HONOR YOUR PERIODS | ASTROLOGY OF MENSTRUATION | SACRED SEXUALITY DIVINE FEMININE | TINAHEALS | HD

The point in making this video is to help my clients and other women connect to their menstrual cycle to find healing. Believe me, period pains, infertility and miscarriages are more common than you think and it is time to reclaim the sacred process of MENSTRUATION which maybe a biological process, but has been spiritual overtures and is symbolic of the MOON’S MOVEMENT through the skies. The feminine body mimics this movement of Luna by holy menstruation…why make us ashamed because of the holy blood? Why think of us as unclean when we bleed because without us bleeding, there would be no future children. The process of biological reproduction is so so dependent on the holy menstrual cycle, yet we vilify it. I mean, is that what patriarchy intended/ To vilify the holy blood of the womb. Scientists are not WAKING UP TO THE HEALING STEM CELLS PRESENT in menstrual blood and are finding multiple uses for it. There are 2 main types of menstrual cycles- THE RED MOON CYCLE and the WHITE MOON CYCLE. I go pretty in depth in my discussion, so DO NOT MISS THIS… MOON and MARS are the main significators for menstruation in women, but SATURN is also involved with the pain.

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TINAHEALS ON CKIARA NATION | SEX WORK ACTIVISM | SACRED SEXUALITY

MUST WATCH!! Ckiara Nation, Tina Dispels myth of Lilith, Hidden Female History, Sacred Sexuality… Welcome back to Ckiara Nation We continue with our very special guest Tina Heals from Tinaheals.com, who is an Astrologist, Women’s History researcher, Bollywood writer, tarot card reader, and activist. In parts 1 and 2 she gave us a small bio and initiated us into the secrets of the Universe, planets, sacred sexuality, cancer sign, revered ancestral temple Priestess aka Sex workers path from incarnation. Today she continues with: *More in-depth Dark Moon Lilith understanding (you can go to her channel for the rest 12 signs in black moon Lilith) *BDSM can heal men *The path to Sacred sexuality in modern times, *A little on our female hidden histories (female warriors), *Females writers writing as men, the second sex *Sex as a tool for healing and much more! http://www.Ckiaranation.com CKIARA ROSE

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Welcome back to Ckiara Nation We are at the conclusion of Tina Heals, Sacred Sexuality the reincarnation of priest/esses, in our modern world. Striving plans to reinitiate the human race in the respect and alchemy of sacred sexuality, Sacred “Hors” (original name from BC to the time of Romans when they coined prostitutes and it was changed to whores in other Abrahamic and Islamic influenced developed nations AD. We’ve covered: Tina Heals from Tinaheals.com, who is an Astrologist, Women’s History researcher, Bollywood writer, tarot card reader, and activist. In parts 1 and 2 she gave us a small bio and initiated us into the secrets of the Universe, planets, sacred sexuality, cancer sign, revered ancestral temple Priestess aka Sex workers path from incarnation. *BDSM can heal men*The path to Sacred sexuality in modern times, *A little on our female hidden histories (female warriors), *Females writers writing as men, the second sex *Sex as a tool for healing and much more! Note: Dear followers, likers and subscribers, We at Ckiara Nation Family, have had a family issue and terrible scare and because one person does 70% schedule has been off. We are working to fix that. The honest truth is that my mother, had a possible leukemia diagnosis and then my sister is moving with her husband back to Tampa and taking her with her. In an attempt to keep her here, moving her stuff and Storing it with our dear friend Dennis Jacobs, while also bending to her refusal to go get the necessary tests, she was plagued with headaches and dizzy spells and finally, she was seen and went for emergency surgery, but it was postponed as the tumor is to small and the surgeon decided its better to run more test then cut her head open and put her on testosterone. I am deeply overwhelmed with taking on all her duties to her foundation, shooting a movie, taking clients and odd jobs, and doing this show. so bare with me/us, here at Ckiaranation. I’d like to extend a very huge hug and love to all those who have and continue to help me regardless of my strong character! Life is so short and we need to love one and other for its the best feeling in the world. We can’t love when we are dead so love those you love and tell them you love them every day and show them you love them even if they hate you give love, it’s the only way to change ourselves and our world for future generations to come Thank you guys for tunning in. Here we give you the conclusion of Tina from Tina heals

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SPIRITWORK DONE BY TINAHEALS | HEALING SERVICES IN DETAIL🌝 🌕 🌚 🌙 🌔 🌖 🌝

BELOW IS A LIST OF ALL THE SERVICES I PROVIDE…AT LEAST MOST OF THE WORK I DO

ASTROLOGY- NATAL, TROPICAL AND SIDEREAL BOTH

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TAROT – ALL KINDS OF SPREADS AND MULTIFACETED INTERPRETATIONS

SACRED SEXUAL MEDITATIONS, TOUCH THERAPY

TANTRIC HEALING/ SACRAL CHAKRA HEALING

TEACHING OF SEXUAL CONTINENCE

SEXUAL MENTOR- FOSTERING SEX POSITIVISM

ENERGETIC READING BASED ON SEXUALITY tarot and astro, UNDERSTAND YOUR SEXUAL JOURNEY…the stars know it all. RELEASE YOUR SEXUAL FORCE…IT IS YOUR MOST CREATIVE FORCE

GET YOUR EX BACK SPELL

PREVENT DIVORCE SPELL

STOP YOUR MAN FROM SLEEPING WITH OTHER WOMEN

WIN COURT CASE AND LEGAL PROBLEMS SPELL

REIKI- MULTIPLE UNIQUE TYPES (MY SPECIALTY IS PLANETARY BALANCE REIKI, done after a natal chart reading)

PLANETARY MAGICK- VEDIC AND MEDIEVAL TECHNIQUES

SPELL CASTING- LOVE/FINANCE/SEXUAL ATTRACTION/BEAUTY AND MUCH MORE WITH HOMEMADE EXCLUSIVE CANDLE CEREMONY

ORACLE CARDS

ANGEL HEALING- SHIELDS, PROTECTION, INVOCATION…again I like to connect you to the angels by studying your natal chart.

