Focused attention, the erotic, and revolution walked onto a page… (+ your 50% discount ends in less than 3 hours!!)

And so where do we begin, when the beginning has already ended and the end is nowhere in sight?

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June 15, 2023

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Nikka Karli

Focused attention, the erotic, and revolution walked onto a page… (+ your 50% discount ends in less than 3 hours!!)

It can be hard to feel deeply turned on and connected, when our attention is on a million things that never mattered to us in the first place.

It can be even harder to say yes to the calling of our souls, when that call is being drowned out by a cacophony of oppressive voices that were never our own.

And so where do we begin, when the beginning has already ended and the end is nowhere in sight?

We go down.

Down, down, down into the belly of the forgotten beast.

We traverse the quagmires and carve hallowed pathways across once fertile land.

And we remember ourselves there, among the rubble and the cracks.

We whisper ourselves back into wholeness in all the places we thought fractured forever.

And we choose.

We choose ourselves.

We choose our art.

We choose to lead.

No longer half assing our message and movement in this world.

Nah.

We surrender to the fecundity of our Refugee Souls.

We bare our everything.

{And then bare it again.}

We agitate the solutions of all identities we have whispered unto ourselves {and that they tried to scream into our skin.}

We throw back our heads and howl our amen to the skies.

And… we let go.

Of who we thought we had to be to survive.

Of who we once HAD to be to survive.

Of what we thought our magic would TAKE from us.

Of all the ways we believed we would destroy the world {and ourselves}.

We learn to tell new stories.

To chart ancient Wilds with every utterance of the medicine born between our pages {and our thighs}.

We BECOME our own yes.

And we are revealed.

As everything it was always and ever going to be about for us.

Through us.

As us.

The madness is howling.

Are you listening?

As always…

Here’s to your untaming,

N

P.S.:

There is a revolution singing in your bones.

If you are here, the song has already begun.

And I want to walk with you. Dance with you. Undulate in and out of formlessness and form with you.

Are you ready?

Can you hear it?

Here is where we {un}become.

P.P.S.:

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Regardless, everything is 50% off, including Erotic Abolitionism™: Foundations, even though it will still be open for enrollment ongoing.

{I just couldn’t leave it out of the sale, all forlorn in the Shop. 🤣}

Everything else though, is being closed down and moved into the vault.

You can see all programs included in The Closeout Sale here.

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