Posts Tagged ‘freedom of sexual expression’

Wonder Woman/ United Nations/Sexual Repression of Women

 

http://www.cbc.ca/news/entertainment/wonder-woman-un-ambassador-over-1.3893625

“Although the original creators may have intended Wonder Woman to represent a strong and independent ‘warrior’ woman with a feminist message, the reality is that the character’s current iteration is that of a large breasted, white woman of impossible proportions, scantily clad in a shimmery, thigh-baring body suit,” the petition read.

Lynda Carter the actress who played Wonder Woman is Hispanic but the fictional character or the Goddess Archetype of Wonder Woman was Greek not white for starters. The statement above is a sexually repressive statement “a large breasted, white woman of impossible proportions, scantily clad in a shimmery, thigh-baring body suit” what it insinuates is that if a woman shows her breasts and thighs she isn’t empowered and isn’t to be taken seriously..and that is sexual repression. This sexually repressive attitude towards women’s bodies and the way they dress themselves trickles down to women being shamed for breastfeeding in public or wearing the wrong thing, at the wrong time, in the wrong place with the wrong man..that lead to HER rape. The statement is stating that women who are sexual and or beautiful, women who are being sexy and or feminine are not empowered but are disempowered, therefore they cannot empower other women.

I want to make this really clear; the reason I show my femininity and or my thighs and breasts in my photography is to own my body and my sexuality on my own terms. The reason I wrote my book ( The Goddess, an Expression of the Divine Feminine ) ~ by Gracie Ackerman.. was to fly in the face of conformity and in the face of a sickened society that is sickened by the patriarchy owning women’s sexuality by repressing us or selling us on their terms. I want to make this perfectly clear * ** as long as women are sexually repressed they will never be free; by being free I mean that they will never have the same human rights and privileges as men*** a man will never be asked if he is raped or beaten ” What were you wearing? Why were you intoxicated? Why were you out so late at night with a bunch of women alone? Did you let them kiss you?” that’s what I mean by human rights and freedom. The freedom to not have the double standards thrown in our faces as a way to control our every thought.. the right not to have to think about { minimizing our risk } or minimizing the amount of cleavage or thigh we show before leaving our home.

I do believe that a woman’s super power is in being in the fullness of her womanhood; in whatever way that looks like to her, in however she defines her femininity or Inner Goddess, be she modest or free in her body. I grew up watching Lynda Carter play Wonder Woman, I have  the DVD collection right by my TV. Lynda Carter’s Wonder Woman inspired me to write my book and this blog, she was a huge force in inspiring me. Wonder Woman was both the Artemis and the Venus, this is an ancient understanding or archetype in all women. She is both the virgin and the sexually experienced woman, she is the lover and the warrior. To rip women’s sexuality away from her empowerment is to render her powerless!!!!!!! This stinks of the patriarchy that condescends and controls women like sex slaves. Women become either dumbed down martyrs or whores to be treated as sexual objects to be sold for male profit. We see women being used and sold for profit by the entertainment industry, the beauty industry and by religion that is actually an untaxed business, a business that bases it’s funds on the sexual repression of women.

Feminists are not fugly. When women feel the need to dress and act like men in a corporate world to be taken seriously they have become prisoners of a society that is sickened by the imbalance caused by the repression of women. The Fugly Feminist ~ a woman who purposefully covers up her sexuality to look less attractive or feminine so that she doesn’t distract her male co-workers and so that she will be taken seriously in the conservative business world

Another example of the patriarchy owning women’s sexuality is that it tells women what body type is or isn’t sexy and expects all women to fit into these imposed norms, just recently The Province posted a story about Kim Kardashian’s more heavy set and curvy body setting a trend through Playboy towards allowing women to put on more weight. I just cannot believe a new’s paper would write and publish a story for Playboy towards telling women what men or the patriarchy wants us to look like. In reality the answer is look like who you are! For fuck sakes!!! What century is this!!!!?

Now we have Trump; a out -of -the -closet misogynist, about to step into the powerful role of running modern America! I man who bases the way a woman looks appealing to his eye as to her value in society.. but gawd forbid Wonder Woman should be a role model towards girls and women owning their own sexuality on their own terms.. gawd for bid women should own their bodies at all..as we all know that Trump thinks abortion is murder and that women should starve themselves thin in order to please him and his corporate world..

With sex shaming Wonder Woman we have sex shamed all women.. even way back in the ancient culture of Greece, the philosophers and politicians knew better..

Humanity is slipping back into the tar sands.. we are devolving as our civilization is degenerating into a mediocrity that causes us to become complacently abused.

Being Gay and The Divine Feminine

I am reeling emotionally from the events or mass slaughter in the gay night club ” The Pulse” in Orlando Florida. These events directly relate to me because gay men carry The Divine Feminine essence in that they are more Feminine, and by being more Feminine they take on the submissive role. We see in our male based society the fear of the Feminine energy as being weak..and by being weak it must be destroyed to prevent the destruction of a male powered society. We see the feminine sexual energy driven out of society by women fearing to be feminine or to be womanly..as they will be targeted to be made into victims for asking for it.. we see a male based culture that is totally out of balance causing mass destruction of all that is feminine including gay men.

