Beautiful day here. Decided to get some sun in my backyard before I indulge in lots of self pleasure.
The sun fuels me - I am happier, more creative, and more in touch with my desires when I’m receiving source energy ✨
You know what would be amazing? To wake up tomorrow and spend the first part of the day cumming over and over again. I got SO much done today, and I think I deserve this 🥰 So here’s the deal: $112 is my special orgasm #, and tonight you can tip me for a sponsored orgasm, and I will send you lots of clips of me doing the deed + moaning your name tomorrow. Lots of personal fyeo stuff. And yes, I’ll cum as many times as I am tipped. Pleasure me, please 🧝🏼♀️🧚🏻
The countdown begins... my lease ends May 31. I am treating this “move” as a ritual. I’m intentionally feeling into all my things and deciding — what stays with me now, what goes into a pod to be moved across country, and what is released entirely. It’s actually quite powerful. I’m trying not to THINK about it too much, but rather *feel* - a quick yes, no, and very very few maybes/undecided. Anyway... this is a big moment in my life, so I feel very grateful to be supported by you all. And for your understanding of me being less present here as I honor this massive shift in my life. 🙏🏼
I’ve worn these panties for a couple of days and have cum in them... more than a couple of times. And yes, you can tell. First to tip can scoop. Mailed tomorrow. Total is $222. (Tip in whichever order you want, 22+200). ✨
Today’s mood. 🔥
I'm a princess cut from marble, smoother than a storm
And the scars that mark my body, they're silver and gold
My🩸is a flood of rubies, precious stones
It keeps my veins hot, the fires find a home in me
I move through town, I'm quiet like a fire
And my necklace is of opal, I tie it and untie it
And our people talk to me, but nothing ever hits
So people talk to me, and all the voices just burn holes
I'm going in
This is the start of how it all ever ends
They used to shout my name, now they whisper it
I'm speeding up and this is the
Red, orange, yellow flicker beat sparking up my heart
We rip the start, the colors disappear
I never watch the stars there's so much down here
So I just try to keep up with them
Red, orange, yellow flicker beat sparking up my heart
I dream all year, but they're not the same kinds
And the shivers move down my shoulder blades in double time
And now people talk to me I'm slipping out of reach now
People talk to me, and all their faces blur
But I got my fingers laced together and I made a little prison
And I'm locking up everyone that ever laid a finger on me
I'm going in
Hi loves! I am home from my retreat! I'll be catching up today with you all, so if you've sent me dms, hang tight! Sleeping in my bed last night felt so freaking good.
Imagine having years of therapy in a matter of 3 full days. That’s where I’m at. I’m so fulfilled, but I am tired. Thanks for being patient with me. I didn’t really plan for this trip or time away.
But I am so grateful for those of you who are sending me love. And grateful for those of you who enjoy hearing me speak about my witchy shit.
I am honestly curious what you all imagine a goddess retreat is like... tbh, I had no fucken idea what I was getting into. But I knew it would be a gathering of powerful women, dismantling constructs, on an accelerated path of intense inner work and healing. Here are some wild moments:
1) I haven’t slept much since being here due to energetic interference. I saw *with my own eyes* my phone’s volume turn ALL THE WAY UP, blasting music, as I tried to sleep last night. Twice. This is only one of many wild occurrences like this.
2) A woman spoke to me in another (non human) language, and I heard the words in English before she translated it. Her words were medicine and it called me home.
3) Tonight we met the most beautiful deaf man at a restaurant who was able to connect with me through energetic means. He told me “the world is so disconnected, and I want to find a way to fix it.” 😭
4) I did a ritual cleanse in the pouring rain at the Cascades. I look and feel different. I see myself differently. Maybe I see myself the way you all have seen me. Right now I feel so fucking ready to be seen.
5) I had a past life regression revealed to me in a journey* that has forever changed the course of my life. (*as of now all my journeys are without the aid of psychedelics.)
6) There’s a woman here who I’ve “known of” peripherally for over a year, and I’ve loved her since the moment I saw her (on a zoom). She is a soul sister I’ve been dying to know. I didn’t even know if she’d be here... I found out she lives in the city that I’m going to be using as my home base this fall. I had recently set the intention that I’d find community wherever I went, and of all places, she lives where I’ll be spending a significant portion of my time. What the fuck! 🙏🏼
7) (Cont) She’s a gifted healer and body worker, and I already know she’s the one who will help heal the pain in my spine. No one has been able to rid this pain. The biggest shift I’ve had in pain was yesterday after I did the ritual cleanse. Structural work alone will not relieve this pain, which is currently dictating my ability to be fluid in movement.
8) I learned there is a matriarchy of the patriarchy, and that shit is disgusting. I am so blessed to be drawing in women who resonate with what I have to share. Some of you are on this page. I honor you.
9) I have reached a new level of not giving a fuck and it is *everything.*
10) And while I’ve only astral traveled without plant medicine as an aid, I am feeling the calls of 🍄 ... the time is near.
Bees land on me wherever I go. 🐝
As most of y’all have read, I’m currently on a retreat and it’s emotionally and spiritually intense, and requires my full presence. I really appreciate y’all for helping me feel fully secure in taking space away. Thank you for honoring the fullness of who I am.
I want to put it all into words, but right now I’m just gonna fucking bask in this. Can you feel it?
Cuz holy shit... this is epic. It feels so good to remember who I am. It feels so good to be held and hold women that I’ve met less than 24 hours ago, yet have known forever.
It’s a reunion.
It’s a remembering.
And it feels so good to be me.
Believe it or not, I’ve cried all day. All fucking day. And all I feel is light and beautiful and divine.
Because I am.
You know what feels really good? Being surrounded by women, women up to 50 years old, and being completely open about my work. Knowing that I can show myself as I am in every single way. Because the space is sacred and safe. To be seen and celebrated for being me... damn, I choose this. *Everyone deserves this.*