The sultry chanteuse, Pilar, sings:

“I’m naked and taken in a trusting so deep. I’m never forsaken as I fall into sleep”

In each of us there is a longing to be taken.

Someone inside each of us wishes to trust so fully that we can surrender completely, at last, to pleasure, love, and the divinely erotic life force itself.

Trust is the key here.

Most of us have been betrayed, rejected, shamed, neglected, demeaned, or hurt by one we loved at sometime - yes?

After each hurt, we become a little more distant, more dis-integrated, more walled off from sensation, creation, penetration, and relation.

We lose the knowing and ability to open Trusts’ doors and windows. We love partially alive, encased in a dark, numb, anxiety ridden place.

In the longing to find surrender to Divine Bliss, or to find the our own ability to be The Guide to Divine Passion, some of us will experiment with love’s wilder sides hoping to blast past our own inhibitions. Instead, we may find addiction and the ever increasing hunger for MORE.

Some will harvest the fruits from love’s wilder shores and bring them home to nourish the hearth. We will develop trust in ourselves and learn to bring healing the hurting hearts of others.

Perhaps, like me, you have been fantasizing for years that the Ideally Intuitive Lover would come along. No one has ever seemed good enough. After the high of new love or new experience, there comes the eventual “let down.”

Perhaps, like me, you have wondered what to do with this unfulfilled longing and lack of trust in another human being.

Priestess Mirae told me. . .

“To have the longing, is to have the vision. To have the vision, is to have the calling to become that for which we long.”

When I received this “teaching” I began to research, read, experiment, explore, and train in BEING the Mage of Love.

Something weird happened. I began to love being the Erotic Guide. I stopped making my lover’s wrong when they weren’t mind readers. My relationships got better.

Cool!

Do I still periodically long to be taken by another on a journey of soulful surrender into my own bliss?

YES!

And each time I feel the longing, I choose to use it as a catalyst to go deeper into my own ability to BE a Sorceress of the Sensual.

For instance, this past weekend I felt the desire to surrender. I reminded myself that my beloved probably had no idea that I wanted to be soulfully ravished, with tender ferocity. No what that might look like.

I laid him down on soft flannel sheets and began to caress his body from top to toe, from sensation to essence with long luxurious pets. (Remember, long strokes release the Relaxation Chemical of Oxytocin.)

I lay down next to him and cradled his body while I rocked him into trance like bliss and massaged his sinews.

As we engaged in intercourse, I invited my energy to entwine in breath and vision with his. I began to rawly evoke his Inner God, by singing and chanting words such as. . .

Your beauty shatters my heart and arouses my soul
Your heart inflames my deepest passions
Your body and sinews enrapture me
Your kiss is a sorcery of pleasure
You heal me with your touch
Your effulgent phallus is my magic wand
You are within me body, breath, blood, and bone
You are the fire that catalyzes energy
You are the air that fondles the earth into Springs orgasm
You are the water that expands to fill all crevices
You are the tree that roots deeply into the moist ground
Your love is as huge as the night sky and as intimate as a whisper
I have loved you before you were born and I shall love you beyond death
You are the divine radiance of the dark and the light
I become all that I am in loving you

As I speak the soul’s words we undulate as snakes, as waves of sound, as breath, as slick bodies.

Bliss, pleasure and arousal expand throughout our bodies and take us both into a place of no separation, ALL, the dance of energy.

For hours, moments, days, lifetimes, flickers and waves of orgasmic energy course throughout our bodies.

The waves focus on, around and in the nautilus of my vulva and flow out through our chakras, energy pathways, hair, nails. Several times.

We come to a place of stillness.

Our bodies enraptured with one another.

We are full. Sated. Satiated. Sanctified.

We will feel this for days. But for now, we slide into the nirvana of post-coital bliss. It is the most perfect of sleeps.

At the edge of my conscious knowing, I realize the hunger for surrender will arise again. Again I will choose to deepen as a Priestess of Love.

Where are you in the journey to be Love’s Healer, Guide, Shaman, and Conductor?