We see the killer as possibly being gay himself, and because of his Muslim, patriarchal.. male based religion; being internally at odds.. causing him to kill off the sexuality he feared within himself by inflicting that death on 50 others around him. But this internal sexual conflict doesn’t just exist in the killer .. for he is a metaphor for a society that is at odds within it’s self..he is the internal battle that takes up within the souls of many. Many whom have been brainwashed by thousands of years by multiple different religions that claim women’s sexuality and gay sexuality as evil and vile. The Whore of Babylon a abomination to the Church.. The Whore a representation of free female sexuality.. and Sodom and Gomarrah the city of homosexual sin that was destroyed by an all mighty male God.. as you can see all that is Feminine is deserving of death, judgment and torture.. these teachings, or even just metaphors to some.. ingrained deep within each and every one of us subconsciously..and so we are in an internal conflict.. most all of society denying the simple pleasures of the flesh due to fear and guilt. We fear the punishment of others..and so many of us unknowing pass those judgments onto others least we should be judged by others or least we should judge ourselves.. for the Feminine is weak..and we should kill what is weak..and the masculine is strong and knows what is right and wrong.. and if we follow the judgments and dogma of religion..and call others witches, fags and whores, we will be safe from judgement ourselves..it is insane and it is crazy.. but most of it is unconscious even to those who profess no religion or belief system..because it is seeped into media and the Government Systems..

And so we see women who hide behind layers of fat to stay safe.. I am not talking about the curvy women that own the skin they are in and walk in confidence.. no I am talking about the majority of women who use food as sex because it keeps them safe from having sex, liking sex and being sexy.. if you are fat you are less of a target. We see women who are walking bags of bones because they are afraid to have boobs, hips and curves least they should become too sexy and to ripe.. or targets for rape and sexual harassment.. then there are women who dress and act like men in the office or at the gym.. being told that to do so is to respect themselves.. to become like men in a male world is not to bring sexual attention towards yourself…because if you are looking feminine, sexy or beautiful you are asking for that attention.. the attention of being called a whore, easy, slut .. you are not to be taken seriously because sexy women are stupid women.. they deserve it.. and gay men that are openly gay, whom are being feminine are asking for it too.. because they are submissive and like women they like to be penetrated and those that are penetrated are the submissive victims.. and so all that is Feminine in nature is a victim that should be used and discarded at the will of the more masculine ..

And so this is why I have an affection for gay men.. as a woman promoting and being in my Divine Feminine Essence.. I have been made a victim of and then blamed for being a victim for being soft, yielding and open.. as have gay men.. and that is why our culture has grown blood thirsty and cold of heart.. because when the Feminine shines she is shot down in night clubs in cold blood.. when the Goddess rises in dance, in the pursuit of pleasure and all that is pleasurable she is shot down in cold blooded rage by those who are in inner turmoil themselves.. out of balance and out of touch with their own Inner Goddess..

And that is why The Goddess stands with gay men.. because they are an essence of her.

 

Open Letter to Justin Trudeau

 

To get to the point, the subject of this letter is women’s rights and equality. My book and life are based on this subject. I am the subject in question as are all women and/or Canadian women.

My qualifications are not based on PHDs or graduate degrees, my spelling, punctuation and grammar will not be perfect upon writing this post. I am a single mother so I cannot afford to have someone edit my blog. Like most single mothers I am very busy; as I write this my three children are settling in bed.. let’s hope they stay that way so I don’t loose my train of thought.

I want to share my personal experience as a woman living in Canada, under Canada’s flawed and sexist justice system.

I found out how unfair the justice system is going through my divorce. I learned through the judges and lawyers that my work wasn’t as important as my ex husbands work. I learned through them that he was actually the leader in the marriage and the one that was truly responsible for the family landscaping business. It didn’t matter that I had to work for a Government Grant to fund the start up of the business. A grant were I was taught how to write a business plan; were I had to pitch the plan to a board, and that I had to compete for the 3 grants up on the table against 30 other competitors. But I learned the 51% of the business that he had signed over to me to fully qualify for the grant didn’t really mean anything in court. I told them that the business didn’t actually need him for me to run it on my own. I told them that everything he did I could hire out to be done and I could still turn a profit. But that didn’t matter to the judges, the lawyers or the mediators. You see men’s work is more important than women’s work because they told me he was the business and so it should be his. And I wasn’t named on the mortgage, because of student loan dept at the time; it turned out that when the house sold he could take 1/3 more of what was not his. Of course I could of kept lawyers after him, but with no money and legal aid a complete joke ( basically you have to sell your car and almost be on the street to get legal aid ) my ex got away with an extra $22,000.00 and the business. I got $600 a month in alimony.

So Mr. Trudeau how will you change the system so that this doesn’t happen to other women? Are you going to change legal aid? Can you somehow teach lawyers and judges that women’s work is just as important as a man’s work? I want to know if you are going to implement equal pay? I don’t think it is fair that just because a woman can give birth she should be put behind in the pay grade.. do you?

