The divine sexlife…

A bit of a pretentious headline mayhaps? But then again I guess I always saw the divine and everything else as one, or at least the possibility to experience the divine as part of life on Earth. Follow the divine in your heart and miracles will follow. That’s how I feel about it.

I also believe that the carnal enables the divine, rather than the opposite way around, if and only if, you are driven by love. We have been blessed by five very physical senses and those enable us to feel the pleasure of life on a carnal plane. I believe that’s divine.

If, on the other hand, carnal desires rule you, they will destroy your pleasure because it will be filled with guilt. If I eat chocolate because I love it, I will eat just enough to feel satisfied. If I eat it to suppress something else, I won’t enjoy it as something else is bugging me and the likelihood is that I will overeat and feel guilt as it isn’t serving my body, my temple on Earth. If I want sex and just sex it’s like having sex with only five of a hundred emotions possible, whereas if you look for the divine in sex and the person you are with, if there is love, so for a stranger, that’s very, very different. If you see the divine within it I mean.

Most of us are quite numb to love and the divine as we are busy surviving, our focus entirely on the plane of the carnal. Society teaches us a path that is often very harsh, very numbing. Life seems hard, unfair and very frightening. Moving forward together in love and light…well that sounds like a hippie phrase, not based in reality. Co-operation across the globe for a better tomorrow seems far fledged when people debate the size of cucumbers allowed across borders and shoot others because 2000 years ago there was a division of the land. People are brought up with a mentality that doesn’t necessarily focus on worshipping the divine in life and each other.

I came across this article today, which inspired this post. I didn’t really come across it. It was more like shoved in my face by my best friend. It’s about worshipping the divine in women, the feminine. Although you probably all know by now that I can’t stand the talk that the feminine is superior to the masculine, as we all have superior qualities and balance between the two is my personal theory of superiority (yin and yang), I do love this article. It’s a bit long and winding, but it has a few points, the main being that within a woman there is the sacred feminine. in her core. For a man to reach there, there are a few gates he has to pass through. He has to have the patience and the willingness to get there. In the same way I believe there is a way to the masculine divinity within a man.

I also believe the article touches upon another great point, namely that in each thing, each being, there is a teacher, or a source of wisdom, if you are only willing to learn. A tree will speak to me if I study it, as will a man. And I don’t mean speak in words, but by observing we will learn. We will learn what makes a tree strong. We will learn what makes a man strong. In the same way we will learn what will break a tree and what will break a man. Sometimes it’s good to be like the tree, sometimes it’s good to be like the man. And maybe, just maybe, if you listen to your own heart it will tell you the same tales through your sixth sense if you are open and loving. I believe love protects you and guides you.

To have the patience to enter the divine in each being, in each thing, is a blessing. It’s a blessing because you will discover a world of beauty and magic. It takes a lot of patience though. A lot of silent belief in each and everything. Personally, whether I am trying to get to know a dog, a child, or a man I just sit down and wait. I put myself in a state of calm and openness and I wait. Sooner or later most animals and humans sense the calm and they open up in a positive way. Sometimes this leads to telepathy as well as you become open to their feelings and thoughts, for better or worse you become a channel through which their energy passes.

Who a person is in their heart, unless they are very attuned with themselves and open, is not who they will act out at all times. This is why it takes time to get to the divine of a person – ideally it would be seen easily by all, because everyone would be living it.

And divine sex….uhm…welll, I think it is heart to heart, soul to soul, feeling love and compassion in your heart whilst making love. All gates open whilst making love and appreciating the sex and the feelings it brings to your body and to your partner. To feel thankful for the divine in the carnal.

 

 

For you gorgeous…

Maybe men are from Mars and women from Venus and God knows where the rest of the animals are from, but I'm glad we got to meet on Earth...

I met a woman today that hadn’t traveled outside the States and she was a bit sad about it….something about not having gone to Australia to marry a surfer… I love to travel and I have been blessed to have seen a lot, but what I thought of when I spoke with this woman, is that no matter where I have gone, the most wonderful things have always come from people. Different cultures, different sights, different situations have taught me a great deal of things, but the people always brought me the most joy. Not because there aren’t dick heads out there…be warned, there are…but because a lot of people have gone out of their way to help me and human beings are the only ones I can relate to 100%. I can do my best to put myself in the position of a dog, or a cat…or a tree on the road, but I don’t really connect with the rest of the world as I do with other humans and connection is a most wonderful thing. To feel seen, understood and loved…it’s amazing.

We can connect with people wherever we are. We don’t have to travel around the world to do so. The woman I met apparently dreamt of surfers in Australia, but it’s not about being with a surfer in Australia, is it? It’s about being with someone you love.

