Welcome to My New Latin World!

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Many have asked (though others don’t care)… why, Caroline, are you leaving America the Beautiful? More than leaving anywhere, for me it boils down to going somewhere new. Why not… Panama The Beautiful or Uruguay The Beautiful… or Portugal The Beautiful?  Why, indeed, would I choose to leave my homeland for a new way of life in a new and different “homeland”? Curiosity? Fear? Adventure? Tax hedge? Or… none of the above?

I do love adventure… always have.  But until this time in my eighth decade I have not been lured away from American soil for a new set of both problems and possibilities. In a practical way, I think about “the rest of my life,” and the vulnerable unknowns about things like health, financial realities, and a nagging voice that screams to me in words such as “do it before it’s too late!”.

Do what? Experience Ayahuasca. Live where I never need a jacket. Learn a new language. Meet interesting people who have lived their whole lives outside of the United States. Things like that. And the funny thing is… I adore jackets. I have an overstuffed closet full of cute, adorable, practical, and warm jackets! I don’t even care for Chilean Chardonnay… much prefer California Chardonnay or white French Bordeaux… so what is this lure now to live in a city of a million and a half… where my view is not green grass, or the Pacific Ocean, Lake Tahoe, or a yard full of grazing deer? My view is a sea of creamy off-white and very tall buildings that dot the coastline of Panama Bay where the Panama Canal still advertises itself as one of the Wonders of the Modern World.

My “stuff” has arrived from its journey by ship and now fits within the confines of a 1,650 square foot apartment on the 61st floor of a lovely 68 story residence. No one here knows who the heck I am or what I represent in the world. No one here knows my phone number or what car I drive, as I have given up owning a car for the first time since I was sixteen years old. I love being anonymous…  except for the doorman of this building who hugs me like nobody’s business as he endearingly opens the heavy glass entrance to the chic lobby of Trump Residency Apartments! Go figure… a girl from the Kansas suburbs goes LATIN.

More things have changed during this 74th year than meets the eye. I am in love with a woman! While remaining domestically true to my partner of 17 years who is sharing this experience with me, I am living now with a new Truth… about who I am and about my capacity to love more than One while negotiating time to spend with her and away from him. This requires a partnership of gigantic proportions, and I have one of those!!!

The details are too endless and personal for this article, but suffice it to say, I am fulfilled as I navigate tender territory. I have never chosen the traditional or easy path. I am a pioneer! My great grandparents crossed America in a covered wagon only to homestead land in Iowa as the great and new country called the United States birthed its beginnings way back when.

How are these revelations impacting you? What judgments, if any, arise? What inquiries of me might inspire you to write a response? I know you are busy… busy as can bee! But at least let your mind wash over these writings and land in places where you might be living your fear of change rather than embracing it. Change is the Way of the Goddess. SHE lives for change… SHE does not live in fear of change. These meanderings, formally called a “Blog,” are designed to share my innermost self as well as knock on your inner doors.

Come Play With Me in Costa Rica! Por favor, take seriously my invitation to join me and my divine team in Costa Rica at the end of November 2018 for Sacred Sexual Awakening & Healing for Women. Jump on your fear of “not enough” and claim your courage BEYOND the fear of not enough. Such Big Magic happens when 18-24 women do a swan dive off the high board and swim in heavenly and divine waters of feminine fabulousness! The $400 off early-bird discount expires August 31st.

I want your DESIRE to emerge… to surround me and make me look timid. Jump… Leap… into the unknown. Together we will fly.

Via Con Diosa (Go with Goddess), Carolina

My Breast Friends

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How many times have you criticized your own breasts? How many times have you hated them or wished they were different? Or are they your breast friends?

One in eight women will develop invasive breast cancer during her lifetime. It is the fifth most common cause of death from cancer in women. The rates of survival are improving because it is diagnosed at earlier stages and treated; however, an estimated 266,120 new cases of breast cancer will be diagnosed in women in the U.S. in 2018.

My focus on this subject comes from several recent experiences I have had with women and the vulnerability of their breasts during my Awakening and Healing sessions. When I massage a woman’s body during my sessions, I always ask if I may touch her breasts with a healing intent.

As a woman touching another woman’s breasts I am very careful not to touch them with any intent for arousal, since my healing work is not about arousing her pleasure. Yet, I am now looking at my own fear and resistance behind that.

I recently had a client who asked if she could hold my breasts during a massage session. I had to re-examine my own boundaries for a long few seconds until I easily realized there was nothing to fear. I said, “Yes, of course,” and pulled off my top and the soft bra that held my large and lovely breasts (my breast friends). I was standing beside the massage table as I held her breasts while she held mine. Our eyes connected. I encouraged deep breathing and sounds to help move whatever surprise or anxiety we might be feeling. She shared with me that she has nursed four now-grown children, lamenting that she hoped to have surgery in the near future to lift her fallen breasts after the years of nursing.