GUIDED MEDITATION AND HYPNOSIS

MANTRA WORKSHOPS IN DETAIL

MANTRA CHANTING FOR CLIENT

GODDESS WORKSHOPS- connect to ISHTAR/HECATE/KALI OR AVAN YAZDA

WATER MAGICK AND MANIFESTATION

DASAMAHAVIDYA INITIATION- DIKSHA

KALI PUJA – MULTIPLE REASONS

KALI/TARA DIKSHA AND SHAKTIPAATH

SHIV PUJA FOR CLIENT OR FAMILY

NAVAGRAHA PUJA- HOMAM AND PUJA- APPEASE THE PLANETS

BAGALAMUKHI/DASAMAHAVIDYA HOMUM- DIKSHA OF BAGALAMUKHI

CLEARENCE OF CURSES

CLERANCE OF DARK ENTITIES

SPIRIT POSSESSION

SPIRITUAL SURGERY TO REMOVE CONNECTIONS THAT ARE TOXIC

SPIRITUAL SURGERY FOR PARASITIC ENERGY REMOVAL

CONNECTING TO SPIRIT WORLD FOR DEAD LOVED ONES

DEATH CHARTS TO DETERMINE CAUSE OF DEATH WITH TAROT READING

ANCESTRAL HEALING

ENERGETIC CLEANSING OF HOME SPACE OR ANY OTHER SPACE

ANCESTRAL PUJA FOR SOULS

HEALING FOR ANIMALS

CHAKRA CLEANSING

ENERGETIC FIELD HEALING AND REIKI

PROTECTION OF KALI/TARA/ANGELS AGAINST BLACKMAGICK

TALISMANS, KAVACH, AMULETS FOR PARTICULAR AFFLICTIONS

GEMSTONE HEALING

REMOVAL OF GENERATIONAL CURSES

SPIRITUAL PROTECTION FOR SELF AND FAMILY

ATTRACTION SPELL

BLACK MAGICK REMOVAL

EVIL EYE REMOVAL

PROTECTION FROM ISLAMIC DJINN MAGICK

PSYCHIC VAMPIRIC ENTITY REMOVAL

GROUNDING, HEALING AND PROTECTION SPELL AND REIKI PACKAGE AFTER TRAUMA

DEALING WITH SEXUAL TRAUMA

DEALING WITH “COMING OUT” AND REVEALING SEXUAL IDENTITY

HOMOSEXUAL/LESBIAN SUPPORT THROUGH SPIRITUAL WAYS

BREAKING LOVE SPELL OR MISFORTUNE SPELL

CENTERING AND HEALING SESSIONS

TANTRIC MASSAGE AND REIKI ON ALL CHAKRAS

VIOLET FLAME USE/ SHIELD

GUIDED MEDITATION WITH ASMR

HEALING PSYCHIC ATTACKS FROM GHOULS AND UNKNOWN ENTITIES

REMOVAL OF HEXES

COMBINATION OF MANY TECHNIQUES ENERGETIC CLEARENCE

WORKING WITH CRYSTALS

WORKING WITH LUNAR CYCLES

WORKING WITH WATER

WORKING WITH ENERGY CIRCLES

HEALING THROUGH NUMBERS

MAKING PAPER ENERGY CIRCLES AND ASTROLOGICAL PAPER TALISMANS TO BE OFFERED TO THE ELEMENTS

CLEANSING HOME

CLEANSING ANY SPACE IN PERSON AND DISTANTLY

DEATH BED REIKI

EXTREME SUFFERING HEALING IN CASE OF PATIENTS WITH CANCER, AIDS, COVID

WORKING WITH ESSENTIAL OILS

YOGA BASED ON YOUR NATAL CHART

HOLDING SACRED SPACE

WOMB HEALING

VAGINA HEALING- POST SEXUAL ABUSE

HEALING PTSD WITH SPELL WORK AND REIKI

SESSIONS TO TRIGGER YOUR HEALING

BONDAGE AND SHIBARI FOR HEALING AND ANXIETY

TANTRIC SESSIONS FOR COUPLES

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Bagalamukhi, 8th Form of the Goddess~

OM HLING BAGLAMUKHI DEVYAYAE NAMAH”.
OM HLING BAGALAMUKHING SARVVADUSHTANAM VVACHAN  MUKHANG PADANG
STAMBHAYA JIHVANG KILAYA KILAYA BUDDHING NAASHAYA HLING OM SWAHA

English translation- Om Ling Bagalamukhing, paralyze the speech, mouth, feet of all enemies. Nail down. Nail down the tongue. Destroy the evil mind. Ling om swaha

Recite this mantra and offer her an oleander with your left hand.

When sound becomes light, Tara becomes Bgalamukhi…

Bagala will make you hypnotic, so studying hypnosis while working with her gives awesome results. She makes you mythic in popularity which is why Public Speakers, motivational Coaches and writers should work with her for success. I make her talismans and activate her yantras for my clients when they book a Bagala initiation with me. The yantra carries her energy in a geometric form and helps people who are going through divorces, court cases, black magic, curses, entity disturbances and brings manifestation, success and luxuries. ABUNDANCE!

But she is also the power that breaks your 3D mesmeric hypnosis! She hypnotizes you with cosmic truths!

One of the most significant lunar goddesses, Bagalamukhi is the 8th mahavidya with a yellow lunar crescent on her forehead and if pleased, she gives super powers. Yellow is her color and it is the color of the Sun. Yellow is a dash of sunshine. Her arms are the color of gold and she inspires hope, happiness and abundance. Yellow is also the color of grain which sustains us.

Bagalamukhi is a wrathful emanation of the Mother Principle and the Mother Matrix not only has the ability to create, but she also has the ability to stop manifestation at all levels- gross, subtle and causal. Her mantra siddhi occurs after 1,25,000 recitations, but they need to be more than mechanical to get her attention. She rules poisons and many use her for dark purposes.

According to the Todala Tantra, Maharudra is her consort.

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She is electricity. Think of her vajra with which she stuns the opponent. She is the consort of Mars, so her energy cuts and burns. But cutting and burning can be a necessity. What does not serve you, needs to be cut away. The shackles that hold you as a prisoner need to be burned away. For then only will you receive clarity and ultimately moksha.

Bagala is connected with the intellect, like the planet Mercury and they both vibrate with the frequency of yellow. Yellow is created by adding red and green in equal parts and it is a secondary color, but do not underestimate the power of yellow.

It can be as malefic as well as benefic. Energy is always dualistic, that is why black magick and white magick exist. You can use this feminine energy as per your will, but remember this feminine principle is alive and conscious. So if you’ve just read that this devi incapacitates your enemies and you try to invoke her to harm innocent people, then all your evil intent will bounce back at you with a million times intensity.

She is the principle that incapacitates not only spoken word, but also evil intentions and thoughts. She is a champion of justice, so be very careful if you’re using her siddhis for baneful magick. For in the end you will get hurt.

Yellow has a protective side to it. Do you know that yellow in nature absorbs light and protects plants from photodamage. Yellow is the color of the Sun, but it saves plants from being burnt by the Sun. Again the power of reversals in display…more on that later…

Light or electrical energy is her super power. Bagala sadhana literally captures light in your physical, mental and causal bodies. But yellow can be dangerous. Think of yellow fever or even feces.

Enough talk about excrement, vital as they are…Think of Van Gogh’s painting, SUNFLOWERS. Bright, yellow and inspiring. Bagalamukhi is also called Pitambari, she who is adorned with yellow garments. Her other aliases are Kalyani, Baruni among others.

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Bagalamukhi is the Primordial feminine force and you can appeal to her in her two forms. One with two arms called Dwi Bhuja and the other with four arms or Chaturbhuja. Usually tantrics worship her wrathful four armed version, whereas normal people prefer her more pleasant or soumya avatar.

She hold a club in her right hand and is pulling out the tongue of a demon with her left. The demon or the lower self is stupefied. It’s energy is stunned or hypnotized. This power of Bagala is the power of stambhana, the ability to stun an enemy. Her action of holding the demon’s tongue is symbolic of her power to decapitate evil thoughts of not just others. She destroys the evil within primarily and it is then that you realize that you were your own worst enemy all this while.

Stambhana is actually a very high level yoga and sometimes the ego needs to be silenced and stunned into obeying the Higher Principles of life and the feminine has the power to accomplish this. That club is symbolic of how she purifies our mind. When we speak harshly, it is spoken work or Vak. You understand that she can stop bad words. But before words are spoken, they are thought of. She stuns those evil thoughts even before they can be formed in your head or your enemy’s head.

Because of her power that incapacitates, she is also known as Bramhasashtra Rupini. Bramhasashtra is the most powerful weapon with a central beam that can destroy the universe. Like the Death Ray. The Universe is consciousness exploring itself in infinite forms, so when things get cloudy, it is always vital to touch base with this stambhana power of Bagala.

Nothing brings more clarity than her sadhana. Once you’ve prepared your body with her beej, just pour out your heart to her. You can do puja or even visualization techniques are very effective.

Bagalamukhi is the vidya  or the knowledge of reversals and this to me is the most poignantly beautiful part of Bagala’s energy. Once invoked, she is known to turn things to their opposites. What do I mean by that?

She makes foes into friends. She converts loss into gains, despair into hope, hate into love and infertility into fertility. She is one of the best energies to work with during IVF and such treatments.

Bagalamukhi is golden yellow and she is also dressed in yellow garments and you must also be in yellow during ritual. Offering are also yellow, sweets and laddus.

Her connection to Mercury is evident. Mercury is communication and Bagala stuns communication. What is this? A play of the opposites? Bagala sadhana brings increased mental activity and Mercury is all about mental activity. In my experience, I have found people of Gemini/Virgo ruled by Mercury can benefit greatly by Bagala worship.

Bagalamukhi activates your cogitation and gives you a better memory. In fact you can retain tons of information if you work with her and you will also be able to orate it to any audience. She helps you ace communication, which is why her worship can be so beneficial for Public Speakers, Motivational Coaches, writers and the like who do Mercurial activities.