I think our ability to relate is partly why we are here – to support one another and the planet as a whole. Because maybe we can’t be a cat, or a dog and therefore not have the same connection with them as we have with humans, but we know what it feels like when someone beats us up, mentally or physically, so often we try to prevent that from happening to others – whether humans or animals. We have the ability to protect one another and help this Earth flourish. We have the ability of choice. Of sympathy. Of understanding. Of thought. And when you come across a person who makes this world a better place to be, or who shows you sympathy and love, who helps you become a better person by sharing their wisdom, or who simply hugs you, or whom you truly connect with beyond words…it’s a miracle. It’s been a very frequent miracle in my life. Thank you. Thank you so much.

Is being an entrepreneur sexy???

It’s Easter. I’ve spent most of the weekend working on my biz. The one I wish I was working on exclusively, instead of having to put up with another job. Last week I almost got fired for mispronouncing a name. Got me thinking about what business is really all about.

With the years I have learnt a lot from my studies, whether in school, or on my own and from the people I have surrounded myself with. Basically I have learnt a lot about business. I have learnt the game of making money. Yet, is that what business is all about? Truly? The CFO will say yes. Of course you need assets to operate. You can’t create clothes if you have no fabric, or employ people if they have no salary. Nor can you keep working on your business to evolve it unless you have the means to do so. However, what purpose does your business serve? Does it fill a need? Do you SERVE the people working for you? Do you SERVE your customers? Are they there for you, or are you there for them? Or are you just there to try to make people buy a product they don’t need so you can make money and show off? They say any good business solves a problem for people, but I doubt that the new plastic jewelry collection, made with poisonous material, created by slave workers will truly solve a problem. It may satisfy people’s egos to own the new trinket…and the owner may become a millionaire and the world will admire him/her for having created something no one needs and made a fortune out of it…but seriously?

And those cheap cotton clothes we buy to save our earnings from being spent…well they may solve our problem, but cotton pesticides are one of the largest pollutants on the planet, creating another problem. Smart business cheap, nice looking clothes. Not so smart for our health. We vote with our cash. A business will no longer exist if no one puts cash into it. Even if we can’t afford all organic, we can buy one organic thing a month, right? One Fairtrade one? One that donates proceeds to a worthy cause?

We may not be able to do everything, but we can do something.

What’s more…all these big corporations: they literally rule the world. Power is where cash, or weapons are. People complain a lot about corporations. Yet, where do they go for their morning coffee? Their frozen yoghurt? Their clothes shopping? To the big brand names. I respect some big brand names, I really do. They have built trust. They have created something worthwhile. They have amazing people making up their organizations. And if an organizations is good…well, then it should grow. Last week I went to fix my Macbook for free. I raved about customer service, shop design, innovative ideas…on and on the list went and I usually go hallelujah when I fly Virgin as well, or shop at Whole Foods. Yet, it cannot be denied that large corporations make it harder for the smaller ones, but not everyone wants to be an entrepreneur either and some markets are obviously more suited for the smaller entrepreneur.

All entrepreneurs and corporations are fighting for their place in the game, preferably as the ruler of their niche. But what’s the fight about? A better world, or a bigger ego? I know, I know – business is all about growth, the economic system and blahdejahde…but what about us? What about this planet? Have you seen The Company Of Men? It’s an interesting take on modern-day America.

I guess the bottom line is this: are we here to serve each other and the planet, or just ourselves? Are we giving, or are we taking? What are the long-term solutions that will make us feel good about ourselves and grow a future for the following generations and for this planet? What are we striving for? What is our purpose? If we have free will, which, potentially, we do, then we choose that. We choose our purpose. We choose if we are here to conquer the world to look great, or if we are here to give as much as we can in our lifetime.

Sex fantasies at work…

Confession time…I’m not always a saint. I was helping some friends out today, selling a special kind of self-fusing silicone tape at a trade show, wanting to learn sales and all that. A fair trade-off. At one point there were no customers around and I started telling my best friend about a memory I had of someone’s lower anatomy. I’m afraid I can’t go into details, but we were crying with laughter (a.k.a. titillated giggling).

Then, of course, out of the blue a customer showed up. Now my job is to have their finger wrapped up in this magical tape to prove that it has no adhesive, sticks to itself and is so strong it will cut off their blood circulation in a matter of seconds. Then rattle off all the things it’s good for. Having done this before though, I have heard all the things this tape could be good for…in bed…as a condom, cock ring, bondage tape…

“Hey there Sir, come on over (and I’ll wrap you up with some bondage tape). Have a feel of this (really, feeeeel this). It’s not sticky, right? (No, it’s something else.) Is it stuck? Here, let me help you roll it off and it forms an O ring (cock ring). Seals up any kind of leaks you have…” At this stage I lost it. I laughed so hard I couldn’t speak. My best friend was hiding under a table laughing, pretending to be packing something down. I had to have her take over the pitch because I was shaking uncontrollably and 100% unable to speak.

My best friend managed to get through the pitch, but with considerable pauses for laughing. The guy we were pitching to joined in the laughter a few times. By the end of the pitch, I was no longer listening, as I had another customer on my hands. I saw him buying the tape in the corner of my eye though.

