How to relax?

"Did you know that 98% of our thoughts, feelings and emotions doesn’t even belong to you?" - Dr. Dain Heer
(Check out this guy, he’s not only “awake” but also very, very hot! http://drdainheer.com)

What does it mean? The way I see it - we worry bloody too much!

And we know those worries are useless gremlins painting the pictures of disaster in front of our eyes when... when we have no gurantee that our worst fears would happen at all or end up so bad. 

You know that in hindsight, most of the bad stuff that did happen wasn't as bad as those gremlins made us to believe. I'm talking about worries and stress, not stuff that we couldn't even imagine let alone predict!

Yes, we worried and in the end got hurt, shocked, humiliated, and we suffered pains and aches... but the reality was more often than not a lot easier than the imaginary horrors our minds experienced before the thing happened in real. And sometimes - the experience was nothing like our worries! It was awesome!

We learned, we grew, we got over it.

I had an amazing human being coming for a massage today. An Indigenous woman. So perfect. An absolutely stunning Venus. I noticed her striking beauty. Sadly, I don’t think she was aware of the impact she makes on people like me (If you don't know yet, I am clairsentinent, intuitive, and beauty appreciating :)). 

She could enjoy her beauty in all its glory if she just relaxed, let go and allowed herself to feel confident, powerful, open and worthy of claiming her feminine sexuality.

Is relaxing into our sexual selves worth exploring?

I believe so, because when we honor the vital force within us, and we are truly in tune with it, worries have no access to our consciousness. At least for a little while! We're that powerful on the inside.

If we are capable of worrying about everything, why not worry about nothing?

This idea calls for another workshop!

Quick update - what have I been up to?

Oops, I have not posted anything for one month. But, obviously, I have scribbled down some sharp, brief and witty observations in the meantime. I was busy. Busy meant being in action and being productive. That's how I like it. I will update on my future endeavors in the next few posts. Some ideas proved to be damn right crazy, but some, I believe, are still valid and I should bring them to fruition. 

So, I am going to enrol in Master studies. Degree in Social Work should open more doors to me.
Sex Education, anyone? :)

A couple of weeks ago I had my Tantra/Sexuality workshop and it was a success. It didn't feel easy, nor comfortable at the beginning, but "I found my rhythm".
If I prepare for the next one, it could be much more fun and more pleasant for my nerves!
Few beautiful people made me realize that:

"Even if you don't believe in yourself, there is always someone who believes in you. 

Never let them down!"

- [said] I ;)

One day it occurred to me that despite everything I have learned about 'happiness', I still strive to be right rather than happy (or wrong, or not caring)

Who am I trying to prove wrong so I could stay discontent? 

Is that God?

Do I want to shout to the heavens "See?! I told you so!" ?

Ehm, that would be funny.

I also began to jog-walk regularly along the Brisbane river. Hot yoga and pilates still rock my world, but they don't add up to the weekly cardio quota. 

I miss dancing 5rhytms, so I will close down my "creating new neural-pathways" experiment, and make these dance classes my regular Friday night activity again. 
Did not coming every week 'work'? Possibly... I might grew a new brain :)

Jogging proves to be very beneficial for my head and soothing to my heart. I am hooked on the sweat and endorphins. 

Every now and again I stop to listen to the beat in my earphones more attentively, or to sway in the children's swing (sadly, my butt doesn't really fit, but I manage not to break it!), and every Sunday night it became a ritual to stop at some veggie place for a dinner before a church sermon (did I mention I joined a church?). 

It's actually lovely to stop. Stop to listen, stop to play, stop to eat and reminisce. 

Unfortunately, I had to stop to collect my phone off the ground and cringe over a smashed display too.

Slowing things down has therapeutic benefits.

Last update. 

The 'affair' with Adam finished ages ago (evidently), and I have never felt better. Yes, very super-mega horny the first month, but then I calmed down and at the moment I feel like a dreamy, imaginative virgin again. Not desperate, not knowing what is there to miss, and totally in anticipation of something exciting. In short, although sexless, I couldn't be happier and my life couldn't seem more sexual!