Make Love

We all have the choice in every moment to be in pleasure or be in pain.

What feels true in the pain is familiarity, narratives we’ve been permitting without knowing, looping like broken records.

What feels true in the pain is that it’s disguised by protection against that in which we are already manifesting.

Is pleasure a foreign concept?

Do we feel guilt or remorse when we allow ourselves to drop in fully and feel good?

What might happen if we allowed ourselves to surrender to the pleasure?

Would we yearn for whatever is providing us that pleasure like ravenous animals to feel it once more again and again?

Would we seek out more of its kind?

Do we deserve to feel good?

Are we allowed to feel good even if we haven’t reached our goal to retire?

Can we feel pleasure on a Tuesday for no apparent reason?

If we don’t open up to love making of all kinds, we could find ourselves sneaking in the shadows.

We find ourselves hiding our bank statements, eating fast food in the car quickly before we get home, touching ourselves after our lover goes to sleep.

But what if we didn’t withhold our pleasure, our love making?

What if we let it wash over us instantaneously.

I have a practice that when I am in a state of pleasure of any kind , whether it’s music, sex, food, the wind, roses, I intentionally pause fully, closing my eyes, allowing them to roll back into my head and let the luscious feeling take over me.

Blood flow coursing through my cells, fluttering in an orgasmic current, hairs standing up, letting out a moan, enveloping in the goodness, the pleasure, the love.

Each time I do this I permit myself, my dopamine to release, and fill me entirely with bliss.

These pleasure centers from my body, make their way to my mind, and travel directly into my heart signaling joy throughout, sending full permission to my entire being that I know how to feel good and I deeply desire and approve of feeling good.

So the little receptors in my body, that make their way to my mind, traveling directly to my heart are imprinting this new neural pathway telling my essence it’s safe and good to feel safe and good.

And isn’t that we came here to do anyway?

We didn’t come here to work and suffer, to hold resentments and feel pain. We came here to learn joy and pleasure, in the midst of all that life throws at us.

So excited to share nuggets with you all of my new ventures heading your way soon. Ready to help support you on this journey of joy.

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