As my customer left, my best friend came over to tell me that the man had told her it had been so lovely to hear us laugh. He hadn’t laughed for a while. His daughter died two weeks ago and our laughter had reminded him of her.

I think it’s important to remember that we never know how we affect the people in our lives. We don’t know what they are going through on the inside. Being nice to people can make or break their day.

I also believe that a hearty laughter is heart warming. Laugh on people. You never know who will smile with you! And humanity is a lot nicer for comfort than any “happy-pill” I’m sure.

Hello…

I was at the airport today, because due to some sort of event extraordinaire, it was once again open. Whilst there, I saw a couple of families with kids.

Two siblings, both boys, were standing in front of me in the check in line. I don’t know how old they were, but I’m guessing 4 and 2. As their mom checked in another family was checking in next to them. A boy, maybe 3 or 4, was with that family. As the kids met, they stood about a meter or less apart and stared at each other. They didn’t say anything, they just looked at one another. It was as if they recognized that they had something in common – they were all kids and they were boys. It was as if they were trying to take this in. Figure each other out.

One little one who was waiting by the gate was standing looking around at all the people, who were smiling at him. It was like he was checking everyone out, trying to make out what kind of people they were.

When you get older you don’t stare at people. This is rude. Instead you quickly glance at someone and make up your mind about them. Rude to stare. Right. Yet, in those few seconds you made up your mind about a person. I’m not saying you can’t – if you know people, you know a lot from just looking at them for a few seconds, but you don’t know the whys, now do you? Or you know why that person became that way? Unless you are a mind reader, and I mean a real one, not a mentalist, it would be hard to know.

I was looking out the bus window the other day. The bus was driving through a field next to the sea. It was a grayish day, filled with clouds. I thought about painting the scenery – it was a perfect watercolor. I pondered on the colors I would use. It seemed obvious, right – grays, whites and greens. No, not so. Soon I discovered that just about every other color was also hiding in the fields and the sky that day.

People are like landscapes in a way – some are like mountains, others like the sea, yet others like the fields. We are different, but within the make-up of each person is the same rainbow of colors, if some more prominent than others.

We all like kids. Maybe because we know they are unlikely to judge us if we are nice to them, whereas grown-ups will judge us even if we are nice to them. Nor are kids very set in their ways, so it might be easier for us to get along with them.

Of course we all have more, or less, in common with certain people and it has been proven that within seconds you will figure out whom you have the most in common with in a group. Even though we don’t have that much in common with someone though, it doesn’t mean that they are bad people, or that we have the right to look down on them. If we understood a person’s past, their thoughts and emotional states, I think it would be very hard for us to judge them. We might not want to necessarily be friends with them, but when you understand someone it’s hard not to feel some sort of connection. After all, the color palette is the same. And I’ll be damned if you can’t learn something from everyone you meet. So if that is to diminish the part of you that’s like them, but maybe you’ll be pleasantly surprised and learn that within them, just as within you, somewhere there is gold.

I think people watch TV, read books and go to the movies to see what other people think like, to somehow belong with them a bit and through their journey get to understand themselves a bit better. Yet, when we meet each other in life we often focus on what makes us so different from one another. Because let’s face it – we have no great adventure to relate to, as we don’t know them. We cannot see their adventure (even if we know them, we only see them in the moment, not in the perspective of time – we are not watching the journey, we are part of it), hence we just judge their behavior.

When I paint a portrait of someone I always find beauty in their features, because they tell a tale, a journey. When I meet someone in the street I register their general style, mood and behavior. I have no time to look for their journey. No time to find beauty. Or do I? Am I just blind? Am I stressing to make millions when I could be engaging in life? Do I care more about Louis Vuitton (or, well, my “oh so exciting” business that will, praise the lord, hopefully buy my a new handbag…well you know my old Vuitton is falling to pieces, so it’s about time…;)) than taking a moment to just be with someone. Not just be there, but be with them?

I realize that when I spend time with certain relatives I get bored. I want to go back to working on something. The only reason I’m bored is because I am not focused. So if I don’t agree with them in everything, I could at least pay them the courtesy of truly being there for them, with them. And learn something new about the person right in front of me.

When I saw this little kid at the airport looking around at everyone it baffled me how easy it can be to forget about what matters most – the person standing right in front of you. Next time I meet someone I would love just to stand stare them in the eye for a while. Study them. All of them. And instead of thinking it’s rude, I think staring is the greatest compliment you could ever pay someone.

People say that you’re going the wrong way when it’s simply a way of your own.

I don’t believe in guilt, I believe in living on impulse as long as you never intentionally hurt another person, and don’t judge people in your life. I think you should live completely free.

Love one person, take care of them until you die. You know, raise kids. Have a good life. Be a good friend. And try to be completely who you are. And figure out what you personally love. And like go after it with everything you’ve got no matter how much it takes.

That’s the reason we kind of exist. It’s like our Job. To give to each other. And learn from each other. To capture moments of people. So it’s really strange to have somebody ignore the obvious human being right in front of them.

– Angelina Jolie