It’s a wonder anything ever gets written or filmed or sculpted.

It’s a pure fucking MIRACLE that any of us ever even sits down to the page.

In this world built on distractibility, it is nothing short of magic when we surrender UNTO the magic.

And of course, right?

OF COURSE we get to experience ourselves as something beyond human comprehension.

And OF COURSE we get to be revealed to ourselves, over and over again.

How could it be any other way?

But the resistance and the critic will tell you that it’s not enough.

That YOU’RE not enough.

Not enough for the message.

Not enough for the abundance.

Not enough for the impact.

Not enough for yourself.

And sometimes… SOMETIMES… we forget who we are and we listen to the voice that is hellbent on telling us what we are not.

But each time we listen to that voice, we are also being drenched in the medicine of that which eternally and simply IS.

We are being submerged into the Truth, by way of the doubt and the lie.

And, if we are paying attention, we will be shown that which we were trying to define and distill all along.

And how do we pay attention?

We live into the practice.

We LIVE the practice.

Ah, we see.

Yes, yes.

You want to know the “right” practice, yeah?

The one that will light your path and banish the darkness once and for all?

Well, Wild One, therein lies the primordial rub.

Because the practice that will crack us soul wide open and allow us to live as that which we forever and always are?

It’s a practice for life.

It’s the practice OF life.

Of living into and as life itself.

Today and every day.

{And twice on the days you have forgotten your own name.}

There is no perfect morning routine or peak performance hack to drop you back into soul.

There is only surrender.

There is only you showing up and showing OUT, as you recalibrate as the embodied and erotic evocation of God being made manifest as you.

Through your art.

Through your sex.

Through your wealth.

Through your movement.

Through your everything.

And, yes yes yes, but what about when you just don’t wanna?

What happens during the seasons when you feel as if you yourself are OUT of season with your own life?

Well, those are the times you remind yourself of what’s at stake.

You remind yourself of why you are here.

Of what you have always been about.

You CHOOSE yourself.

Again.

In the face of your demons.

In the face of the demons they tried to implant in you.

And you keep choosing.

You draw your line in the sand and scream your medicine to the moon.

You tell the world who you are.

You SHOW the world who you are.

And you back it.

You back yourself.

You trust.

And when it looks like none of it is working, you shake yourself off and check yourself.

You remember who you are.

You remember what it’s always been about for you.

You say yes.

No one can do it but you.

And you know this.

But, even more important?

No one can BE it but you.

It’s your time.

It’s your moment.

Open your thighs and let it be poured onto the pages of the world.

As always…

Here’s to your untaming,

N

P.S.:

The Erotic Abolitionism™ Experience is open for Founding Members.

I cannot even tell you how excited and turned on I am about this offering.

This is going to be THE place to be to drop into the Wilds with me.

And… also…

I’ve been kinda terrified of opening the doors.

What if no one enrolls?

And, really really…

What if they do?

What then?

What will it all ask of me?

Where will I be forced to overextend my nervous system and capacity for humaning?

Yadda yadda yadda.

All the things came up.

Most of which were expected.

But a couple things were not.

Some deeply seated trauma responses relating to intelligence and initiating and neurodiversity and labor.

I’m gonna go super fucking deep inside the membership on why we as Melanated Kin often don’t let ourselves be in the experience of HAVINGNESS when it comes to some of our most soul-led desires.

{Which has us then staying in the effort and TRYINGNESS of it all.}

Because what I’ve been {re}discovering these past few months…

Is unlike anything I have ever understood or taught before now.

So, if you are a Melanated Medicine Kin who knows you have some seriously dope and holy magic to share with this world, at levels you have not allowed yourself to experience before now…

You want to be with us.

This month we’re diving into our inaugural Source Initiation- When It's Time To Let It All Die To Soul.

This transmission is going to shake the foundations of not only your economy of movement and art, but that of your entire willingness to show up to soul.

So, if you’re one of us…

Special Founders pricing ends this Friday {7/7}.

Let’s get this shit.

P.P.S.:

If you’re one of the first 10 members to enroll by this Friday, you’ll receive 3 days of private 1:1 mentoring with me {via Voxer} to catalyze and activate this SZN of the medicine of your entire soul.

This is one of my very favorite ways to offer 1:1 work and it allows us to go straight into the depths, even if we’re thousands of miles {and multiple time zones} apart.

No fluff.

Pure pussy preaching and oracular wisdom at your fingertips.

Yummmmm…

Secure your spot now.

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