Ideas of Sacred Sex

In an online conversation today, it was mentioned by an aquaintance that he finds sacred sexuality too "serious," without room for exploring in a playful way.  He is a fairly kinky fellow, as am I, and I can see his point.  In all of my book study thus far, I am finding a lot less sex than I thought. Also, in my meeting with other sacred sexuality practitioners, I find they focus on energy work and massage. They rarely, if ever offer full service. It may be a legality thing, or a personal boundary and either way, it's up to them.

What we view as sacred is shaped by many things, including how we were raised, our culture and society. Sacred things are touched by God, and profane things are not.

I take a wider view of the sacred.  Sacred sex does not need to be serious, quiet or solemn.  It can be crass, silly, even perverted. The Sacred exists in all things, manifested or potentially; usually a combination of both.  I do not separate between sacred and profane, at least not in a conventional way.  The archetype of the Trickster has taught me there is sacredness in profanity, wisdom in folly, and foolishness is the serious.  Any true idea contains its opposite within.

I know that in my own work, I straddle a line between the sacred sex priestess and the unabashed whore. And I like that. Not everyone who comes to me wants a heavy "sacred" vibe, or deep conversation.  Sometimes they just need to be touched, to spend naked time with a lovely woman, or get their rocks off.  Sometimes they don't know why.  But its my job to read that desire and deliver it, and that's what I love and miss about this.

The Body as Temple

I've been on a sort of health kick: taking yoga, eating lots of greens and organics, and exploring the idea of body as temple. It has been helpful in keeping my presence in my body fully. All too often, I live in my head.  Sex, of course, is a great way of being fully present in the body-sometimes to the point that the mind seems to dissolve into it.

Focusing on the health of my body, my first temple, has allowed me slow the pace of my mind's process. Helps me focus on the here and now, instead of a constant worry about the future (what will happen, am I prepared for it? what about contingency plans?)  and to just let things be.  It has helped me focus on myself in the moment.

My yoga teacher asked us to thank everyone who loved us into being during our meditation (legs up in the air, heels against the wall).  There were many people to thank: my parents, my family, my close friends.  But I also wanted to thank my clients here, all those who loved this inner harlot out into being. 

The Song Remains the Same

What delightful exploits can I tell you about? Not so much. I have mostly been studying and contemplating my next move. I've accepted the fact that things are going to move slowly (until something changes and it all happens at once!) and I am taking this cue from the universe. I know I won't be able to offer full days of I call for some time now, and I can't pretend that I'll be able to change that anytime soon. Instead, I am looking to see what I am capable of offering and making it special. Short appointments, midday appointments....not so much.  Longer sessions have always been a favorite of mine, and I think this will be key. I'd like to ask for a larger donation (to cover expensive I hotel costs) and relax the time constraints, encourage dinner dates and conversation. I also have an opportunity to take s three day workshop, on this favorite subject of mine. It could be intense(I hope so) and help me deepen this path that I am on.