Later on I found it impossible to get my ex to pay for his share of daycare. I tried to go back to school using a big lump sum of Family Allowance back pay. You see my ex wouldn’t sign the papers for the Government stating that we were legally separated; he still wanted to do income splitting with me to help himself ( he thinks he is more important than me and the children, and I wonder why that is? ) I had to get lawyers to get him to sign..so I was given a nice fat sum of $7,000.00 I went to college to get upgraded on my Executive Secretary. But my ex refused to pay his half of the childcare. I couldn’t afford keep hiring lawyers so with no help from legal aid my abusive ex caused me to have to drop out. I had to pay the childcare owning by him, myself. But wait it gets even better. A year or so later my ex took me to court because my car has an electrical problem and I can’t drive it long distances to drop the kids off to him; and so he comes to get them and drive them home. The judge wouldn’t even look at the papers my mechanic gave me as proof in court. The judge refused to make my ex pay for childcare as I didn’t provide proof that I was working or looking for work..( I didn’t know I had to provide proof I wasn’t applying for welfare ) but then they told me I had to find a full time job not a part time job and they wanted my preteen daughters to take the bus home from school across the city while I was going to be working at said full time job. The judge threatened me by saying ” If I wanted to I could make you pay for the last year of your ex husband’s gas.” The judge refused to listen to me when I told him that I was entrepreneuring a book, a concept and movement towards freeing women from sexual repression. He refused to look at the book; and in the minutes later mailed to me.. he refuse to acknowledge that I had even wrote a book.. he said ” Wants to write a book.”

Mr. Trudeau I was invisible in that court room. What are you going to do about this? Why is hearsay ( rumor or gossip ) sound like her-story..and history is recorded fact? Why are male voices heard and female voices passed up as non-important? It was like I was a ghost.. was I even really there to them? Why are judges able to financially abuse women with threats of back pay on what isn’t owed?

Mr. Trudeau when our house sold I wanted to use the money to move to Vancouver from Kelowna to launch my book. Kelowna and the Okanagan is a very Christian/Conservative community. Writing a book about women’s sexual repression to sexually liberate all women wasn’t going to be received will here. It wasn’t. My ex took me to court to order the court to stop me from moving. It would of only been a 4hr drive for him and he has family in the area. My future career and my right to the freedom to live were I choose were taken from me using the children as an excuse. I wasn’t moving them out of province or across the country. I was told by the judge that I had to remarry or be making more money than my ex husband to have that right.

Mr. Trudeau why do I have to be a man’s wife to have more rights and freedoms? Why do I have to have money to have more rights and freedoms? If I was a man I know the same wouldn’t of applied.

Mr. Trudeau I want to know why they system wants to make it so hard for me to be an independent and successful woman in my own right? I want to know why women have to work around this crap when men don’t. I want to know why many men get away with working under the table, thereby not paying the full amount of child support that they should? I want to know why the Government doesn’t audit these fathers? I want to know why the Government doesn’t make men parent? I want to know why these double standards still exist in a first world country? How can we set an example for the rest of the world if we don’t treat women with equality in a first world country?

Mr. Trudeau we are just at the tip of the iceberg here. My girlfriend was murdered by her husband in her house with her children in her house with her. He shot her. He hid her body in the house with the children in the house for over 12 hrs. This happened in Abbotsford BC. She is gone, her children are without a mother. He got out on bail 2 years after the fact. Don’t women’s lives matter in Canada? I want to know what you are going to do about that? Don’t you think this just sends a message to men that they can abuse and murder women with just a slap on the wrist? This says ” Women don’t matter”

I want to know why a Canadian judge can say to a rape victim in court ” You should of just kept your legs together” and then he is just up for review? How the hell did he become a judge in the first place? Why wasn’t he fired instantly for being a sexist pig? I want to know what you are going to do about this Mr. Trudeau?

I want to know why when I was treated with prejudice by Kelowna’s business community, by not being allowed to network within groups and organizations the Human Rights Tribunal didn’t have a clause to protect me from sexual discrimination; yet it has clauses protecting homosexual and transgender people from sexual discrimination. Why am I and not other women protected with the same rights? Why is it that if I was of East Indian decent and I wasn’t allowed into an organization the Human Rights Tribunal would of protected my rights; but as a woman writing about women’s sexuality I can be discriminated against? You have some explaining to do Mr. Trudeau.

As a woman I want to know why abortion is up for debate in Parliament? I want to know why the female body is owned and regimented by the Government and Churches? I want to know why the bible is allowed in the court room as it clearly creates a prejudice. People should just swear to tell the truth. Not everyone believes in the same God, and religion represses women. Religion states women as being under men..I think that is clearly what is wrong with the justice system. It is tainted by prejudice to create inequalities. What are you going do about this Mr. Trudeau?

Mr Trudeau I know that you have created a base of equality within your cabinet by hiring equal amounts women to men; but are the women being paid the same as the men? You have done some amazing things in the last couple of months for Canada. I think it is very compassionate of you to let in Syrian refugees. But as you can see there is so much more to do. And we both know you need to do it, we need to do it because it is the year 2016..and it’s about damn time..

Mr Trudeau I am sure your wife would agree with me that it is time for The Divine Feminine to rise. It is time that we do away with the double standards placed on women so that the entire world can become a better place for everyone. To find out more about me and my book google Gracie Ackerman.

I hope this letter was enlightening to you; I hope I have helped create positive change and evolution.

