
This is the pregnant phase of the chrysalis....both necessary and good.
But She is clawing at the taught skin of the cocoon....
Her electric wings suddenly too cramped inside the darkness.
This is the timeless way women midwife one another, by helping one another open to birth our truest Self....whether through clawing our way to remembrance or allowing fresh velvet wings to set us free.
I know this moonlit path in my blood and bone -- just as you do....although we have been darkly hypnotized to take our dutiful seat inside a theater of painful forgetting.
And now....the spell is breaking...the chrysalis is rupturing. Perhaps chaos, tender + wild, is here.
The Hero's Journey, per brilliant archetypal mythologist, Joseph Campbell, is comprised of 3 distinct segments:
1. Separation
2. Initiation
3. Return
The Masculine aspects of *both* men and women cycle through the Hero's Journey in both minor(ish) and *massive* life-destroying / life-creating ways. (The Feminine version is, appropriately, The Heroine's Journey, and is both different and quite parallel, with a more internal 'descent' as its primary archetypal feature.)
The purpose of Soul Work is not to try to have our wounding disappear.
The purpose of Soul Work is to arrive at the place where our wounds Bleed Gold.
Weaving together elements of myth and dream into the lived experience of our chthonic Feminine essence, we will deepen into the archetypal Feminine. As she rises in her Wholeness -- and in her Wildness -- she is calling to be Remembered, through us.
Our descent begins in energetic circle together on the Strawberry Full Moon (June 28th) with the 7 following sessions occurring on Saturdays, beginning June 30th.
*THIS* is the frequency of feminine power that will bring 'the patriarchy' to its knees. Rising in the Truth and Power of who you ARE is *the* holiest and most smokin' hot medicine in ALL the land.
DEEPEST bow to you, China Brooks for BRINGING US BACK HOME.
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OBJECTIFICATION IS MY SUPER POWER
Beauty lures them in (men and women) for a closer look.
“The minute you ask, I know you want some.” - Rhianna
I am going to tell you a story about cat-calling. Except…its not really about cat-calling….its about Deep Feminine Power and the freedom I chose inside of the very same moments where I and my body were being ‘objectified’ by the lustful primal mating calls of men. This is a story about surrender and allowing myself to be ravished — and transformed — as Sacred Prey.
I remember when this term first showed up...and it was cracking me up because it was this new way of describing men. Before then, our favorite way was to accuse them of being "non-committal" which is hilarious because it's been revealed in multiple ways that its actually WOMEN who tend to be non-committal, NOT MEN. "Emotionally unavailable" became a popular way of describing a man that we were rejecting.
Deepest bow to wise-woman Christiane Pelmas for the gorgeousness and potency of her words....and to Sydney Culver for sharing both Christiane's words - and her own, deepening their truth with her own moonlit feminine remembrance.
"If you have ever had the great fortune to spend time around stallions, you might know why I would use this analogy. Contrary to most current belief (which is fearful of stallion energy and cages and isolates it as wild, dangerous, unpredictable, antisocial energy), stallions are the most necessarily and willingly social individuals in the herd. They thrive on social interaction, free of constraint and fear.
This is the name of the piece that wants to be -- and will be -- written and shared. But not until next week.
We are leaving shortly for the journey from Los Angeles to Big Sur where I will spend the next several days frolicking naked in the ancient soul forest and soaking all night long in the healing waters of the hot tubs cantilevered into the majestic cliffs over-looking the Pacifica Ocean. Soaking in those waters under a shooting star-spattered velvet night sky is (one of) my most exquisite pleasures and ravishings on Earth. Oh, and there is not a blessed peep of cell reception at magical Esalen...so all the Messenger / comment things will have to respectfully dangle in the "unresponded to" winds until I return.
Yesterday, I came across a post here in the FB wilds that made my heart skip a beat.
The subject of this particular thread was masculine ineptitude. Some dude somewhere said the unconscious thing. Some man somewhere was semi-invasive, judgmental + old school in his outreach.
A little fairy tale (from many moons ago) about letting
the new Love rule upon Earth
( 4-minute read)
It is our very first date, but I already know we have a love story for the ages. I peek down from the bedroom window, and watch him as he literally bounds up the front steps. Seconds later, the doorbell. Last swipe of lipgloss; my hands are trembling.
I open the door and invite him in. We sit on the deck, drinking sparkling cucumber mocktails in the waning summertime light.
"POWER"
c. 1300, "ability; ability to act or do; strength, vigor, might," especially in battle.
"POTENT"
c. 1500, from potis “able, powerful, lord, master”.
A little bit ago, I read these words on the FB wall of a woman I hold in great regard:
"MOST MEN HAVE NEVER TRULY LOVED A WOMAN, LET ALONE WOMANHOOD."
Here is my response:
AND.....many, *many* men love women and womyn and the wild storm that is the Feminine beautifully and deeply and radically.
I understand that I am in the minority of the Feminine tempest right now as I dare to speak these words -- but it deeply concerns me that we are *creating* a narrative around "most men" that fuels both beliefs and diminished collective expectations around the masculine that fully *appear* to be "what is so". Sadly, I only need to point to the slop bucket of tragic evidence-of-harm-done-by-white-men that is spewing its vile truth on the daily.
A woman cannot repair her relationship to men, money, or God (the energetic trinity of “the Masculine”) without erecting “him” within FIRST.
She must have the powers of her capacity to be with WHAT IS TRUE and her instinctual discriminatory wisdom restored from any and all fragmentation.