I love this image. Maybe it’s supposed to be funny, a depiction of a switch: I am Buddha with upraised mudra hand to spank–I am the naked lady on his lap, ass already pink from impact, ready to receive the next blow. BDSM as religion. Valid! But something more, with the sacred Buddha. The image
We did the breast worshiping ritual. Wow, I was right–it was messy. It was also amazing, and didn’t go quite as planned. The biggest surprise is how horny we got. Something about having the objects there, reading the words at the beginning, the depth of it. The safety of the container? My spouse was 100%
Thank you for your willingness to participate in worship of the hands. Do you need a drink of water, a relaxing substance, or any words to help you feel good to do this ritual? –I have what I need. Thank you. Great. The plan I have in mind is… We both wash our hands at
I wanted to have a ritual to talk to my dad, who died almost five years ago, of an overdose. He was a white guy, and at least some of my problems with white guys come from abuse from him. White guys I love have way too much power over me, especially when I want
Sex is a vulnerable ritual that creates veil-rending pleasure. I see God, in the transcendent union. The glitter of God shines for me, intoxicating me, while I’m being penetrated by someone, coming for someone, envaginating someone, making them come, giving myself completely. Sex is about ecstatic intimacy for me, but most people don’t see it
I believe in other worlds. When I write, where do the words come from? They arrive from a long distance. They feel like spirit, to me. Love feels like spirit. Sex is possible with our bodies, but also our minds, at the same time. Or just our minds, in the case of sex long distance.
Sex toys are not sex. They’re physical objects that can facilitate sexual experiences, please, stimulate, stoke the imagination. They can also harm. Often they’re purchased, but I made a dildo out of wood, which is cool. vibrators Those big Magic Wand ones you plug into the wall–I had one long ago, used it only once.
Hopefully you have sex with a goddess all the time. goddess comfort There’s this goddess I visit in my mind. She’s like me but giant, stronger, more stable, older. She’s very trustworthy. When I feel sad or scared, I go to her–she holds me. She’s a Mother Goddess. She sits on a colorful throne–the main
We did the ritual last night; my friend mentioned it was a new moon. It was beautiful. I was unprepared for the intense emotions. My favorite part was being in ritual space and a sexy space at the same time. He lit the candle. We added a couple things, like we sang a Mother song
This love sex ritual is about connection, blessing, honoring. A refreshing of commitment and expression of care. Please adapt for use with your own partner person or persons. materials: friendship candle, dish of water, rose oil, hunk of amethyst, Mother image, chocolate, water to drink, lighter, pouch of magic I am naked in the