Stunningly on point. I remember accidentally discovering a stack of Hustlers in the cleaning closet at a house I used to babysit at with my mom...I was also a pre-teen. It seemed so incongruous with the two people who were raising these young children; how could he/they(?) be looking at such hard-core images...and now with the internet...sigh. You're totally right. It's vile. And there's another way.
I feel you. It's so disturbing to learn what perversions fester in the minds of the people we know and trust. But becoming conscious of it all, as hard as it is to look at, is the only way to truly heal it. Power to you for having the courage to see things as they are ❤️
Thank you for having the soul-nourishing humility to lead by example (I can certainly relate). I receive and share your eloquent prophecy of our collective erotic capabilities. For now, I'll share this from the Song of Songs:
She: While the king was at his table, my perfume spread its fragrance.
My beloved is to me a sachet of myrrh resting between my breasts.
My beloved is to me a cluster of henna blossoms from the vineyards of En Gedi.
He: How beautiful you are, my darling! Oh, how beautiful! Your eyes are doves.
She: How handsome you are, my beloved! Oh, how charming! And our bed is verdant.
He: The beams of our house are cedars; our rafters are firs.
Ah, Song of Solomon! I learned from The Bible Project on YouTube that this book of the Bible is a love letter about Wisdom, where sensual desires is a metaphor for wanting to be closer to God. Divine!
And a quote from Song of Solomon is actually the opening lyric to one of my favorite songs by Bat for Lashes, about her yearning for her soulmate. It moves my so deeply to hear her sing longingly of her cosmic lover: https://youtu.be/hEyWX6yspOM?si=CMlqfuGpaQktSoWo
And, speaking from firsthand experience, I joyfully urge everyone to sign up for your SymbolSpeak course! A brilliant, life-altering gift: https://www.alicen-grey.com/symbolspeak
Stunningly on point. I remember accidentally discovering a stack of Hustlers in the cleaning closet at a house I used to babysit at with my mom...I was also a pre-teen. It seemed so incongruous with the two people who were raising these young children; how could he/they(?) be looking at such hard-core images...and now with the internet...sigh. You're totally right. It's vile. And there's another way.
I feel you. It's so disturbing to learn what perversions fester in the minds of the people we know and trust. But becoming conscious of it all, as hard as it is to look at, is the only way to truly heal it. Power to you for having the courage to see things as they are ❤️
Thank you for having the soul-nourishing humility to lead by example (I can certainly relate). I receive and share your eloquent prophecy of our collective erotic capabilities. For now, I'll share this from the Song of Songs:
She: While the king was at his table, my perfume spread its fragrance.
My beloved is to me a sachet of myrrh resting between my breasts.
My beloved is to me a cluster of henna blossoms from the vineyards of En Gedi.
He: How beautiful you are, my darling! Oh, how beautiful! Your eyes are doves.
She: How handsome you are, my beloved! Oh, how charming! And our bed is verdant.
He: The beams of our house are cedars; our rafters are firs.
Ah, Song of Solomon! I learned from The Bible Project on YouTube that this book of the Bible is a love letter about Wisdom, where sensual desires is a metaphor for wanting to be closer to God. Divine!
And a quote from Song of Solomon is actually the opening lyric to one of my favorite songs by Bat for Lashes, about her yearning for her soulmate. It moves my so deeply to hear her sing longingly of her cosmic lover: https://youtu.be/hEyWX6yspOM?si=CMlqfuGpaQktSoWo
Divine, indeed! 🙏
And, speaking from firsthand experience, I joyfully urge everyone to sign up for your SymbolSpeak course! A brilliant, life-altering gift: https://www.alicen-grey.com/symbolspeak
A lot of work, but you're doing it!! I know how hard it is. Power to you 💓