There needs to be a peaceful revolution..humanity needs to grow and evolve.

Temptation

 

We are all made victim of temptation and of course every rose has it’s thorns.. for every cause an effect or consequence. But what would society be without some false pretense of morality? How would we sell sex if it wasn’t sinful? How could we promote religion without the sin of sexual temptation? Of course we will all be Fallen Angels..but who is to blame..is it the tempted or the tempter? ..as they say ” You cannot be seduced unless you want to be.” But what is life without seduction? What is love without lust? But then what is lust without love.. as it dies as quickly as it began? Why does the human species deny it’s own innate nature by definitions and dogma? Is it because we think, if we are fucking all day we will become a sexually addicted race and destroy ourselves by our base natures? Do we think that we will never achieve our long term goals if we are busy getting busy under the sheets? Looking at this rationally.. eventually we all have to put our clothes back on and get other things done.. if we fucked it all out of our systems don’t you think the world would be a better place? Imagine all of that underground sexuality that has been made unhealthy by our own immature repression, surfacing and becoming healed by our own awareness of our sexual retardation .. our sexual retardation as nations repressing the feminine sex as being made responsible for the seduction of men by being too sexy? How silly humans are.. That make rules of conduct for what comes natural to the rest of the animal kingdom.. and we wonder why we are the ones destroying our own natural environment.. it’s all that repressed sexual energy going into war and conquest .. imagine how much better the world would be if we put all of that hot sexual energy to good use between the sheets?

Bill Maher touched on this topic .. speaking about the sexual repression of the young boys in the US that shoot up schools.. he talked about their sexual repression and their hatred of women because they felt they wouldn’t ever get laid.. about the religions context .. going with that topic.. imagine how much happier men would be if they stopped repressing women’s sexuality..? Imagine women not being threatened by being sexy? Like Bill said .. there wouldn’t be so many guns and violence if men were actually courting women and doing  IT..rather than shooting at shit. Look at the sexual repression in the Middle East.. women being totally covered from head-to-toe .. being stoned and acid burned .. cut down and gunned down should they show any flesh.. now lets look at what the men are doing.. total self destruction and social destruction..absolute unchained violence..Bill is right.. they all just need to kill the religion that caused the sexual repression ( The three major world religions ) stop taking it out on their women and make love not war. Imagine if men stopped trying to own the world by using sex as a weapon? Isn’t the gun shaped like a penis.. the chamber the balls, the bullets like sperm..and the barrel the shaft? What if men stopped scaring the shit out of women..what if they were actually kind and loving..considerate, romantic and affectionate? What if men were actually gentlemen instead of self entitled bullies? ( by men I mean those who use the patriarchy or religion as an excuse to abuse women )

What if we stopped chaining each other down by false morality and self inflicted laws of conformity that causes us to be judge and jury to each other? I know this is starting to sound like a John Lennon song..but he had the right idea.

As a single woman I have noticed that romance, courtship and dating are on their death throws .. gasping for that last breath..the death rattle..Sex, love, lust ..bind us together in humanity…we have become a touch deprived society.. everyone is on their cell or just having quick hookups at best.. The rules are so fucked up and varied no one knows what to do anymore.

Yes I like writing about the Goddess archetypes.. yes I love expressing her ..but I am an ordinary woman.. I am a human being.. I would like to see humanity embrace being human so that we can show each other humanity.. and that begins be accepting our base nature as sexual beings.. if we don’t have that solid foundation on our basic psychology, we are doomed to self destruction by the lack of true human connection.. we need to emotionally mature.

Sex ed 101

The Goddess

Justice .. it seems we live in a world void of truth and justice.. I felt compelled to share this chapter of my book during this moment in our world wide human struggles for what is just and fair.. right now we are experiencing the Syrian Crisis.. I believe the Angels are watching us.. will we rise up into our humanity..or will we fall back into our barbaric patterns.. for true civilization to emerge..for humanity to truly evolve.. we must change from ” An eye for an eye.” towards ” Only love can drive out hate” world..for ” What we do to other we do to ourselves.” What then will be our judgement.. what Karma have we created? We must see them as us for humanity to become truly civil; just, equal and fair.

 

 

~From the book ~The Goddess an Expression of The Divine Feminine~ Available on Amazon.ca click on images to enlarge them

Athena

The Lady of Justice and Civilization, she stands proud, dignified and true to the ideals of a civilized society. She will fight the good fight; she does not war for the sake of warring, she wars for the realization of peace. Athena does not believe in peace at all costs; she will not give up on freedom and liberty from oppressive forces. Athena’s civilization is the ideal of freedom for all not just a select few; as she understands within her deep spiritual wisdom that even the lowest in society can rise to the highest due to their own merits. She fights for the weak and the infirm as it is just to do so, anything less would be barbaric; and this she fights against.

As an archetypical personality she is impartial and unemotional in her search for truth; the whole truth and nothing but the truth will do. She will not tolerate exaggeration and drama; she keeps her inner balance to bring outer balance forward; she evaluates the given situation at hand with wisdom and knowledge, she seeks the facts and she acts with compassion and mercy for all involved. With her sword she cuts through lies and deceit; she sees through the ego of mankind; through the weaknesses of greed and lust.