Her relation to speech works on all levels of vaikhari or physical, madhyama or astral and pasyanti or highest dimensional realms. In vaikari, she stuns the spoken word. In madhya,ma, she stuns the evil words of our hearts, in pasyanti, she stuns the vibrations itself before it can even appear as thought. This is how she purifies our mind. What we think, what we speak. Thoughts originate from the Universal mind, all thoughts. She stops the origination of negative ideas and intentions. Mercury rules the nervous system and her mantra and worship stimulates the nervous system. Anxious people can benefit a lot from her mantra. Just by establishing her beej in their being. Just chant HLING and see how you feel. Close your eyes and feel the sound. Feel it reverberate within.

Working with Bagala gave me the tremendous focus and concentration I need to writ my blog and make my videos. I can vouch for it personally.

Now think of the color yellow. In India we have black and yellow cabs, even school buses are painted that. Why? Because yellow gets attention and once you’ve integrated her yellowness, you will get attention. At work. In relationships and with room full of people.

If you are blessed by the Goddess, you will appear charismatic, fascinating, almost to mythic proportions. You will be a magnet and honestly, influencers of all types should learn to work with this emanation if they desire fame and success.

Start by wearing yellow, and bringing yellow things to your home. But don’t overdo it. Babies tend to cry more when placed in a yellow room. Guess why? Because the yellow color mentally stimulates them. It stimulates us all, irrespective of age. Too much yellow can also give you a lack of focus, again I think this is because of mental over stimulation. It can also lead to the inability to complete tasks. Hyper stimulation of yellow is a thing.

What does lack of yellow bring? Rigidity, cunningness, possessiveness and defensiveness. These things occur because the mind is not stimulated enough. If this is the case, drink turmeric tea with coconut oil and cayenne pepper or bathe in my special handmade turmeric soap.

Now for w quick visualization exercise I do with my students and this is how I prepared myself of course for the last 15 years of doing Bagala sadhana.

Visualize a golden throne. A beautiful, glorious, glamorous devi is sitting on it. Her youth and beauty are awe-inspiring. She has three eyes. She wears a yellow/golden saree. She is smiling at you in bliss and peace. Her limbs are golden, like molten sunrays. She wears a garland of champak flowers.

Now to return to her power of reversals…think of two polarities. Life and death? Failure and success? Bagala reverses the polarities and shows us how with cycles of time, a thing must become its opposite. If you looks deeply, she is teaching us transcendence. She symbolizes the dissolving of opposites.

Who can work with Bagalamukhi?

Bad/difficult Mars

Ill effects of Ketu and Rahu, the nodes of the Moon

Afflicted by black magic

Curses, personal and generational

Court cases

Time of war

Time of disease

Famine

Adverse incidents

Unnatural events

Enemies, visible and invisible

Poverty

Failures

Divorces

Infertility

Before I leave you to ponder and meditate, when things get too confusing, remember that the Dasamahavidyas represent phases of the Moon, menstrual and feminine stages, stages of awareness/consciousness.

Each of these vidyas or energies guide us humans to moksha because the human consciousness speak the language of archetypes.

These ten vidyas are ten feminine archetypes that need to be explored and integrated for the soul’s evolution to greater truths and wisdom.

Blessed be ❤

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Notes on #PussyTalks: Sluts and Whores~~

Wow thank you all for the letters and the notes, the memes and the pictures; they made my day just that much brighter. I had retreated into a very deep place, something to do with my natal Pluto, Mars and Venus aspects from where I might never fully return. Astrological work will be coming up shortly as well as more on Sacred sexuality.

Jupiter in Scorpio brought about a wonderful surprise, remember it is on the third house from Ascendant. The house of communication and the energy is Scorpionic with Jupiter amplifying all those attributes. I spoke to a group of empowered Escorts and sex workers who know and love their work. They also love their clients(well most of them).

You might not know, but I have been interacting with escorts, Johns, Dominas, Tops, Bottoms, Crossdressers and many others from the sex industry for very many years. Collecting data and looking through a Uranian filter on such SCORPIONIC ISSUES.

Something about the way women’s sexuality presented itself in society did not do much for my identity as a sexual being. In fact, I told that virginity was something to be saved for your husband. Fuck yes, I remember it. Fuck, everything to do with sex was such a stigma. All the time.

Obviously bad girls like me do not listen and we do what we need to do to experience life in all its awesomeness. How can you leave out sexuality which is at the very crux of human civilisation?

It made no sense that it was so hush-hush. It made no sense why my BFS got so jealous if other men(including their brothers and their best friends) looked at me or spoke to me with excitement. They behaved like I was their possession and it pissed my rebellious spirit off to no end.

In fact, it happened to me recently. I lost an old friend because her husband could not contain his excitement at meeting me! And this is one woman who should have known that I will never be into her man. Even if he was my type. It hurt me tremendously and is a wound I have been carrying for a few months. There I spoke of it…

Such is the place from which Pussy Talks was conceived. I had to discover for myself that I was not alone. I was not the only woman who CRAVED TO CONNECT. I was not the only woman who wanted it uninhibited, raw, deep and fiery.

I knew there were others.

That is when I learnt of the Virgin/Whore archetypes. That is what society has reduced us to. Either we are good little virgins(wives, mothers, sisters) or we are whores(free minded bitches). I may be a wife, but my husband knows very well and loves the fact that he does not own me. I am as free as he is.

I saw girls gossiping amongst themselves every-time someone lost her virginity. There were always the most psychotic, obsessive, desperate-to-accomplish types who held on to their hymens.

It was strange the way they held on to their virginity as a commodity with which they could in some way leverage a better deal.

Not for me. Hahahahahaha! Some even went for hymen transplantation. Such is the saga of human sexuality today.

Working through the sacred slut archetype yesterday with the ladies MADE ME SO EXCITED that I made up my mind to write this post. Every woman has the right to feel this orgasmic bliss that rocks her whole being. It is as much your birthright as it is mine.

Most times, men will not give it to you, so you must learn to give it to yourself till you find the ONE you can merge in sacred union with. Trust me there is someone who will make love to you and stick all the broken parts back together. Dreamy shit…hahahaha!

Anyway girls, your virginity is not a commodity and the first time you make love, keep in mind that even if the person is not your Mr. Right, even then, be PRESENT in the moment. In the NOW. Be there. Smell him, feel him, feel the whole scenario and just experience it. Do not feel upset if it is not what you had in mind. Embrace the reality while knowing that the fantasy might happen, someday.

There is nothing as disturbing as losing your virginity while drunk or drugged. In fact, if you decide to lose your virginity, make sure, you and your beau abstain from alcohol, especially if you are doing YONI PUJA or tantra meditation sex. Remember, this is not Neo-Tantra, so my ideas may differ from what is being sold in the West as Tantra.

I know that to activate your sexual energy, you have to connect with your pussy. It has to be done. My work with women focuses on activating the GODDESS FORM INSIDE EACH OF THEM and the YONI or the PUSSY becomes a direct symbol of the GODDESS.

The ladies I spoke with were working with sexual energy and if they work with the GODDESS FORM, they might find more magick in the work they do. The men will also respond to this energy flux. This might result in lots of kundalini activity.

Although they were pretty adjusted on the surface, yet, some of them failed to really tap into their INNER SACRED SLUT/WHORE and sex work can become healing work if you just understand how to work with the energy and it all begins with INTENT.

Most girl were telling me that they find no time to meditate or do anything spiritual at which I told them and showed them how putting on your daily make up can become a meditation.

They were thrilled I can tell you that.

As Jupiter moves through Scorpio, society will be confronted with FEMALE SEXUALITY like never before.

Believe me, wild sister, man wanted monogamy. You did not. He decided to control you while you were pregnant and had to depend on him. And look now, what has changed. Women’s reproductive rights are a joke.

Women are way more sexual than men and the Courtesans and Sacred Whore of yore knew this. They were SLUTS because unlike the wives they did not belong to any man, but chose to mate with whomever she liked.

No man controlled her, not with money, not with sex and not with children.

