Sacred Sexuality Pt 3

Georgia O’ Keeffe- Blue Flower 1930

“Love everybody without agenda; love one with purpose. "

- The Seer Almine

In the Seer Almine’s webinar course, Relationships as Temples of Initiations, she illustrates how to create a relationship of oneness with a loved one, whether they be a romantic partner or your child.

She distinguishes between loving everyone indiscriminately and being discerning as to whom you choose to be sexual with.

“When you are with a single person and the relationship is deep enough that it goes into sexuality with love because sexuality is really an advanced form of very deep love that’s being expressed. You have a purpose with that person, not an agenda. An agenda says, “What am I going to get from this?” A purpose says, “We are steering this in a very specific direction.”

Love One with Purpose

experienced this type of steering firsthand with a lover when I was about 30.

Up to this point, some of the brief sexual relationships I’d had with men in my 20s resembled reunions with souls I knew from other lifetimes, yet only one fit the description of having the purpose the Seer described.

Although I’d always been pretty discerning with whom I entered into sexual intimacy with, there had been no conscious steering on my part with those I dated.

The fleeting encounters lacked conscious communication or sometimes a heart attachment but not love. Love was always present. Often, these liaisons felt complete after sex as if the karma between us had been dissolved by our coupling.

In hindsight, I recognized that the few writers I dated represented my suppressed desire to be a writer. Any purpose between us played out more like a wake-up call to realize this dream than an actual relationship.

But then I met Aaron. A mensch, a true diamond-of-a-man whose light not only scared the pants off me but who, later I would realize, was heaven-sent.

Born in the sign of Aries, I’d never met a man like him; someone so utterly honest, stark in presence, so passionate.

Someone so authentically himself.

Aaron held eye contact while he spoke, guileless; he studied physics for fun (he introduced me to Niels Bohr). Built like a gymnast, he demonstrated impressive physical discipline. Aaron once said to me, “You know you like riding a bike when you like riding uphill”.

Not shy about his attraction to me, he seemed too mature and, frankly, too healthy for me. When I met him, I’d just fallen off the proverbial emotional cliff, beginning a period of darkness and strife. I didn’t like myself much less love myself enough to receive the attention from such a bright light.

So I kept him in the friend category, which he accepted graciously.

It took me almost a year to overcome my fear enough to approach Aaron about the unabating attraction I felt for him.

He was honored to hear of my feelings, sharing that he’d love to explore a relationship with me, but he now had a girlfriend living 280 miles away.

I missed my window. He’d been interested in me a year ago, yet I couldn’t handle his attraction. We’d spent a year resisting each other, all while the attraction grew, but by the time I was ready to explore the possibility with him, he’d finally met someone else.

Although disappointed, I could accept fault in the situation. Assuming my Aaron chapter closed, I focused on dissapating the attraction and moving on without him.

The attraction didn’t abate for either one of us, nor was the chapter closed.

Unbeknownst to me, our conversation re-opened a door, the one he opened when we met, and the one I thought I closed with my fear.

After resisting for what could have been weeks or months, this attraction became physically unbearable. Emotionally, I wasn’t attached, but my body couldn’t relax. It felt agitated, like being plugged into an electrical socket.

Nothing worked to discharge the energy: not exercise, not self-counseling, or avoiding him.

I contacted Aaron, confessing to him how excruciating this had become.

I had no intention of disrupting his relationship, but I needed to talk about it.

In kind, Aaron confessed how his attraction to me plagued him as well. He’d currently been at a crossroads with his girlfriend. She lived in Spokane, Washington, surrounded by her entire family, with no plans to move to Seattle where he lived, yet he didn’t want to move to Spokane.

We suspected there was a greater purpose to our meeting, especially since neither of us felt emotionally attached, at least at the time. We both focused on’ doing the right thing’ and valued honesty and integrity above all else.

After deliberating, we agreed to explore this but only if Aaron promised to tell his girlfriend about it, which he did.

I’d never been the “other woman” before. Feeling guilty, self-doubt lingered, but my instincts persisted, and I listened.

Sexuality is Healing

And the day came. Here we were, in his bedroom, both half-naked as my right hand slid down his torso, coming to rest almost on his groin, when he noticed energy radiating from my hand. He felt the energy zero in on an old, unhealed injury.

“How did you know I was injured there?”

“I didn’t.”

“I can feel energy coming out of your hand”.

He’d received energy healings before but said this particular injury remained unhealed.

I didn’t know what was happening. Even though I grew up with a mother who taught herself how to heal energetically, I didn’t possess that ability, or so I thought.

“Sexuality is the key that opens the doors to the God-Kingdoms and awakens the power of emotion when it is most needed as an energy source to attain elevated states of consciousness.”- The Seer Almine

I heard my inner guidance jump in and start to instruct me.

At the time, I’d started working with a teacher in Seattle who taught ancient Egyptian alchemical practices, but this wasn’t anything she taught me.

“OK, now you’re going to heal him.” I heard telepathically in my mind.

I responded, “I don’t do this kind of thing.”

Inner gifts are triggered into surfacing when they are needed.

This gift was my own and it was time to use it.

I recognized this attraction to Aaron as an initiation into becoming an etheric healer.

The Gifts of Sacred Sexuality

In hindsight, it made sense.

Aaron expressed absolute surrendered trust in me, the moment, and in himself. Since I didn’t have any conscious desire to be a healer, there wasn’t any ego interference on my part, yet I knew how to allow my instinctual knowing to guide me through the unknown.

Although I’d had other sexual partners, Aaron’s integrity, presence, and openness proved he was the first man to love me.

We both welcomed the gift of the moment in pure innocence - the most powerful state to express to ensure the highest outcome possible.

We didn’t consummate the relationship that evening because of the generous gifts sexuality bestowed upon us both.

About a week later, I performed my first formal shamanic healing -once again with Aaron - who, in surrendered trust and complete gratitude, paved the way for me to be the healer I am today.