We both felt emotional and loving during this exchange. I laid my breasts on top of hers placing my heart center on her heart center as we breathed with one another. To my surprise, I began to kiss her breasts, not her nipples, mind you, but as you might kiss a person’s cheek…and she returned kisses to my own. This was a delicate and tender moment that felt more tender and lovely than I can find words to express.

Tears fell from her eyes, as she said, “Caroline, this is the most healing moment I have ever experienced… now I can let the surgeon make them as lovely as they were before I nursed my four children.” And we both sensed when it was time to stop and integrate what we each felt. I was as altered by the experience as was she, and we both know that it was a moment we shall never forget.

Several months later, I had the honor and privilege of enjoying the breasts of another woman with whom I share a great deal of Shakti and desire… a very different energy as this woman is a friend and not a client. We are both very involved in conscious sexuality and sexual healing professionally, so it’s natural that these concepts would be present in the sharing of sexual desire and pleasure with one another. The pleasure I feel when she caresses my breasts, when she kisses my nipples and truly “loves” my breasts, feels like the most healing medicine of loving care I have ever known … from a woman.  There is simply NO WAY that diseases such as breast cancer could enter breasts that are this loved and revered.

When I inhale the scent of her… when I hold and enjoy her breasts, I am clearly in an altered state. She nursed her child for several years over twenty years ago, and I feel as though the child in me is being nourished by the ambrosia she carries. The experience with her goes so far beyond any sensual experience I have ever had with a man.

My recent explorations have greatly altered my view of who I am in my sexual identity and certainly as a woman. I know without a doubt that women can heal many issues around being female only in the intimate safety of another woman or women. I also believe that sharing pleasure with a woman that goes far beyond shopping together has value on so many levels. I weave the snippets of my past accumulation of intimate experience with women into a cloak of many colors. Now I wear it daily, as a reminder to revere the many-faceted gem of who I am… A Woman… a divinely feminine WOMAN~!

My personal life explorations into feminine sensuality are quite different from my work, where we guide women into holding sacred space for each other’s sexual healing and awakening, exploring such archetypes as “midwife” and “priestess.” When the barriers of fear and judgment break down and women melt into being held in this powerful space together, their healing impacts the entire planet and reaches backward and forward through the generations.

I’m happily settled in Panama now, establishing a new home and private practice. In the meantime, please consider joining us for our final Blue Spirit retreat in late November… Sacred Sexual Awakening & Healing for Women. Several women are bringing their husbands to enjoy the beautiful infinity pool, ocean, and grounds while they are in the workshop.

Your radically awakened Caroline

Sex and Monogamy – What Does it Mean to You?

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Caroline Muir

Whether it’s tantric sex, male-female sex, same-gender sex, porn sex, slow sex, sacred sex, or wild and crazy sex, when you boil it down to the bare facts, sex is still sex. A slow smile often creeps up on the face of someone reminded to think about sex. The word alone conjures very different images for different people. But it usually includes images of naked bodies doing things with one another that either includes or features their respective genitalia. But what about sex and monogamy?

The mention of oral sex also carries a lot of lively interest for many. I believe most men love receiving oral sex and enjoy it as a primary offering during sex. I have also known men who do not desire oral sex over intercourse. This may be a relief for some women as the size of a lingam is not always a perfect fit with the size of a woman’s mouth. (My dentist told me once that my mouth is small.)

Women also love receiving oral sex, but the act often makes women uneasy, with expectations that they should orgasm faster than is natural for them in order to please the giver for their efforts to pleasure her. And it can be difficult to explain exactly what works. We also can be overly concerned with how we taste or our scent, impacting our ability to simply be able to relax into receptivity.

Oral pleasure may become an issue for couples, especially as they age. Women often have a lot of issues around accepting their bodies as they grow older, and men find the positions for oral pleasuring uncomfortable (or so they tell me). I am interested in the opinions of young people about oral sex, as I was once told that they don’t consider oral sex as falling into the category of “sex,” but merely a safe sideline before the final act of “hooking up.” This sounds pretty lame in my opinion, but I doubt the vocabulary when I was a teenager was much better. We were told to have NO Sex Until Marriage, which was supposed to solve everything.

Let me tell you… it did not solve anything! If only I could have experienced oral pleasure as “okay” before marriage, I would have had a much more successful wedding night! Virginity was still a sacred gift for the husband of choice back in 1961.

I am currently inside of the discussion about whether it is acceptable for a woman to invite oral pleasure from someone who is not her partner in a committed relationship. If it’s not sex, then what is it? Does this fall into the category of adultery? Or a break in the vow of monogamy? Do our genitals automatically belong to our primary significant other? Who writes the rules other than ourselves?

I imagine that “confidence” is also in the mix for a man choosing not to pleasure a woman with his mouth. Of course, the woman must gently guide her lover into the intricacies of the oral arts, which is not always easy to do. Every woman is different at different times of the day, night, or month… yet the universal song I hear from women about men is “slow down”!

