Showing posts with label sex magick. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sex magick. Show all posts

Wednesday, 2 March 2016

Less Sport, More Sexual Spirituality!


OK, so as a queer community we brought our LGBTQ-ness into socializing in pubs together, we brought it into singing together, and wow, we even brought it into doing sports together. So where is the last bastion of bravely going where we’ve never been before, visibly, together? Maybe it’s in the Arena, or rather, in the Temple of being Spiritual together!
How many of us have buried the dirty little secret of our spiritual nature, after years of being told that our marginal sexual- and gender-queerness was incompatible with spirituality? That sexual beings ‘aint welcome in spiritual communities (unless of course it’s about procreating 2.4 replacements utilizing the missionary position and thinking of England)?
What if there were spiritual congregations who not merely tolerated our queerness, but positively celebrated it? What if the spiritual leadership were queer themselves and put their queerness right at the heart of their spiritual practices and rituals?
Well, the Good News is, it’s happening right here, right now in Brighton and you could become part of this revolutionary evolution of consciousness.
If you’re on the verge of coming out to your spirituality, then, watch out, you may be about to discover your very own queer spiritual community!
Here are a few dates for your diary. First of all, though, I recommend that you read ‘Coming Out To Spirituality: The Next Step’ by Christian de la Huerta. It ought to help a little with the de-programming necessary for any Coming Out process.
Next it’s time to blow away your parochial cob-webs and get out into nature. There are a couple of festivals this summer which will give you a chance to network with kindred queer spirits. 


There is the Quintasensual Festival- a Queer Tantra Festival (30July-4August) now in its 3rd year held at the Earth Spirit Centre near Glastonbury. Here, waiting to welcome you, is a community of Straight, Kinky, Queer, Gay, Lesbian and Trans* folk living, workshopping, spiritually practicing and loving together.


In August, for the first time in the history of the Universe, is the Queer Spirit Festival (Wednesday 17- Sunday 21) in the middle of the Wiltshire countryside. A Spiritual Festival run by queers for queers where joy and nakedness and spirituality will all be positively encouraged!



If you go to either (or both) of these festivals you’ll get a chance to meet the lovely queer Spiritual Leader Al Head who recently brought their highly acclaimed ‘This Land Sex Magic’ Workshop to Brighton and is planning more in response to popular demand (Google it and then watch the space)
The interesting thing in all this is that you will not only get the chance to meet a new breed of Queer Spiritual Leaders but you will begin to realize that you, yourself, are in the vanguard of a whole new era of Spirituality where the very core of your sexuality and gender-queerness is celebrated and can be integrated into the magic and mystery of your conscious awareness.

And that could end up being a whole lot of fun! See you there?

Friday, 30 August 2013

A Faerie Tale of SexMagick


Once upon a time and not so very long ago, three SexMagicians came to the Faerie-village of Folleterre from across the vast ocean.
 
They spoke of the beauty to be borne of a complete love for one another.
But we Faeries were wounded and afraid.
 
Our desire for physical passion had been wrenched away from our natural gifts with emotional intimacy from as far back as we could remember.
 
We said “Sure, as a gang of Faeries, we can have an orgy”.
 
We said “We know how to be caring and concerned for each other”.
 
“But”, we said, “ although we wish it were different, there’s no way we can do sex AND emotional intimacy at the same time”.
 
“Yes there is” the SexMagicians said.
“Trust us and together we will create the most beautiful and secure container which will bring to pass what, right now, seems like an impossibility”.
“It won’t be easy”, they said, “ but with patience, and bravery, and determination from everyone, it will happen”.
 
The prize seemed worth at least some effort. So we all agreed to try.
 
Chas-an elder and the wisest of the SexMagicians- led the way.
He told us “We will be sharing our deepest selves- from the heart- hour by hour by hour and day by day by day - until, one by one, we will finally all know that the container is secure”.
 
The second SexMagician-Sister Ethica Slut: a perpetually-indulgent-mother superior-kind-of-magician helped to keep us clean organised and focussed.
 
The third SexMagician-Rosie Delicious: a man-boy creator with a gentle sadness about his eyes told us what we needed to do next.
 
“Faggots” he said “are just bundles of weak and brittle twigs"
"On our own, we Faerie-faggots are weak and brittle, but bound together we are strong. Together we can burst forth with a flaming passionate love"
"All it takes is some patience to bring our weak and brittle twigs to the circle and hour by hour by hour and day by day by day we will weave those twigs into the most amazing, elaborate basket that any of us have ever seen"
"This will be the container which will allow us to love each other with both passion and intimacy” 
 
Then off we went, one by one, sharing the twisted brittle intimacies of our unique vulnerabilities, nervous at first but growing in confidence; encouraged by the gentle compassion of the SexMagicians. 
 
Hour by hour by hour and day by day by day we shared and we wove. We shared and we wove.
 
One faerie saw the beauty of the basket right at the start and said so!
 
Then another Faerie saw the beauty of the basket we were weaving and knew it was safe- she said so too! 
 
Finally, one by one, (hour by hour by hour, day by day by day), the basket was seen as beautiful, safe and secure by every Faerie in the circle.
 
And we all said so too!
 
Then-Bang!
SexMagick bursts into the village
 
A loud noise
A blinding light
The basket begins to shudder
And then it is alive!
Leaves sprout, flower buds blossom.
Birds sing at the spectacle.
Butterflies dance around disco petals.
Bees sense the sweetness of the air.
 
And we are in Eden
 
Thank-you for bringing SexMagic to Folleterre Chas, Ethica, Rosie
  
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