I have been deep in the migraine cave this week.

And I have also been in pretty much a nonstop downloading of the medicine and magic pouring through me.

Tomorrow, we were supposed to start the live round of Erotic Abolitionism™: Foundations {my most primordial bones of my body of work ever}.

And my soul just kept howling through my veins with the dissolution of what WAS and the embodied evocation of what it now IS.

For me, through me, as me.

And I’ve known these things forever and a day.

But not like this.

Not like THIS.

I’ve known this was coming.

I asked for it.

Earlier this year, I prayed with a bit of magic I learned from Mooji.

Asking God to remove anything in me {identity, thoughts, encodings, etc} that was not Them.

I intended and surrendered to it.

And yet and still…

This shit has come through like a fucking maelstrom of the sacred and the damned.

Cleaning me out of any and everything that was not the Truth.

And They have.

And it is.

And I Am.

With this has come a cleaning house of sorts, around the offers in my business.

{Not to mention the complete dissolution of the entire model of my business, that I have been asking for, needing, demanding… but not trusting… for the past decade.}

There is so much more to share.

But I’m exhausted and in a super nonverbal state, which is amazing for allowing THROUGH the magic, but not so much the writing and publishing OF the magic right now.

🪶 So for today, we’ll say this:

EA Foundations is happening, but in a completely different way.

It’s being created through me as it was always intended {and how I have now re-surrendered into}.

It is spacious and provocative and primordial and wild.

The first activation drops tomorrow.

You can begin here.

🪶 Second, we’re having another Vault Sale.

We’re closing out another 14 programs {holy shitballs, Batman!!} and for the next 33 hours or so, you can enroll in them for 50% off.

These programs will disappear into the vault at 9pm PT tomorrow {June 1st}, likely to never be publicly seen again.

You can see the list of programs and grab all you can here.

I love you.

You are loved.

As always…

Here’s to your untaming,

N

P.S.:

This migraine has been pure, raw, messy medicine.

I am being shown rest.

I am being revealed back unto the magic I suppressed as a child.

I am being guided {shoved?} into a level of soul baring that I have never before allowed.

And it’s all felt like my body and soul were at war yet again.

Except, of course, they were never AT war.

It was always a war of my own making.

And I am now, again, being reminded of {and called into} peace.

I have offered myself parlay.

And I wonder if you might be needing a parlay yourself?

To let through the magic… fully, wholly, completely, ad finitum, amen.

To {finally} stop fucking around with the medicine and global movement of your entire soul.

If so, you might want to join us inside Erotic Abolitionism™: Foundations because I’m telling you…

You ain’t seen nothing like this before.

MmmmmmmHMMMMMMM…

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