It’s you baby.

The deepest thing you are craving

desiring

yearning

and dripping for

Is you.

Full on.

Turned on.

Pulsing

With Life.

You. Your own muse.

Your own creatrix.

Basically being fucked open by life.

This is the original emanation and intention of overflow.

The evolution of creation.

Oozing through you.

For the pollination of all.

But first, we have to open you up way up.

This is a course ( ehem, experience, ….. cough cough ….. life) with no modalities.

It’s taking away all the forms and boxes so that you can emanate.

I’m not going to give you tools, you are the living essence of the divine in form.

Your whole life is a symphony of creation.

To unleash your wild, we have to talk away the leash (for now).

I want to open you up to you. To fully deeply feel you.

To let the lifeblood of who you are dance and procreate through your cells.

I want you ripe with desire.

And to allow yourself to flow.

To trust the imminent impulse of life that simply is you.

Orgasming into the form and formless in every waking and sleeping and in between moment.

This is the life we came here to live. And we are not holding back.

Over our time together we will flow… we will let our life fully become the playground it always has been.

We won’t just smell the roses, we will bathe in the oceans.

We will make love, to ourselves, to others, to life.

We will give ourselves permission to fuck it up, and know that even that can feel good.

When we open ourselves up raw and fully we begin to taste the quintessence of god/goddess universe.

The power of all life coming through us.

This is our creatrix nature….directed and submitted…. to all our existence.

We don’t just meet with ourself.

We merge with ourself and let all of life be breathed