I told the Universe that I was ready for a big initiation into my potential.
That I was ready to take risks. To come out of my hidey-hole. To stop needing permission. To be in the world in the full, truthful effulgent expressive of myself as a creator, artist, woman.
This is what it pitched back to me during a meditation that irrevocably changed my everything:
A high-voltage initiation of the kind I did not ask for- a kundalini, sacral chakra explosion that not only knocked my socks off, it called me to embody it OUT LOUD, as a creator, an artist, a woman and a coach, bringing me to the very EDGE of my comfort zone to follow my sacred creational path.
And I was like, are you effing kidding me? This is what you want me- a cautious, late blooming recovering wallflower, raised to worry about what people will think of me- to be and to bring to the world? Can't we start with something less... edgy?
The Universe just smiled.
And P*ssytwinkle was born.
I know what you’re thinking.
Sure, it’s THAT, but THAT is held in a container that is vastly more than THAT.
It is Svadhishthana, the Sanskrit name for the sacral chakra, the “dwelling place of self".
It is the place that houses the life force energies of love and pleasure- both giving and receiving. The place of our emotions and sensuality, our soul wisdom and our purpose, our pleasure and desire.
It is where we touch our truth and our knowing. It is the fire of our inspiration and our creativity. It is our souls’ true north.
And it was familiar to me- I had felt it there all my life: When I was touched by beauty. When I felt inspired to create art. When I felt loved and adored- and loving and adoring. When I knew the God-honest truth of my knowing and my desires. When it twinkled my YES.
But I was pretty good at numbing it out because of what it asked of me: That I prize feeling it and expressing it over what other people want from me.
Once we feel it, we can’t unfeel it.
We can ignore it, but not without a deep, heart-breaking knowing that we are denying ourselves the experience of ourselves in our one precious lifetime. That we are muting all the creative hotspots of our love and desire and pain and grief- THE TRUTH OF WHO WE ARE.
Five years after the Universe dropped this love bomb on me- I received notice from no less than the United States of America Patent and Trademark Office: APPROVED.
She is now P*ssytwinkle®- a registered trademark!
Showing her to the world feels soooo edgy and vulnerable to me. But fear blocks her energy. And her energy is too vital and precious to me to block it.
It is my mission to teach women where their creational power lives in them.
Ladies, if you aren’t currently in my private P*ssywinkle® FB group and want to be, contact me! We practice feminine creational powers of self-devotion, self-love, in our lives, our work, and our relationships.
And if you are there aleady, its about to get LIT.
And fellas-sorry. You have a sacral chakra as a power source and a true north, too, but I can only speak of the body I know! A world of women with P*ssytwinkle® power is what you want- trust me. And buckle up.
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