 

Athena is the masculine force in all women; she represents a woman coming into the age of wisdom; when she sees through illusion and lies to the heart of the truth. This woman will not hide from the cold hard truth as she knows it is the only way to peace; even if the truth is initially painful at first, she understands it is necessary to face in order to find sincerity.

 

The Athena archetype is the intellectual, she is logical; she rises up civilization to bring a strong foundation for the sciences and the arts. She seeks clear communication and mediation; with her wisdom she shows clear discrimination; her objective is truth, as it is the only way to true peace and to bring about culture; wisdom and knowledge for the betterment and for the evolution of the human soul.

STRONG!

 

 

The world will try to keep you down

Some will tell you that you are crazy

Some will be so very cruel

Some will tell you who to be and what to do

Some will deliberately hurt you

 

YOU ARE STRONG!

 

You will stand up and live your dreams

You will stand up and you will scream

You will stand up and stomp your feet

You will be heard and be seen

You will be who God meant you to be

 

YOU ARE STRONG!

 

They may make you cry

They may make you wonder why

They may make you question everything

They may make you angry

They may make you fight

 

YOU ARE STRONG!

 

You do what is right

You make a difference in the world

You love

You be true

You do what is right for everyone and you

 

YOU ARE STRONG!

 

Live in your heart

Live your dreams

Live your life

Live to be

Live be to free

 

YOU ARE STRONG!

Truly Loving You

 

To truly love you I must forgive the things that you do

I have to see and understand that you are imperfect just like me

To really love you I must accept all of you

I love you for you

To truly love you I must stand my ground

I cannot let you push me around

I have to set boundaries down

To love you I must teach you how to treat me

I love you in spite of you

To truly love you I must be happy without you

I have to know and love myself

I have to respect myself to respect you in return

To love you I must glow on my own

I love you and me too

To truly love you I must let go of the past

I have to be with you in the moment

To really love you we must move forward together

To love you I have to let go of you

I love you without condition

To truly love you I must see you past myself

I have to see you as an individual with a life of your own

To really love you I have to set you free

To love you I let you soar

I truly love you.

 

The Goddess

( From the book ~ The Goddess an Expression of the Divine Feminine ~ ) Available on Amazon.ca

MAD

 

I am mad because I am done with being judged as a woman!

 

I am mad because society has no compassion.

 

I am mad because all the tenderness and the kindness of humanity is locked behind selfishness and greed.

 

I am so sick of men trying to make me into either a virgin or a whore! I am sick of it; what the heck is up with that?

 

Women are either puritan or porn star. You’re the guy’s mother or his tramp!

 

A tramp is a woman that likes and wants sex; his mother is the opposite, you see to all his other needs and then lay down and go through the motions; telling him and yourself your doing it for him so you’re not a tramp.

 

Of course women who are single mothers; looking for a man are just trashy! How dare a single mother like me not make her kids her only priority? God forbid that I should need and want my basic needs for love and partnership met! God forbid that I want someone to share my life with; someone to laugh with, cry with and yes have sex with; I would rather say it as having someone to make love to and be made love to; but NO, that’s just being man crazy and a bad freaken mother!

 

Double fricken standards put on women by society; Sex is dirty or pure; that’s bullshit! It isn’t either! Sex is a way that two people come together to build and maintain intimacy and it is a physical release. Why can’t we all just grow up!?

 

Why do we have to make things evil or good? Why can’t we just see things for the way they are? Gees ya know? It’s just so childish the way we have to label everyone as either good or bad when we ourselves are both! We are all human; we have a basic need for love and to be touched physically.

 

It is the taboo that we put on sex that makes it dirty or pure; it is our childish perspectives; Gawd we need to get a grip!

 

Society needs to grow up! We need to stop telling women to be plastic freaks, with Botox filled faces and fake boobs; starving ourselves to look the way we are told is attractive.

 

Men;  you guys have got to start seeing women as people with souls and hearts that are easily broken; a woman’s heart is as tender as her breast; we are so fragile we need love and tenderness! We need to be held and heard and seen!

 

The human body is a miracle in its self; it is creation’s finest work of art; it is beautiful, sensual and amazing. We treat our bodies like crap! We eat crap! We don’t exercise enough! Or we go to the other polar opposite and we starve and over work ourselves for fashion and not for HEALTH!

 

We are out of balance.. Everything is black or white; good or evil. We don’t have any compassion for the fallen soul… even though we are all fallen and imperfect.

 

I just want to know where is the love?

 

I myself am so sick of being looked at and sized up; I am bad mom cause I am sexy and free spirited..why? How do people jump to that?

 

I am writing my book to show that women can be sexual; be mothers; be grandmothers; be professionals; WE CAN BE WHAT WE WANT! Oh it is said to us; but in our repressed society it is not true; we are not given that room; we are still fighting for our freedom to be people in our own right. If I am a mother it doesn’t mean I turn into a child again because I have children. It is like society is afraid that if a mother is a sensual being she is messing up her kids; but the opposite is true; to be repressed sexually is to teach your children the same damn thing.

 

What is being sexual; IT IS IN YOUR TRUE NATURE…gawd!

