This is primordial goddess shit.
We go dark and we go deep.
So if you’re happily in a space where you’re desperately seeking Susan…
Running around these here mean soul streets…
Trying and efforting all over yourself…
Buying a million programs with a million mentors on a million topics you don’t actually give two flying fucks about…
But you’re still thinking you “need” them, in order to be who you damn well KNOW that you already ARE…
This is almost certainly not for you.
As I am almost certainly not for you.
We are descending into the liquid + hidden depths of God, art, pussy, and soul.
So if you’re looking for a fluffer…
If you’re looking to stay on the surface of identity and truth, all the while bemoaning about how deep you WANT to go but why oh why CAN’T you go…
This is not the place and I am not the one.
We are scent tracking here.
➤ Tracking the Wilds riding your dreams in the night {and your waking day}…
➤ Tracking the fantastical explosion of life being made manifest in your body, breath, blood, and bones…
➤ Tracking the art and eros of creative expression that leak from your pores {and your soul}.
But this is not a place you come to play.
We will decolonize the experience of play, to be sure.
But if you’re coming to play Muggle Dick Games™ with yourself and the magic…
This is not that portal.
Nor will it ever BE that portal.
This is not your colonized, white-washed, misogynistic ideation of the feminine.
Where you prance and primp and lay around on pillows sucking down bon bons all day.
Never doing TOO much…
Never asking TOO much of yourself…
Never slowing down enough to feel…
Never believing you can HANDLE your own “too much-ness”.
Nah, Lover.
This is a provocation of the mother fuckin’ primal and the profane.
This is the hallowed shadow, stalking your spine and whispering your name around hidden corners.
This is the ancestors and cosmic creation coming home to roost {and to root}.
And this is where you surrender into the embodied and emboldened devotional ecstasy of EXACTLY what it was always going to become, FOR you and AS you.
Still here?
Sweetness. Let’s begin.
I’ve heard from so many peeps that the feminine feels way too fucking dangerous for them to fully explore.
…Dangerous for their body, their well being, their safety.
…Dangerous to their sense of self and their {sometimes quite tenuous} grasp on their identities.
…Dangerous to the relationships, business, brand, and life they’ve already created.
Or they believe the feminine is waaaaay too fucking boring for them to play with.
…Boring for their art and expression that are begging {COMMANDING} to be set free.
…Boring for the untamable and insatiable madness and mayhem calling them home.
…Boring for the multidimensional messenger within, who has felt like a caged beast inside them, clawing and gnawing and wreaking havoc in her/their/its confines of societally acceptable {aka force fed} gender, sexuality, and racial “norms”.
Because you’ve encoded to believe that the feminine will take from you, more than you are willing {or able} to give.
That there is some invisible force weighing the balance.
And that if you are found wanting… if you are found to have experienced too much of the “good” and not enough of the “bad”…
You will be judged and punished accordingly.
Consequences, Wild One.
Consequences.
And so you’ve run from it.
You’ve tucked tail and beseeched and pretended that you never really wanted the magic in the first place.
That you never really wanted YOURSELF in the first place.
But the Wilds will always out.
They stay trapped and subdued for no one {not even you}.
And so, here we are.
And so, here YOU are.
At the ancient {and almost forgotten} borderlands between who they said you had to be…
And who you can’t NOT become.
Our trauma and systemic oppression {of the individual and of the collective} tell us that embracing and embodying the feminine requires us to be weak…
Requires us to not play in the masculine…
Requires us to become subservient to everything and everyone who clamors for our attention, doing their damndest to suck us dry at the teet.
But that’s only when you play into the societally driven bastardization of the feminine as a gendered // racialized // sexualized tool of oppression and lack.
This, rather, is a pussy and womb based return to pure consciousness and knowing of Self…
Where orgasmic energetics become your new normal for all the ways in which you engage and connect with your business, creativity, revolution, power, and love.
You lead from the front…
With your crown and erotic nectar fully in tact {and in the deepest reverence of the world(s) you are here to build, experience, and remember}.
♛ You can get shit done. You’ve done so for what seems like forever. But you also know the ways in which you’ve been showing up to your life have left you… not wanting to show up to your life. 😩
♛ You’ve done the work. And it’s left you feeling pretty damn mortal. Mortally wounded. Mortally creative. Mortally uninspired.
♛ You know who the fuck you are… you just haven’t exactly been living into it as of late. It’s like the muse lost her way to your body and art and you’ve been existing in a between space of banality and muck… waiting for her to {finally} show up again.
♛ You are power. Not merely powerful. You are the primordial power of the ancients and God and creation itself. And you KNOW this… but you’re also kinda terrified by this.