She was free to explore her sexuality and in most cases made it a spiritual practice. Women have this inherent wisdom and trust me, talking to sex workers from all over, I can tell you that they are some of the wisest and experienced women, especially if she has successfully drawn on the COURTESAN archetype.

For the Courtesan was a truly accomplished Artist and MUSE, sometimes of really powerful men. She was a Philosopher, a musician, a singer, a confidant, a seductress and even a top in bed and she played all these roles to perfection.

Why are wives sacred of the Courtesan? Like some women are scared of sexually empowered women? These women are your witches, your bitches and your bossy bosses. Don’t you just hate them? Hahahahahaha!

The wife fears the courtesan because the courtesan does not need any man. But the wife does. Remember she is a wife and her whole identity is wrapped around that little concept.

The Courtesan is free from this. She is sexually free, in most cases(if she is smart, lol) then she decides and chooses her lovers and they in turn provide for her. Yes the Courtesan is seen as a FREE and available woman and in most cases vilified, but it was not so in ancient times and it is also imperative to end the stigma behind sex work and prostitutes. They are girls, like you and me.

Escorts and sex workers have to understand SACRED SEXUALITY, because they work with kundalini energy at the very base level and if they manage to rise up in vibration as a collective, then imagine what could happen. Our society could change.

Being in love with somebody and cohabiting with someday- two totally disparate concepts. How can you love someone if you know them intimately? The courtesan provides the allure, the mysterious. Whereas the wife is an open book that the husband mostly ignores because he has read every page. So instead of going through the painful process of reinventing yourself over and over again(spending tons and tons on the way you look and getting stressed AF), wouldn’t it be better if we redefined feminine sexuality.

It is so very important for women as a collective to come together and scream out that- WE RECLAIM OUR SEXUALITY, our reproductive rights…We will decide as well how sex and sexual imagery will be portrayed in media and in society.

Look at the images in front of you…hacked and quartered limbs of women selling you products. The breast will sell you everything, but when it pops out to feed an infant- ALL HELL BREAKS LOOSE. While breastfeeding my toddler the other day at the airport, I was stunned at how many men stared at my breast, forgetting the fact that they were once babes suckling on their moms.

Look sexual imagery is created for the MALE GAZE. There are no spaces for women to express their sexual preferences, desires, fantasies and the rest. Fuck that, there is really no avenue for women to be sexually empowered. Look around you, wherever you go…the violence on women is apparent and evident.

You cannot hide from it now.

Working through SACRED SEXUALITY and all the archetypes in our consciousness must be a top priority, not just for sex workers, but for all women and men out there.

Men are being fed a garbage diet of misogynistic porn and soon to come, robot sex. Think hard. How will a man handle the idiosyncrasies of a real woman. So men, tune into your sacral chakra. It has a lot of wisdom.

Men are not from Mars and women are not from Venus, although they are the cosmic archetypes of masculine and feminine. Both men and women are from Earth and it is time to join together.

A woman is way more sexual than a man. Believe me and please note that the walls of the vagina do not get stretched or loose with sex. In fact the pussy is full of elasticity, the muscles and tissues can expand and contract easily and return to how it used to be.

I have heard so many women bring this up as a lack of interest in the men that I feel like shouting it out from the roofs tops. Google it bitches…check it out. You can start the Kegels later on now.

There is so much bullshit propaganda around female sexuality thatt it has perverted human sexual expression and its freedom. Society never makes women’s sexuality a priority. It is a filter through which a male can masturbate and enjoy. Watch the lesbian porns out there and you will know of what I speak. You already do.

The clothes we are meant to wear. They are so freaking uncomfortable, some of them, yet they serve the purpose of the male gaze. Look at the bikini, it is an elaborate subterfuge to get women exposed so men can stare at them while sitting with their wives. Making the wife insecure and getting her hating on the younger girl. See how it is a vicious cycle. The wife hates the sexually free woman, even though they both stand oppressed in the hands of patriarchy.

Little girls are falling under the trap of hyper sexualisation and that is creating a more perverted scenario where they find it hard to fit in and adhere to set norms of beauty because they are unrealistic.

If women became sexual beings and decided to take matters in their own hands, then things could change. Women can bring about a change in the way society perceives and separates us.

Maybe there can be BALANCE if men and women contribute to the sexual repertoire. It will benefit us as a culture.

Ladies reading this, you need to reclaim the INNER WHORE and trust on your vagina. You have to begin a relationship with it and start to love it. Like your womb.

You can only bring pleasure to your husband if you learn to pleasure yourself and take sex as an artform. If you tap into the COURTESAN archetype, you will see how it shifts your whole energy signature and sexually awakened tigresses are beacons of hope for the rest of the females because we have been so repressed and controlled in that department that we have lost our voices to speak of sexual pleasure. Or wait, people might call you a SLUT/WHORE.

So what?

 

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The Mansfield Story

BELOW IS A PART OF MY NOVEL CALLED THE MANSFIELD STORY.

IT IS ALSO DEVELOPED AS A SCREENPLAY.

HELP ME PUBLISH~ BECOME MY PATRON

 

CHAPTER 1

SHAMBHAVI’S POV

I am not going to pretend that I’m this master story teller, in fact I’m seriously beginning to question my choice of vocation as writer/ filmmaker. No HD has my film on it and the analogue era was before my time. I have made all these films, in my head. From script to post prod, I’ve created these monstrosities and they exist. Don’t know where, don’t know how, but they do. Mistakes are portals of discovery, right Joyce. Works every time, doesn’t it. But then you were seeking to be immortal, hence the elaborate subterfuge, but for me. I am the nothingness, the mistake. These films that I’ve made in my mind, over and over, lead me nowhere in the real world, for they don’t exist. Neither does she, but there she is, invading my senses, my ideas, my dreams.

I think of these bizarre stories and it’s not even that I write them, they write themselves. I’m just their victim. They laugh at me, they torment me, they wake me up at four in the morning in jest, they drive me insane tossing and turning in bed at night. They are my oppressors. Not always. There is a friendly angle to our relationship. It does exist.

To the world, I’m this depressed writer who types away for hours on end on her laptop, writing God knows what. I’m in the fraternity of paid-poorly writers who are paid next to nothing to develop content. That’s my day job, at night I’m batwoman! You wish right?

I write screenplays and then make my films over and over again. And then there are these surfeits I have to deal with, like my friends from these stories, they begin to cohabit with me. These characters, they decide to pop right out of the Final Draft document and strut their stuff in front of me. There’s a reason why I’m constipated. How do you drop the excrement off your body when someone is reciting to you, a fluke line out of Keats, or no Shelley, I think. The Romantics definitely. Or you have this beer bar dancer doing make up! She keeps wanting to know if she’s looking saxy, not sexy, but saxy.

How the fuck is someone to shit in peace? Then there’s this boxer, he’s got tuberculosis and I write about it. Bam! I develop this terrible cough and an unbearable pain in the chest. The next day, I go to clear my throat and the phlegm sitting in the basin has blood. What does the boxer do? He laughs at me.

Then there are these pregnant women. I don’t think I’ll get into that right now, but yes you guessed it right. My periods stopped coming. Who could be the father? There were three possible candidates, but no one I could discuss this with. Not like they were my live-in boyfriends. They were nothing, not even friends. I stared at the pregnancy stick, yes, two lines. It didn’t matter how many times I re-took that test, it was the same. Now I’m no fool, I use protection. So did it not work? Did the bloody condom burst? Am I… I don’t think I could bring myself to voice that word. PREGNANT!!! I was and I did what I had to.

Not only am I plagued by these people, but strangely the things I write come to pass. No don’t think of  it as some kind of gift, it’s a fucking curse actually. It might have been a gift if all I wrote about was unicorns and fairies, but here I sit in silence and type away. What do I see? The desperate situation we’re in, yes us humans. I see the pain, no I think it’s more like I am in pain. I suffer day and night, sometimes with reason, sometimes without. I’m just a sucker for pain and my heart is perpetually broken. These films that I make are extensions of my tragic self and the most persistent theme of them is suicide.