 

It doesn’t make you are dirty; God made men and women to fit into each other or if you don’t believe in God then science and nature did that! And so being the civilized humans that we are supposed to be means that we can express our sexuality with dignity.. *sigh*

 

Diginity; meaning that we honor our sexuality; understand it’s importance while not hurting ourselves and others with uncontrolled urges. So that means not to become so entrenched in your sexuality that it becomes an addiction; meaning sex is all you live for and think about constantly; because life should be lived in balance for health; emotional, spiritual, physical and mental health.

 

But to be aware and proud of your sexuality is perfectly healthy!

 

Being ashamed of the human body is ignorant; being ashamed of your own body is insecurity and self-defeating.

 

The way to love your own body is to take care of your body and to do away with media hype and learn to accept and love your imperfections…damn it!

 

I just hope by writing this book that I can show humanity how to live in health and compassion.

 

Women’s sexuality is totally misrepresented in the media; we are still seen as plastic dolls that are bad girls if we like sex and seek sex out; we are tramps and we deserve to be used my men cause we like sex.. It’s crap! Good girls are shown as being there just for a man’s comfort and needs.. Period! It’s crap!

 

Women do like sex with love… we need tenderness; we need not to be held up to an impossible standard by our men.. We need to take the time to look after ourselves and love our bodies; without guilt trips for caring and nurturing ourselves and not just everyone else.

POWER of the GODDESS

My heart was like an over ripe cherry, that has been rained on in July.. bursting open.. dripping sweet dark juice.. a love for him that I cannot deny..even though I try.  And so I drove into the woods to be with Mother Nature… to rest my heart in the hands of the Goddess.. to give her the love that he wouldn’t accept or acknowledge ..

As I walked upon her; I removed my shoes..to become one with her on the sacred ground..the sacred place I go to feel her the most.. and I said to her ” Great Mother.. I need you.. I need to know you intimately .. I need to lay my heart here so that you may heal it with your love.. my heart is an over flowing cup.. and it bleeds.. I make a mess of everything.. I shouldn’t of told him how I felt.. I shouldn’t of done the things I did in the pain of rejection.. in the pain of his words.. I shouldn’t of said the things I said.. were are you Mother?.. Goddess.. love and creation.. please take my heart and stop the bleeding.” and then I felt her.. I felt her so strongly.. I hadn’t felt her like that since I was a child..when I would wander for ages.. avoiding my abusive father..and she would hold me.. she would touch me with her winds and warm me with her sun..and sing me sweet bird song.. and she would remind me that I was her child..and that I was a Goddess.. and then as I felt her and I remembered .. these memories from so long ago.. I felt her speak to my heart and she said ” I am here under your feet.. I am the ground you walk on and I am the air that you breath.. I am the food that nurtures you.. I am in your mother and the mother of your children.. I am your mother’s mother..and her mother too..and my dear I am inside of you.”

I and I cried..and I was humbled..and I was held in her mercy.. in the mercy that no one has shown me .. and then she reminded me of my own sacredness.. she has no shame in her sexuality.. she has no shame in giving birth to new life..in openin up the doorways to death..and her womb to conception.. she makes love to all things.. to all things she loves.. she loves them with gentleness and with tough love..for she is fierce like me.. she sweet like me.. she gets angry like me..and she gets hurt just like me..and she gives to much to those who don’t deserve it .. just like me.. and she gets used just like me..and she gets abused just like me..but she isn’t a victim.. and I am not a victim of them.. I am a survivor.. just like her.. she storms and she rages..and then she forgives and she blooms.. she loves again even after all the abuses.. even after all hope seems lost.. yet she gives hope to the hopeless.. and shelter to the homeless.. for she is home..she is the heart of humanity..and she is me..and she told me ” Don’t ever be ashamed of who you are and what you survived.. don’t ever be ashamed of showing anyone your heart.. don’t be ashamed of asking for help, for love and for friendship..because you deserve all those things.”

And then I walked with her.. upon her..and she showed me beauty even in death.. she showed me how the deer carcass made the flowers grow… how the sweet stench of death.. is the metaphor for the sweetness of the sleep of death before rebirth..she showed me bone washed clean in the water and the sun..she showed me wild fruit..and and she called the hawk to me to show me how to soar above the pain of other’s words and judgments .. to see that it is their fear..it was his fear.. it was not mine to fear or to blame myself for what he couldn’t see in me.. that unlike the hawk that can see for miles and miles..he saw what his fear showed him..and it’s not my fault.. but my fear reacted to his fear..and so I must forgive myself.. I must forgive him for his own humanity..and she walked with me.. and she held my heart.. and she said to me ” Your heart is full of sweetness.. like the cherry it just wants to nurture someone with it’s abundance..and that is what an open heart exists to do.. someone will come along that sees all of the good and the bad in you..and they will love you anyway..just like you are able to do with others.”

I am a Goddess.. I am like her.. I want to be untamed..and wild.. I want to dance naked in the moon light..and swim naked in the dark.. My house is full of sacred things..bones, stones, feathers.. special things that keep me close to The Mother.. My name means Love, Flower and Farmer.. and it wasn’t given to me by accident..it was given to me by her energy..because it describes my soul.. I want to grow wild things..and I want to lay in wild flowers..and I want to love with abandon.. I don’t want to calculate love.. I don’t want to over think love.. I just want to be love.. to give love..and to be loved..

