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In the beginning was not error, not disobedience, not shame.
In the beginning was consciousness—whole, infinite, undivided.
And consciousness, desiring to know itself,did what all living intelligence does:it differentiated.
It split itselfnot as a fall,but as a creative act.
Masculine and feminine.Human and divine.Earthly and cosmic.Form and formlessness.Witness and experience.
Not to punish itself —but to touch itself.To feel.To see.To create through contrast.
The tragedy was never the split itself.The tragedy was forgettingthat the split was temporaryand sacred.
We were taught to call this separation “sin,”to fear the body,to distrust desire,to exile the humanin pursuit of the divine.
But what if the true invitationwas never transcendence away from life—but incarnation fully into it?
What if we are hereto inhabit the seeming opposites as one?
To let spirit breathe through flesh.To let heaven root into earth.To let masculine and femininedance inside a single nervous system.
Not to erase polarity —but to hold it consciously.
Every form is consciousnessremembering itself from a new angle.
Every body is a meeting placewhere the human and the divineagree to touch again.
This is not a story of sin.It is a story of return.
Not back to sameness —but forward into integrated wholeness.
And we are not broken.We are brave enoughto live inside the mysteryuntil it knows itself as love.
This came through me the other day, hear it here.
Making love to a woman who embodies her true nature, which is Love, is a creative experience of dissolution of the ego/limited self, merging into oneness, remembering our divinity and coming back reborn anew. The womb symbolizes the formlessness out of which everything arises, and being inside of it one is nurtured, nourished, replenished and enriched with new potentials and possibilities. It is a blissful opportunity to shed thoughts, feelings, beliefs and ideas which no longer serve us and re-emerge with new inspiration, direction and drive. Knowledge is dead and static, knowing is alive and constantly flowing. A woman in touch with her true nature is like nature - constantly changing, expanding, evolving, in tune with the ebb and flow of the life-death-life cycles (through her own menstrual cycle), balanced, harmonious, radiant. Touching her body and being immersed in it is like bathing in the waters of a warm mineral spring - the more love and care you put into her, the more will be returned to you, for she multiplies it all.
Feeling called to share my sensual experience of the world in 1-min videos – “Sensual Exploration with Ava” – on YouTube! 💃☀️🧚♀️ Let’s explore our wondrous 5 senses together – touch, taste, hear, smell, see with me! You can follow along and copycat – like a scavenger hunt! It only takes a minute of presence a day, planning to do it for 30-days and then we shall see 😻
sensing
energetic
signature
sweet
sensual
passionate
soul
poetry
confined
in
rusty
armor
of old
stories…
fingertips
tracing
rough
edges
volcano
eager
to erupt
but determined
to stay
dormant…
sharp
lava
leaves
paper cuts:
enough
blood.
leaving
rugged
terrain
behind
for
new
pages
of valleys
and water
words
worlds
meandering
gently
ever
so
freely
feeling
flowers…
the bodies
know.
{smooth surfaces}
I love books and sharing them, so I decided to start a Book Club!! First book is “The Book of Qualities” by J. Ruth Gendler – pairing her beautiful personified descriptions of human qualities with simple daily moments in short YouTube videos. Enjoy and follow along if you are enjoying 🙂
I am Mother Goddess.
I gave birth to this world, to every single living thing in this Universe
From the grain of sand to the biggest Sun.
I love my children so much, for they are a continuation of me
and Father God.
We are contained in them, they are contained in us
An endless spiral into Infinity.
I am always here for them
Yet they have forgotten of my existence.
They long for my loving embrace
But they do not remember which is the way home.
There is a sacred doorway they need to enter
One they have kept shut for too long
The doorway of the heart.