You can say that I have a morbid fascination for suicide. My mother committed suicide when I was four or five, her mother too killed herself and so did her father, so yes it kind of runs in the family. I’ve been subjected to hours and hours of counselling so I don’t jump off a high-rise or hang myself with a dupatta. Morons! As if those sessions helped.

You see to me suicide is an art-form. You’ve got to be an artist to kill yourself with grace. You’ve got to see the beauty in death and embrace it. You’ve got to worship the power you have, the power to decide when it’s over. There is no fucking God, there is just you and the choice is yours.

My mother named me Shambhavi, I have an abbreviated form that I’ve chosen- SHAM! Yes I’m a sham! I’m not artist, if I was then I’d have already created the master piece- my death! The suicide, but I am not an artist, just a writer.

There are these three projects that I’m working on- developing for filmmakers who are too lazy to write their own shit and need to hire morons like me. The boxer does tend to get on my nerves, otherwise I am actually pretty involved with the rest. They tell me what to write and I do. It seems to be working. Of course there are times when these directors feel the need to impose upon my feeble intellectuality and ask me to make corrections. Temper tantrums will be thrown, but somehow we manage. We don’t exist without each other. We need each other.

Then there are these turbulent characters that take birth from my mind. They wreak havoc on my life, depressed, suicidal, maniacal, it’s difficult to deal with them. There is no sense of closure, no sense of comfort with them, only angst is the best way I could describe the feeling.

I have also tried setting MSS on fire, but once they’ve been conceived of in my head, there is no annihilating them. They are a part of my life, actually these creatures are my life whether I like it or not. The only way I can get rid of them is to finally begin work on the masterpiece.

It was so strange, when I met her that night. She stood in front and for the life in me, I couldn’t fathom her identity. There was something so familiar about her. P.S- I don’t subscribe to God or reincarnation. I don’t think I’ve ever felt so alive as I did when I saw her.

Don’t ask me how I landed up there, but I’ve had such strange and absurd situations happening to me recently that I just let go and watched her. She was tiny and her hairdo reminded me some old flick on Joan of Arc. Dressed in all black, there was this pendant around her neck, a spiral in jade and it looked like a fern would spring right out of it. Waist-upwards she had this sphinx like quality, her short crop was unkempt, her bangs fell on her forehead. She blinked her eyes through thick glasses as she looked at me. It had to be me, right. There was nobody else there, just a cat.

She lumbered across the vast living room. I could see her legs did not carry her well and she was stooping. There was a fire in her eyes which I could see even through those thick glasses. She sat right in front with a cuppa tea. I was not offered any. We sat like that for I don’t know how long. I was looking to say something. “Hello, I’m Sham,” “Hello, I’m a sham.” But I said nothing.

There was something that caught my eyes- an old calendar that screamed 1922.

Okay officially I have lost it, I know it to be 2017, not 1922. That made me look around. The deco was very vintage English, complete with Victorian furniture and then there were books. Quite a collection! I could happily bury myself in there for the rest of time and not bother about those people who live in my head or even the person in front with her sparkly eyes. She was not old, maybe thirty, but she looked much older. Her body was bent out of shape and her face showed signs of physical pain. I could tell she was sick and ailing. I looked on.

That belligerent and witty tongue could lash out at me, but it remained mute. It could raise a tempest but the waters remained still.

“You know I want to be like those ballerina’s of Dega, frozen in their graceful posture…” Those were the first words that came out of her mouth.

A reply, it came quite effortlessly. Then I bit my tongue. Crap! I sound like an idiot, I thought. “But those ballerinas are frozen, there is no life in them. They’re dead, like dolls…”

She threw her head back and laughed. That sound awakened a primal part of me and the ballerinas of Dega were right in front of me, suspended in space. There was this one figure of a ballerina and right next to her was this strange woman whose face you could not see, hidden by a hat in black attire and they both seemed to be waiting. It felt like us, that moment that time. I felt like the ballerina, massaging her foot in eager anticipation to perform and she was like the chaperon, waiting for that moment when I would set the stage on fire, pushing my body for fleeting moments of grace that would captivate one and all. I do that every day. I push my mind so I could come up with that work of art that would have entire generations enthralled, now you see what a SHAM I AM.

She wanted to be like those ballerinas. Why? Did she not feel their pain, their exhaustion? Did she want to be frozen in time?

“I never leave the house anymore and don’t like having servants,” She told me.

“T.B is painful and in 1920 it is incurable and you also have gonorrhoea, you must be in severe pain, most of the time.” I replied.

“You speak as if you come from some other world.” You can tell the gutsy woman she is.

“I come from the future…” I burst out laughing as I said it. “It sounded like some corny Sci-fi that no one would go to watch.

“You mean the motion picture…” She sounded interested, but then who is not interested in film.

“It’s very interesting that you would bring up the motion picture, because I have this story that I’m working on and the protagonist makes motion pictures, but from a feminine perspective, you know…”

I knew. “You want to explore the feminine angle? You seem content telling us stories through the male POV, Point of view…” I had to explain as she had no idea. Feminism, not one of her strong points.

But then what do you expect from her in 1910? Seems a bit bizarre, absurd if you ask me. I reach out in my pocket to stroke my I phone 6. The screen is cracked, just like my life.

You do not abandon your husband in 1920, you’re a woman and your place is right by his side. There are no other options, do not seek them. She seemed to know about real people, not some theoretical characters, but people of flesh and blood. That captivated me for years. How does a woman of her class and upbringing understand the human condition that well?

How does a marriage last only a day? There are no answers to such theoretical questions? Are writers really so crazy to get married to see what it feels like? Is this research? What is a marriage anyway? There was so much to talk about, but we sat silent.

 

CHAPTER 2

MANSFIELD’S POV

The tuberculosis has drained all my energy, the pelvic pain is getting worse, but my dream portrayal must continue, if anything today there is a seeing that I have felt. It’s not writing, it’s seeing. There are moments when I see all black before my eyes, need to sit down and gather myself, but the imaginative process never stops, it’s akin to breathing.

Much of my work remains unpublished and there are days when I lovingly gaze at them as a sign of acknowledgement and appreciation. Writing or rather seeing is a need and it must be done. In fact this sabbatical from my amorous lifestyle has given me time to write and I am thankful for it for all my stories come from the depths of my being.

Bliss and other Stories has just been published this year and it seems to be doing rather well. But there is suddenly a story inside me. I don’t even know what it is, suddenly I see Maata’s face and her breasts like a motion picture, a silent film and once again I’m back in the Hippodrome and I see the audience. Predictable! Their hands, their heads, their expressions.

I dreamt a story last night, every little detail etched in my mind, down to the smells and sounds and I was a part of it.

I see her eyes. A dark melancholia! An intense hankering for experience in the world of echoes and shadows. Who is she? She could be my alter ego. Her olive skin glows like logs burning at the fireplace, her long, dark hair is threaded like the negroes. Her mind is where she lives, the outside world has no fixity for her. I remember gazing at the audience, why not, I was a part of them. In this story I’m a part of both- I am her and I am the audience.

This story about her, this absurd protagonist who writes these films. Could it be that she makes them? Lumbering away with that heavy contraption of a camera? Who knows in the future there just maybe such women? I’d have loved to discover that platform.

Story-tellers tell stories, it doesn’t matter what the medium is. I have been told my writing is descriptive, just like the way they do it in the studios in America. I could have gone there, but travel for me is not a possibility. It’s why I cannot even go home- New Zealand!! Oh my pain and pleasure.

I’ve been criticized, compared to Chekov, snubbed for my hankering to be free, my will, my feisty nature, but people forget I’m just human. Where is the time? I’ve lost so much, I’ve gained so much. I have cried, I have laughed, I have lived and now I will die.

But this story, it wants to be written. Murray will surely publish most of my work even though I’ve told him not to. It sells, my writing and so shall its fate be, it’ll be sold! I need to sit down on days when the pain is bearable and write. I want to give my readers hope, yes everything is twisted, but there is hope. I was tired of reading every single thing out there from the perspective of a man, I mean how long is society going to ignore us? The fact that the women in my stories have decided to speak up shows me there is hope for us. Our voices need to be heard.