Like her my body is wonderland.. my body is abundant and decadent .. it is food..it is nurturing.. it is marked by birth and babies.. it is like fruit..sweet, tangy..and I love the scent of myself.. I smell wild.. I am crazy.. I am a gypsy .. I think with my soul.. I am intuition.. I feel so much.. I am so sensitive..my feelings and my body to the touch..

Like her.. my roots go deep..my sensuality is all of me..there isn’t any separation from my sexuality and my mentality..for I am present..as she is present.. in my heart, my soul, my mind, and my flesh..because the forbidden fruit is the one that feeds the soul..

And one day when my bones are made pure by the surf and the sun..I will be reborn through her sweet softness.. I will be in the womb..the womb within the womb..a sweet and sensual dance as ancient as the stars..

This stone represents the sacral chakra.. pleasure

And so my heart..it still runs with sweetness to overflowing .. like a July cherry burst open by tears that fall like summer rain.. but I wouldn’t want it any other way..tis the heart of a gypsy…crazy and untamed.

Stay Sweet

 

We all live in a world were everyone is pretending .. it’s just the way it is. It starts in high school. Everyone wants to fit in.. be popular.. liked and accepted. We are shown through media projections; by branded personalities how to be cool.. how to put on the social masks that everyone worships and adores. But by doing so we loose ourselves and our true identities and so we become bitter. We become bitter by fear.. fear of rejection.. we become bitter because we sell ourselves out.. for social acceptance, and we think social protection. But if one becomes popular and adored by many people for projecting a image that they want.. we are truly not accepted at all..because we are not really being ourselves. So you can have the love of many while not being loved at all..and worse… you not loving yourself.

The most difficult thing to do is to really be yourself and love yourself past other’s insecurities and social rejections… but it is the only way to stay sweet..it is to stay and be vulnerable; to be humble. Courage is putting your heart out there..while knowing far well, that you will probably be rejected. When you are truly authentic, open, raw and vulnerable you are a threat to those who wear the thickest social masks.. because you are their mirror. A truly authentic and raw person is clear and blinding truth to those who are in the greatest denial of the social mask that they wear; and so it is that the nerdiest, nicest, sweetest and strangest people are the most rejected by society. We make people uncomfortable..because conformity is comforting.. the sweetest and most loving people wear their hearts on the outside..so we are labeled as victims by those who would victimize the open hearted for the very fear of being open and vulnerable themselves.

In the worldly way.. being truly vulnerable is labeled as weak.. but who is really being weak? I think those who have lost themselves in groups of people and organizations have lost.. those who are vulnerable and have the courage to constantly lay their hearts on the line.. well this is true strength..to put your heart out, even though it is wounded..bloody and raw from being constantly rejected.. attacked for being open.. seen as a target.. this takes in credible strength.. people like me .. we are true spiritual warriors.. because we are giving the world and example of the compassionate heart.. even thought it is constantly being torn and ripped apart by those who fear true depth and feeling.. those who have been hurt and cut.. sometimes they are the one’s that will cut us the deepest. But being truly vulnerable, real, raw, authentic and open regardless of constant emotional, mental and spiritual attacks, takes the greatest strength.

We live in a very cold and plastic society.. not just in my city.. even though outsiders confirm that their is a higher than normal concentration of assholes in Kelowna BC.. but the only way to open other’s cold and fearful hearts is to stay open and brave.. to stay vulnerable .. raw.. broken .. and compassionate.. it is to do our very best to forgive them..because in their, inner terror, they are lost..lost to themselves.. washed away .. in the conformity of fitting in..rather than standing brave.. being nerdy.. goofy.. making mistakes..failing..being perfectly/imperfect ..

Stay sweet.. stay open.. an love no matter what.. because love favors the brave.

Don’t let fear and bitterness make you bitter.

Time for some erotica

She sat in his office.. looking beautiful.. a chaotic mess in a dress.. close to tears.. but she trusted him..she was comfortable with him.. ” Why do they reject me.. why do they resent me?” she asked him in sobs.. blue/green eyes on the verge of exploding into tears of passion and rage.. He spoke to her softly ..with gentleness he said ” You threaten them with your potent sexuality.. you are ahead of your time.. you make them feel insecure .” Tears began to roll down her checks.. as he spoke the words she knew were the truth..the truth she dreaded because she didn’t know how to be anything else but what she was.

” But I don’t know how to hold it in. I don’t know how to hold it back.. I have a fever in me..a passion that burns me up and it burns them too doesn’t it?” She curled her legs up to her chest.. kicking her high heeled open toed shoes onto the floor with a thud.. the strap of her cream colored summer dress slid seductively onto her shoulder.. he tried not to notice.. he reminded himself to stay professional.. neutral.

But when she started to sob he couldn’t help but cross the room to sit beside her and rub her shoulders. She looked up into his dark brown eyes.. his eyes so dark they reflected back to her.. her own tear filled gaze.. she saw her sorrow in his eyes.. and he saw her see it.. he took her into her arms ” Gloria..” he said sweetly and tenderly.. “You will find someone.. you will find someone that gets you.” She rested her head on his strong shoulder.. and and leaned into his lap.. ” Please just hug me for a while Frank.” and so he did.. getting lost in her scent..in her warmth..in the softness of her shoulders that he continued to message ..and then he placed his chin on her silky hair..just then she turned her head and their lips brushed.. so lightly .. yet with such heat.. he lost control and kissed her.. the kiss was claiming..and the fire was ignited.. there was no turning back..

