The Freedom of Sacred Saliva

Let’s start with this.
What makes saliva sacred?
Nothing, other than it’s an element of our Divine body, and as everything, every bodily fluid, is part of us, in this Divine body.
And if we were more aware of this, we would probably do some things very differently. I certainly know I would have.

Now let’s talk about the freedom of saliva.

Man to Man Kashmiri Massage

For a man to sit opposite another man and to look into his eyes is powerful.
For a man to sit naked opposite another man is powerful.
For a man to hold his hands out to another man is powerful.
For a man to be acknowledged by another man is powerful.
For a man to sit with his heart against that of another man is powerful.
For a man to be held by, to hold, another man is powerful.
For a man to breathe with another man is powerful.
For a man to be touched, to touch, another man is powerful.
For a man to receive from another man is powerful.

Be Still and Know

I went to dancing on Saturday night, around the fire, with the wind and some rain.
Sensual.
And primal.
Moments of just the music in my ears and my body moving, the earth beneath my feet, the sensation on my skin.
In one way so simple, something ancient.
Moving to music.
It does do much, on so many levels for us, thus dance.
I often compare the dance to massage, the dance of my hands on your skin. The sensation of the touch, the space it opens in your body, the stillness within, the intimacy of our eyes meeting for a moment.
I feel new space open in my body, in my dance. The deep stillness when the movement stops.

The Gates of the Temple, A Ritual

The Gates of the Temple.
The Lips of your Yoni.

Approach the temple with reverence.
In your eyes, in your heart, in your hands.
This is sacred ground.
She is of the earth, of the stars, of the ocean.
The Divine Breath flows in her body.
The Divine Fire burns in her heart.
The Divine Nectar flows in the space behind these gates.

She Got Fire

She got fire.
From deep in the earth.
From the volcano that burns in the deep of the ocean.
From the stars that give birth to worlds.
She got fire.
In her eyes, in her words, in her belly.
In her sex, she got fire.