The Fourth way may just be my way, reading Gurdjeiff is a complicated process, yes it has opened up new portals to my experiencing life, but then there is so much left to be discovered and do I have time? Regret, don’t we all have a pinch of that with every sip of life we take. I for one, am swamped with regret. I regret my childhood, I regret the taunts and mocking because of my rather hilarious glasses, I regret not writing more often, I regret not supporting the women’s suffragette in the U.K, I regret not being vocal about it, I regret not telling Maata how much I loved her, I regret my obsession with Chekov. No I take that back, no regrets there. I regret my brother dying like that. I can still see him in uniform, bloody and dusty.

Although I have been quoted as saying that I do not regret anything. I have asked my readers to never regret, but that is only the half truth. Yes regret is an appalling waste of energy and nothing can be built on it, but it exists. I wish I could just erase it away. REGRET ERASED!

The Work must be done, it’s 1922 and here I am in colonial India, Calcutta to be precise, all alone. A sick white woman in the midst of all these natives.

Then I saw her, she was vibrant, her olive skin was smooth as it tasted the Sunlight which played on it and created so many hues that I just watched. I don’t know how she arrived right in front of me, definitely not dressed like the ordinary native girls or like an English lady. She had on trousers like men, I think they’re called denims. The road workers in America wear them as overhauls. I never expected a woman to dress in them and then her long, dark negro like hair. I thought she was a figment of my imagination, the medicines playing a trick on me. After all I was a sick woman. I waited for the apparition to disappear. But she sat there and just stared back. I think we briefly spoke, about Dega’s ballerina’s, but it made no sense.

Theosophy and Gurdjeiff! You know the three types of men or women found in this world- those that are centred in their physical bodies, then the ones centred in their emotional space and those that focus on their minds. What type am I? I have never been able to quantify myself in any one category, I’m indeed a mixture of all three. I have lived centred in the physical, more than not I have existed only in my emotions and then of course my mind is one of my favourite places to visit and spend some time. So yes, I’m a bit of all. All writers are as we have all these stories inside us where we become those people when we write them.

I remember alluding to this story of this woman who makes motion pictures, these dreamy silent films. I think she is my protagonist.

Right now, all I can think of is Van Gogh’s painting- the self portrait. I consider myself a writer/painter. I paint too like Van Gogh, I paint with words.

I just wish I had more time. I want to be healthy again, to experience a full, living-breathing life. I want to be with the Earth and see all the wondrous things- the sea and its infinite waves, the mellow Sunrise of a perfect morn.

I know I exist in this state of hypnotic waking sleep. I want to wake up and I’m willing to see if the Method will help. This story needs to be written. I need to find her again. That woman, no she’s more like a girl. I need to find her.

And then I see it, the Insect scuttles away and there are these strange voices that I can hear. Sounds like some Hindu chants. What is it?

Is my illness getting the better of me? I see myself, is it me or some other woman, no wait it’s her, dressed as Van Gogh, holding a gun to her face. She pulls the trigger!

I see a thick manuscript by the coffee table and note that’s its rather gloomy this afternoon, the wind shakes the trees so. Flashes trouble me- I think I see Lawrence. Murray tells me that THE LOST GIRL is modelled on me. I know, I know that my writing and me in person have had a significant influence on him, and he’s drawn parallels between me and some of his noteworthy characters, but why do I see him, in Colonial India?

My neighbour from Cornwall, my friend, the eminent D.H. LAWRENCE. I am his Albina and we both struggle everyday for our independence and outcasts we’ve become. We shared a number of things in common, I was a colonial outsider; he was from a working-class mining town. I am more like Lawrence than anybody. We are unthinkably alike, in fact. Four of us did form a peculiar brief and uneasy friendship in bleak Cornwall, yet, I treasure those days.

And now I find this letter from Murray. It does nothing for my mood right now, but leafing through it seems to be my only option. So I do it.

“You are all about me – I seem to breathe you, hear you, feel you in me and of me.” I actually wrote those lines for him and felt like I was home in his tent, sitting at his table. It seems far away, back here dreaming of silent films and Virginia Woolf.

There were times when I wanted to strangle my beloved Murray. I go back in my mind to one such incident. It left a sour taste in my mouth. I was cruel, we were verbally bashing one another, oblivious of who was present. I’d like to think it was tragedy that kept us together.

There’s nothing I want more than a cigarette. The curls of smoke rise up to meet their oblivion as I take a pull. It calms my frayed nerves and I take a sip of the tea. Darjeeling tea from the foothills of the Himalayas, a colonial addiction. Tea snobbery!

As I relax, she appears in front of me. Seated in a cluttered desk, she seemed to be looking at something. It looked like a boo, but a light emanated from it. She seemed to be typing like it was some sort of type writer. I couldn’t see properly, the smoke and mist clouded my vision.

The Art of Touch~

Do you know the inner resonance of your frequency? Do you feel the vibe of your core truth? Have you decided to explore it ever?

Working with spices as I bleed is so profound that no words can describe it. It is like the spices come alive to share the wisdom of my womb which is connected to the cosmic womb. Your womb is also connected to this very womb of the Great Mother.

The last two days there has been a geomagnetic storm and the solar winds, mingled with the eclipse energy, retrograde energy and the Pisces FM energy is making me retreat somewhere deep within to connect to my womb. It is from this sacred space that I come to you with love.

I am not here to heal you. No one can do that. I am here to love you and love you I shall. That love will create a scared space in which you will heal yourself My Beloved.

The geomagnetic storms affect my whole being and it is radical. I cannot explain the whole process because I do not understand it myself. It is also changing you and your physical body. Be mindful to the subtle energy shifts and you will begin to feel them happen.

Today I feel compelled to talk to you about touch. An essential component of human healing is touch and believe me being a Venus in Virgo, I have always been a huge touch-me-not. Even before the sexual abuse that took place in my life.

And after that, touch became a scary thing. Sex became hollow because I was faced with so much guilt and shame that somewhere intimacy was lost. I avoided kissing or looking into the eyes of my lovers.

Richard was the first guy I did not feel averse to kissing on the first day while we made love, which is why I am still with him. He made me feel comfortable and I opened up to his touch and kisses like with no one else. Of course it took me a lot of time and work to be able to touch myself and truly make love to him. And the fear not only isolated me from myself, but it scared me shitless to touch other people, but all that is the past and now I feel no fear at touching because it is coupled with love and healing intention.

Although I confess I find it easier to touch women than men, but that fear of being touched and touching is gone. You know why? Because now the love component is back in the equation. Without love for oneself and the partner in question sex can become cold and scary; just a chore.

Intimacy and sex are two sides of the same coin. You cannot truly immerse yourself in sexual proclivities if you fear intimacy. Even if you are with a stranger. Sex requires surrender. It requires you to be engaged in the moment. It requires you to give your egoself up, at least temporarily.

Healing can happen with touch therapy. But most people equate touch with “happy endings”. Tantric massages are raking in the big bucks, but is that touch truly healing? There is nothing tantric in those massage parlours.

When a healer touches you, they absorb all the negative, positive energies in your auric field and that is extremely challenging especially for empaths or emotional sponges like me. When I embrace you, I absorb your feelings, your emotions, your thoughts and that can leave me feeling out-of-sorts. Yes I am a psychic energy worker, but trust me, nothing in this realm is fool-proof and even the most experienced healers have been known to be overwhelmed at times.

As I come in contact with your physical body, our magnetic bodies mingle and we can literally download information from each other. That is why the body behaves in a certain way when we are open and receptive to another person.

Notice the next time you feel attracted to someone or just feel really close. Watch how your body reacts. This is how holographic information gets exchanged in the simulation. And all human beings behave the exact same way, which is why we all have the same micro-expressions to emotions and situations.

Touching and hugging not only makes your brain release seratonin, it also releases oxytocin, which is the antithesis of adrenaline. Oxytocin makes you stress free.

I work with touch therapy because I believe that touch is a way to say things that words cannot. And when I touch you, your response to my touch often times guides me to work with your energy.

