Divine Feminine

WAVES. EBB. FLOW. DIVINE FEMININE.

The DIVINE FEMININE embodied is a force to be reckoned with.

As soothing as a babbling brook flowing and weaving through a meadow of wildflowers. As wild and free as a raging river.

As humble and gentle as a raindrop falling on the tip of your tongue. As expansive and relentless as the ocean tides.

She cannot be contained. Why would you ever want to…..really? In moments, yes…..but her power lies in her riding the waves of her soul’s deepest longings.

Sometimes that means she literally aches to be contained and restrained….to feel you hold her tight, tie her up and ravish her as if tomorrow may never come and you cannot bear the thought of life without her. Other days, it means allowing her to fly wild and free like the butterfly she morphs into when loved and cherished with abandon.

She exists to be admired. Adored. Danced with. Tasted. Felt in all her beauty and majesty in every crevice of your being.

The one that makes her want to be contained is worth his weight in gold. For He is the King of her heart and soul, the one who haunts her dreams.

She would gift him her most precious gift…….

The keys to her desire, passage to the sacred temple of her BEing, a space on the altar of her heart.

The feminine has buried her true nature and her deepest desires for fear of being devoured by an unworthy steward of the river of bliss that flows through her.

The masculine has cut himself off from his heart’s cavernous yearnings for fear of being ravaged by the deepest, darkest shadows that surface when she operates from fear and unworthiness.

The time has come to re-ignite the wet, hot inferno that is the Divine Masculine and Feminine in sacred communion.