♛ You’re ready, willing, and able to go all in {and stay all in} on all of you. No matter what. But only in the ways that fully turn on {and sooth} your ragged, haggard Refugee Soul.
♛ You’re at a precipice… No. You’ve BEEN at a precipice. For a lifetime {or five}. And you’re no longer available to keep backsliding on your magic and the Wilds. Not this time. Not this you.
♛ Someone who has not yet excavated and explored their own magic, creativity, energy, and soul.
♛ Someone who {still} believes the world is inherently bad or out to get you, and leaves you with no hope for yourself or the collective.
♛ Someone who blames others and projects their malcontent onto others.
♛ Someone who will be a hassle for myself, my amazing Goddess Friday, or any of my other clients/community.
♛ Someone who wants to keep playing Muggle Dick Games™… with themselves, with the medicine born to their soul, with life itself.
♛ Someone who would rather TALK about it, than BE about it.
You will not only face your deepest uncertainties, disconnection, disbeliefs, and fears… you will lean the fuck INTO them.
You will call them into your pussy and womb.
You will coax and dissolve them back into the Wilds.
You will drip this raw, honeyed nectar into every nook and cranny of who you are, over and over {and over} again.
You will remember who the fuck you were always going to be…
And you will live, love, lead, and create accordingly.
Ad finitum. Amen.
Let’s get this shit.
You know it.
You already KNOW it.
In the bloodied soil that fertilizes your creativity and marrow and soul.
You know.
And IF you know…
There’s only one thing left to do.
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I’ve spent the last two + decades using sports psychology, movement, breathwork, sexual energy medicine, storytelling, and creative expression to guide powerhouse athletes, artists, entrepreneurs, and executives into the reclamation of the Sovereign Wilds within their own bodies.
My work evokes and provokes the somatic decolonization of systemic racialized and sexualized trauma in the bodies of Melanated Kin/BIWOC creators {and white co-conspirators of the antiracism revolution at hand}.
And one thing I know today is this: We alone hold the keys to our freedom… and when we shake off the shackles around the immutable mystery we hold inside, we unlock our creativity and unleash our capacity for impact in the world.
I lead {re}wilding quests, ceremonies, and intensives {both online and in other potent “between spaces”} for Creators, Messengers, and Wisdom Keepers who have received the Call to further initiate their own innate power and expression.
You can find me living and creating at the crossroads of Erotic Abolitionism™ {my medicine and body of work}, archetypal storytelling, sensual body movement, liberatory praxis and practice, systemic racialized and sexualized trauma healing, multidimensional creation, decolonized energetics, and elemental remembrance.
I am a student of perennial creativity, indigenous wisdom, and the primal untaming of our own lives… and I am obsessed with how we can interweave our belonging, sexual energy, and art to activate the liberation and change we are here to midwife into the world.
For the few who are called.
We should make mention:
This is an intensive AND regenerative exploration of the ley lines of magic that were born to you and for you.
A primal potentate for the releasing of who you no longer desire to be… because it was never who you CAME here to be.
As you become the grounded, certain, nourished, uninhibited expression of the TOTALITY and FULLNESS of your God-born everything.
As such, this initiation will be what it’ll be.
A raw, immutable excursion into the underworld, shadow, and majesty of that which you KNOW that you are.
If you need the exact specifications and landmasses on this Wild terrain… laid out in the most precise, taut, and rigid of ways… that is not how this will be going down.
Just a heads up and, perhaps, one FINAL final warning.
𓄇 success, mastery, craft
𓄇 systems and needle movers
𓄇 holding the line on who you say {and know} that you are
𓄇 archetypal and multidimensional momentum
𓄇 your body of “work”
𓄇 regenerative energetics
𓄇 polarities of the ancient feminine and cosmic masculine
𓄇 rage and grief walking as medicine
𓄇 fecundity of art and the madness
Rites Of The Ancient Feminine was filmed live in the fall of 2021.
We met over three days, with two InterWilding Breaks each day.
You might choose to include these breaks for yourself as you are moving through the intensive, as you desire.
You will have lifetime access to all of the content {or for as long as the interwebs are up and running}.
{Rites and order are subject to shapeshifting, as shown and offered up by the Wilds.}
➳ Private Nīk Nation membership site
➳ Lifetime access
➳ Unlimited access to future updates
➳ Cultivating Wild Remembrance & Erotic Potential
➳ Erotic Alchemy for Storytellers
You know it.
You already KNOW it.
In the bloodied soil that fertilizes your creativity and marrow and soul.
You know.
And IF you know…
There’s only one thing left to do.
Once you enroll, please check your email for your login.
If you have already enrolled in a program with me, please checkout with the same email and this program will be added to your account within 24-48 hours.
If this is your first time enrolling in a program with me, please check your email for instructions on setting up your membership site account.
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