Inner child work cannot be truly accomplished without loving touch. Scientists have discovered that at whichever age, the child stops receiving love and affection, that is the age in which the individual remains stuck in. If till seven you were loved and suddenly that love went missing or was replaced with discipline and work, then it is likely you will remain a seven year old in your mind.

Touch therapy is very effective for individuals looking to heal from mother centric issues. Sometimes touching these people like a mother can open their closed hearts. It is beautiful and I have seen it happen so many times.

Our physical bodies are feeling great pressure as we adjust to the shifting frequencies of the 5D Earth grid. This can become excruciatingly chaotic to handle and if this energy is not dealt with, then it can manifest as disease.

Touch therapy is the best methodology to help the physical body go through this change. Touch amplifies feelings of peace, bliss and tranquillity. It is the answer to loneliness.

You can help raise someone’s resonance by touching them with INTENTION to heal. Try this. Hug someone who really needs it and while hugging, think of them being healed by the Goddess or Cosmic Intelligence. Whatever works for you.

Touch can numb painful external stimuli as well. Try it, especially in crisis situations.

That is why, you must never leave your baby to cry and soothe herself. You must always hug and hold your baby. I suggest baby-wearing. That is what I did the whole time with my baby. And I wore her in a saree, using it like a cloth.

In fact “touch” therapy even works if it is at a distance. But there has to be openness between the two involved. You can consciously “touch” someone who may not even be in the same country. How does this happen? Through the quantum morphological field.

The floods across Gaia have been due to the intense eclipse energy and it also has to do with Saturn retro in 21 degrees Sag until September 13 when it moves onto 22 degrees. Then the sign of The Woman Giving Birth appears in the heavens on September 23. The Houston hurricane is symbolic of the water breaking before the woman gives birth.

We are giving birth to a new era collectively and let us not underestimate the importance of touch.

 

 

 

 

Explore the Sacred Whore Archetype ~~

“Previously, when I began to write this tale, I set out by saying that Mlle. Claude was a whore. She is a whore, of course, and I’m not trying to deny it, but what I say now is–if Mlle. Claude is a whore then what name shall I find for the other women I know?”
― Henry Miller

That is how patriarchy has been degrading and controlling sexually empowered women. Women who know their bodies and are absolutely comfortable with it. They know that a healthy relationship to her pussy, means a healthy relationship to existence.

But if you are a woman and you openly claim to have had sex with more than three guys, then you are a SLUT/WHORE. This my peeps is the toxic invention of the perverted patriarchs who were WORRIED(yes you heard that right) that if their women were not controlled then they will sleep with other men and not play housekeeping.

Men in their toxic possessiveness brought on monogamy. They made us COMMODITIES. We were denigrated from being a human, instead we began to be classed as SOMEONE’S daughter, sister or wife. We became objects to be owned and the painful saga continues…

In this whole mess of controlling women, they created a certain type of monster. Women who were ENABLERS of this unholy, toxic system perpetrated by the patriarchs. Women who burned and stoned other empowered and bold women.

I am working on a book called PUSSY TALKS, yes you heard that right. It is the story of how a vagina begins to speak to the body it is attached with. Through this metaphor of the Pussy talking, I hope to bring to forefront ideas of feminine sexual explorations. Yes there will be loads of info presented with a dose of entertainment. So watch this space for more on my MOTIVATIONAL BOOK ~~ PUSSY TALKS..

Women turned on women. And the rest as they say is History…not HERSTORY of course. For how can she have a story? Can women even think? Sadly even today a lot of chauvinists believe so.

On the topic of ORGASMS ~~ Listen guys, women can have MULTIPLES, yes they can. If you are a woman and you have no clue as to what I am referring to, you need to email me right now. And please tell me you guys experience FULL BODIES ORGASMS! When your orgasm is not concentrated in your genital area, but spreads across your whole being and rocks the very core of it. Yes my peeps, such orgasms exist and they are possible for all women.

Even for a dude, but the process is ummm…through the backdoor! 😉

Your anus is rich with nerve endings and believe you me, all men enjoy some type of anal play, including Analingus and penetration. Strapon play is a huge thing and can help couples work out through loads of psychological issues. Having to shift roles, makes boundaries dissolve fostering better communication and co-operation between couples.

The men have their G SPOT up their anus, so do not think you are gay if you enjoy Anal Play. IT IS NATURAL!

https://www.buzzfeed.com/caseygueren/so-youre-a-straight-guy-who-wants-to-try-butt-stuff?utm_term=.qr3Q7jvWN#.opL9RAmQg

If you can stimulate your man’s prostate, that is enough to bring him to climax and these orgasms are DEEP, full bodied magick! And it is not necessary that he will eject every time with prostate orgasm. Do not panic. In fact the longer men can hold off from ejecting, the better for them. So you see…men too can experience this wonder that the human body has to offer. Remember your butt has no sexual orientation, it just wants to feel all sorts of sensations.

The WHORE is a very ancient archetype. She is the PRIESTESS ARCHETYPE and asks Carl Jung describes her…

The Priestess archetype is perhaps the least known and most misunderstood, especially in the present patriarchal culture, which has rejected women‘s spirituality and individual spiritual expression throughout history.

The Priestess archetype is the inner domain of intuitive awareness and deep insight. It is the portal to  secret or “occult” (that which is hidden) knowledge of the invisible realms.

The Priestess has a magical connection to the unknown and a guide of souls.  A trans-connector, she facilitates between the material and the spiritual. She is the mediator of the psyche.

Patriarchy has mutilated this PRIESTESS and has called her a WHORE, like Mary Magdalene.  Yes my peeps, we are all carrying these MAGDALENE WOUNDS, collectively, all women. Mary Magdalene was not some common prostitute. No she was Yesua’s equal partner. His Bhairavi, in tantric parlance and look what they did to her legacy, but the future will venerate her.

Look what happens to Sita. She is forced to step into the fire to prove her innocence! After what she has been through! This is our story people…these wounds, these burns…

In my psychic visions, I have “seen” myself being burnt. I have read about stonings and have felt that pain in my own body. As an empath, these wounds are really intense and to top it off, I am a woman and a Priestess!

Women like Mary Magdalene were sexual alchemists, witches, sorceresses and muses. Because come to think about it. In this 3D world, the closest one can come to a concept of SAMADHI will be during a full bodied intense orgasm! Yes nothing quite connects us to the GODLY FIELD of PURE BLISS!

The first time I understood transcendence was during once such orgasm and that actually aided me in my spiritual development. Because it got me thinking that this intense ORGASMIC feeling is so wondrous and what if it could be prolonged. What if we could exist in some sort of orgiastic fever! Ah!

It is this quest that got me looking at meditation. Combining sex and meditation can be a tremendous healing tool and many, many couples have benefited from learning simple basic practices of ancient tantra.

So it is important for us, as a collective of men and women to heal these WOUNDS. To reclaim the power of Mary Magdalene. To reclaim the power of Sita. Draupadi and so many women from the past. We need to awaken the sacred whore archetype for complete healing of all humanity.

Without unleashing the full potential of the DIVINE FEMININE, the world will never rise to its next stage of vibration. We are on a spiral upwards.

That feminine spirit is like a WILD UNTAMED FOREST with so many treasures hidden within. There are so many layers to her that most men will never penetrate even the basics.

Most people hate whores as patriarchy has taught them that whores are bad. When in actuality whores are wise women, Prophetesses, Healers, Priestesses. These women were learned and sophisticated. They were full of mystery and intrigue and through their sexual oeuvres, they inspired the masculine.

Courtesans, Geisha and Whores were muses and healers.

The sexually active urban woman is still vilified daily if she is seen in amorous embrace with too many. She is labelled a slut by her group when in fact most of the guys have slept with her. How is a woman debased because your cock entered her? How? How? That just goes to show your cock is the problem, not the woman.

It is imperative for us all to invoke this COURTESAN in us. Why? To explore FEMININITY in all her aspects. All beautiful aspects. And the wife has much to learn from the courtesan. After all, the courtesan(in most cases) controlled the men.