She pressed her firm breast against his dress shirt.. his hands slid under the other strap of her summer dress exposing her shoulders and he kissed down her neck.. she begged him not to stop..she said ” I need you.. I need you to make love to me with tenderness and love.. I need you to heal my shattered heart.”  He exposed her soft round breast .. and then the other..bringing her dress down to her waist.. he cupped them both as she graceful tossed her head and hair back..arching as he took her hard nipples into his mouth.. he took his time giving her the pleasure she so longed for..

Then, in her need to have his chest exposed she clawed frantically at his tie and shirt… and he then helped her undress him.. and all at once he pulled her dress to the floor.. they kissed and necked as she reached for his hard erection through is pants ” Gloria .. Gloria ” he panted.. he moaned ” We should stop Gloria..this is so unprofessional of me… but I can’t stop unless you stop me.. I just can’t stop.” She unzipped his pants ” I won’t stop you Frank.. don’t stop Frank.. I won’t tell anyone.. make love to me.. I need you” She clawed his pants down..and sank to her knees in front of him.. she took is member in her hands.. his sweet, silky firm shaft.. she looked up at him lovingly as she took him in between her soft wet.. full lips.. he groaned as he felt her tongue stroke and pull on him… when he knew he was close.. he picked her up and placed her on his couch… and then he used his tongue on her.. she lay open and vulnerable for him.. totally exposed..sweet and sexy.. like the most exotic fruit.. they made eye contact as his tongue made contact .. he said ” I am not stopping until you beg me too.” because she trusted him; she had multiple orgasms.. big beautiful orgasms that she lost her heartache in.. she withered and screamed out his name..she cried with relief and bliss..as he did what all the others feared to do.. he loved her instead of hurting and mocking her.. he mended all the sorrow.. and then she begged him..” Please .. Please .. Please Frank I need you inside of me!!!”.. he rose..and stood above her..

He thrust deeply and with intensity.. making eye contact with her.. he was fully present for her.. for her pleasure but also for his own.. she was swollen and engorged .. every stroke was fire.. and every scream spoke of the passion between them… she had so much frustration..and he had repressed his feelings for her for far too long..they were an explosion of passion and pure rapture..

The pain and sorrow were long forgotten ..all that was left..was this pure bliss.. a white hot flame.

Angel of Sex

 

Many will find the title of this post quite alarming. I am using it to open up my readers subconscious towards seeing sex as sacred not sinful or dirty. The concept of the Goddess or The Sacred Whore is to see sexuality as a medium towards spiritual bliss. Religions teach us through the dogma of sin to divorce the flesh from the spirit; by doing so we are lost from the magic of knowing the wisdom that the body is the temple and sex is the altar upon which we worship.. and so I am metaphorically being the Angel of Sex by bring enlightenment to the world by my work here on this site and in my book ( The Goddess an Expression of the Divine Feminine ) available at this link http://bookstore.balboapress.com/Products/SKU-000576933/The-Goddess-an-Expression-of-the-Divine-Feminine.aspx 

lately I have had a few hundred men join my Facebook in the last 48 hrs; it is a bit phenomenal. I am not sure why exactly; someone told me that Facebook may have put me up as a suggestion for men. Many of them have gotten the wrong impression of course; I am not shocked by that, as society labels women who are expressing their sexuality as just asking for attention or just asking for it. But I think the majority of them are learning that I am promoting a book about women’s sexuality.. about the repression of women’s sexuality and the shame put onto us all about sexuality.. I am not attempting to get male attentions simply to feed my ego, but I do want attention for the promotion of my book. I see sexuality as natural, and so I don’t see using all of my talents including my natural sexual nature to sell my intellect as shameful..and so I will not be made to feel that way as I will not allow it.

So that I many promote the movement of smashing the barriers put on women’s sexuality and on sexuality as a whole I must walk my talk ..so I must walk out of the shame myself by shamelessly expressing my own sexuality as I am..And to me that is through art and writing.. I see my own personal photography as art and expression.. I see sex as art. Creativity of all forms is metaphorically sex.. as it gives both pleasure and pain, and it creates metaphorical children of ideals.

For me the highest expression of the spirit is love and intellect.. it’s through wisdom and love that we are saved from ignorance.. the sin placed on sexuality is the sin that creates it’s self as it causes humanity to remain in darkness..it causes inequalities like the war of the sexist and homophobia.. the sin placed upon sex creates hate instead of love..and for me hate is the true sin.. but also sin is only lessons that we have yet to learn.. The Golden Age of Humanity will come into fruition when we accept our natural  sexual nature.. and it will be then that we become truly equal.

As for me.. I am a one man woman. I don’t need all the attention of the men in the world to feed a shallow ego..I need but one good man to love me and to love..

I am making myself beautiful for myself and I am working on myself for him.. I am becoming my best self to attract a great man.. he is all I will ever need or want.

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