I am in no way suggesting that you need to control your man. In fact the quicker you understand that NOTHING EVER WILL BE UNDER CONTROL, the quicker you will learn to make peace with what’s happening. So think of awakening the COURTESAN to rekindle lost passion or maybe just to show him who the boss is in bed.

I request all women to forgo the missionary. Try new positions. Yes check out the Kamasutra(as corny as that sounds) and figure out what really works for your guy.

The word Prostitute is from the Latin and means Pro-Stituare; To  Stand In on Behalf of.

The sacred whore stood in behalf of the DIVINE YONI or the COSMIC VAGINA. She channels in the power of the MOTHER MATRIX, or MULAPRAKRITI. You see the original WHORE is an ENERGY WORKER and through the act of sex, she alchemically transforms stagnant energy or base metal into GOLD through touch, copulation and other intimate acts. How profound is that!

She is also known as DAKINI in Buddhist terminology.

“In a balanced viewpoint that includes both masculine and feminine perspective, healing is seen not as a technique, but as a process.”
― Jeanne Achterberg, Woman as Healer

All women want WILD SEXUAL ENCOUNTERS. I know this to be true, just by gathering material for my book Pussy Talks(I have spoken to HUNDREDS of women from all over the world). It is about the lost feminine voice speaking through the metaphor of a pussy, the seat of the womb. The book I spoke about. I plan to do workshops as well to reconnect people to the various feminine archetypes to rebirth creativity and abundance.

The healing of these wounds are ever so important for people who have been abused or raped. The trauma can only be overcome by surrendering to the great cosmic force of ORGASM. It is okay if you do not have a partner, just learn how to pleasure yourself and bring yourself to full bodied multiples; then with intention and meditation, you can totally heal. Just remember, SEX IS NOT DIRTY or CHEAP. It is not only an absolutely natural physiological process, it also harbours potentials to be the most potent creative force in the Universe.

“Sivtatva’ and ‘Saktitatva’ (Lord Shiva and Holy Mother Kali) – Father’s semen in mother’s womb, both combined which CREATES the MULTIPLE UNIVERSES. Male and female polarities create matter/space/time!

Women need to shed off sexual inhibitions. Aren’t we tired of being submissive? Ladies, I suggest you fuck your man tonight like a Goddess, like a Priestess, like Mary Magdelena would have fucked Yesua to transform him into what he became.

The most important thing to imbibe about the courtesan archetype will be FREEDOM. Understand what it means for you. As an individual and in a couple dynamics. What does sexual freedom mean to you? I am not suggesting you sleep with numerous guys and claim to be sexually liberated.

That whole gig is as toxic as it can get. By FREEDOM I mean, ask for what you want in bed and do not be afraid to reverse the dynamics. If you are not used to experimenting, then please do so. Why not look at exploring what tickles both your fantasies??

Few pointers on how to proceed

Gaze into his eyes

Keep the look fixed

Role play(not French maid or Japanese school girl for fuck’s sake! Dig deep into your erotic tastes)

Cultivate INTRIGUE(the main tool of the courtesan) For she knows how to get her men coming back for more…

Be present in the NOW

Breathe deeply

Feel each sensation

Use toys

Talk to him(yes talk dirty) Use a script or plain improvise!

Really feel him while you touch, kiss, spank, spit…whatever works…

Let me really look at you- see you for the GODDESS you are…

Intend to HEAL him with your acts. Yes thoughts are ENERGY!

Turn off from all the noise going on in your head and become the WILD WHORE you are meant to be!

Email me for more… tina@tinaheals.com

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The Astro suggests Tantric Sex tonight~

I am ecstatic to announce that tonight there is some wild and sensual astro happening- Moon squares Neptune. The Moon is in Sag- aha! And Neptune is the ruler of Pisces. Venus is retrograde pushing us to maddening depths of emotions and feelings.

So what do you get with this mix? How can SAG and Pis merge? Oh, let me think. Philosophy and myth debates that heat up into intellectual kerfuffles which could lead to electricity crackling in the air and then when sexual intimacy takes place- it feels like a dose of spiritual energy has been infused in the love making process!

So I am going to suggest a small meditation module for tonight.

Clean up your space, sage it and prepare it with candles, incense and aroma oils. Use the diffusor. Take a long soak in the tub, preferably the two of you. And do not start making out please! Just lie with each other and make an effort to join your breathing. Breathe together. Feel each other’s heartbeats as you sit soaking in the tub.

Now feel all the negativity draining from your body. You may use chants or switchwords when doing this. A good one would be ALLOW-FLOW-BE, which releases your internal blocks. You can keep saying VENUS-DIVINE-BE!

Do it together- do it consciously. Step out and wipe one another clean. Gently and not sexually. Just as if he is a human, you are not concentrating on the sexual angle right away. Now rub oil on each other. Get a nice carrier oil like jojoba and then chuck a few drops of your favourite essential oil. You can use amyris, clary sage, jasmine, neroli, patchouli, rose, rosewood, sandalwood, vetiver, ylang ylang- they all work as aphrodisiacs.

Rub it in with conscious intention that your hands are filling this person you are caressing in this erotic massage is being healed. Oh yes by now the massage has gone erotic. I cannot start explaining exactly how to massage, because I believe there is no hard and fast, one single way to do it. The massage is an adaptation of deep rubs, kisses and caresses, suited exactly to the person in front.

Drop all thought. Very important. Exist in the moment. Exist in the now. One will massage the other and then the other will return the favour. Get it. Do not try to massage each other together. Nope. After you have completed the erotic massage, then stand up and hug.

After the hug, start NOW massaging each other. Build the intensity. Oh stare at each other the whole time. Stare into his eyes. Try to see beyond his form. Whatever you think is divine, associate that image to him. He is divine and guys, so is she. Try to feel the energy flow in each other’s bodies. You may actually see colours and your auras.

Then sit in meditation in the yabyum position, the symbol of divine union.

“Yab-Yum” is a Tibetan term meaning “father-mother”. The man is on the floor, in sukhasana or padmasana and the woman sits on his thighs while his lingam is in her yoni. The man’s penis will be inside your pussy, but do not move. Sit in that position. It symbolises the union of your root chakras. You have become ONE. Keep staring into each other’s eyes. Homosexual couples, please decide between each other who will take on the yang role and who will play the yin energy and sit accordingly.

Keep staring and keep breathing, the lingam inside the yoni. This is potent sex magic as the sexual energy with meditation can transmute itself to Spiritual. The Union will feel like you are losing consciousness. This does not happen in a day, it is to be cultivated.

Your crown chakra is channelling energy from spirit and merging it with your sexual energy. Please OBSERVE THE ENERGY and how it is flowing through your body. Try to identify blockages. Work from your heart chakra.

Some tantric teachers urge the participants to communicate their feelings to one another while in yabyum, but I personally leave it to you. You decide if you want SILENCE to be a part of this meditation or do you want to use loud chanting and/or speak to each other. It is entirely up to you.

After about staring for twenty minutes, then close your eyes together. Keep deep breathing. Now concentrate on your muladhara chakra and feel a ball of energy vibrating there. Now lift up that ball through your spine and bring it to rest in your crown chakra. Stay there. Keep breathing. If you cannot hold your erection, do not freak out. You are now PURE energy, not a limp dick!

Finally end the meditation with an orgasmic explosion, although it is absolutely normal if you do not desire penetration. During tantric yabyum most practitioners avoid the peak orgasm(ejaculation) to leave room for the much stronger full body orgasms, squirting orgasms, anal orgasms, prostate orgasms, vaginal orgasms, womb orgasms and more. You can feel things that are very VERY intense.

Your partner may cry as some of you guys know that women cry after an orgasm. Some of them do. I am one of those and it can get pretty intense and in fact some guys do too. Do not be awkward if she is crying, just hug her. Do not judge, label or criticise or offer advise. Just let her be. Be there for her.

Keep sitting even after everything is done and hug each other in yabyum, close your eyes and bring your focus to your third eye and stare inside. Finish off by doing namaste to each other.

If you do try this, drop me a mail and tell me how the experience felt.

Thank you!

Namaste!

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