I do believe that a man has the inalienable right to refuse service! Just as women have the inalienable right to refuse (do they still call them “blow jobs”?) I think so! Yet the Tantric language for the oral arts is so elegant and respect-filled. “Honoring” the yoni or the lingam, which in no way requires a happy ending, though many desire just that.

And so my question looms for women who are in committed or monogamous relationships. Is it wrong to expect or request the “freedom” to receive the gift of oral pleasure from another, especially from another woman where intercourse will not follow? Do we need permission? Are our bodies sacrosanct unto ourselves, or does every inch of tissue belong to the beloved?

Please feel free to offer your opinions, unsigned if desired, and we will gather the data. It brings me to the following questions:

A) What is monogamy to you?
B) Are you creating your own version of monogamy in your relationship?

Thank you for participating in my inquiry,

In curious erotic intelligence, Caroline

The Anatomy of Desire

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Blue Eyes of Desire

Desire… passion… lust… ardor… love. These are compelling emotions. When they rise in me, like a wave upon the sea, I must hang onto something if I am to maintain any form of balance. This wave sweeps me into a cauldron of turbulence long before I land into anything formally familiar, such as peaceful serenity.

Quite honestly, desire is like a compulsive urge that takes over my otherwise clear focus. Gone is reason, sensibility, or the certainty that I know what my life actually looks like, for in the cauldron of desire I am rendered somewhat helpless.

And, I must admit, I love this visitation from Cupid’s arrows into the clear waters of contentment. I also fear this visitation, as I feel the rush of activated aliveness turning into intoxicated bliss. Suddenly every thought-form is now complex with the presence of an intensity to love – in this case – another.

Admitting to “I am in love” is akin to admitting I have gone crazy with desire. Now each breath contains the scent of the focus of this passion. His or Her skin is the only skin I ever want to feel again. His or Her scent is 100 Proof over-the-top sexual desire bubbling up from my genitals as it consumes everything in its wake within my formally familiar form. My legs shiver and my knees quake as my heart recognizes that I am in the grasp of this thing called Love.  All songs throughout my life that contain a recognition of this sword of Truth begin playing in my mind. I simply cannot return to a time before this visitation occurred. I am speechless, helpless, and hopelessly adrift.

I hope and pray it is simply temporary insanity!

Love and compassion for myself is my Rx for living a Life that is truly rewarding.  Happiness is a choice, often fostered by great friendships that spark a special aspect of my aliveness. Dare I say “yes”?  Dare you say yes?

With Amrita taking on the Sacred Feminine Mystery School Trainings, I actually have more time for Love. As this is my true path, I am eternally grateful… grateful for the opportunity to feel the depth of the love that I am.

My only solution for how big Love is, especially when Love goes beyond the One, is to hold the reality of loving others as the great Puja of Life. In the moment…  that looks like Love the One You’re With. In the next station of the Puja… Love the One You’re With… and on and on into the circle of Life.

Care to join me?

One hundred percent here with my Desire and my Love, Caroline

Erotic Intelligence

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I am in love with the word erotic and the phrase erotic intelligence. The word “erotic” conjures up a definition of my own personal brand of sex or sexual fantasy. It must contain the erotic — which might be described as soft reminders of sexual possibilities — so that my imagination has a chance to get into the game. It is said that good sex begins in the brain, and I admit that this is definitely true for me.

Let’s consider the Erotic, that stream of energy that weaves into and through nearly everything we do and everything we are. Wanting to find more support for my ideas on that great web of information at my gaily painted fingertips, I find…

… that my computer won’t take me to anything under the simple word erotic! Merriam Webster does offer a category called related words, however, words such as:

Racy, Lustful, Obscene, Sensuous, Bawdy, Titillating, Lascivious, Dirty, Lewd, Indecent, Pornographic, Smutty, Vulgar

Luckily, I found something more poetic and insightful on the meaning of erotic!

The erotic is a measure between the beginnings of our sense of self and the chaos of our strongest feelings. It is an internal sense of satisfaction to which, once we have experienced it, we know we can aspire. For having experienced the fullness of this depth of feeling and recognizing its power, in honor and self-respect we can require no less of ourselves. Audre’ Lorde’s “The Erotic as Power.”

I like to define the erotic as “the prana (or essence) of Shakti.” Erotic intelligence brings a certain intentionality to it, wouldn’t you say?

I remember a time when a lover commanded playfully yet seriously… “Surprise me! Seduce me!” As I headed for some sexy lingerie to wear, many images called to me but none of them felt like “me.” I knew that what to me was seductive would not be nearly “sexy” enough for him. I froze right then and there, stiff and immobilized in my sexy lingerie because I could not authentically “act seductive.”

I didn’t feel it for him but even more importantly, I didn’t feel it inside of me. It wasn’t something I could just turn on… or was it? Confused again by this vast and powerful aspect of my human feminine that I call “sexual” and now “seductive,” I countered with “Since you know what it is you want, why don’t you seduce me?”

What followed was pretty ordinary, so I have set out to understand what is erotic to me. I am the only one I can begin to figure out, though I would hope to be able to figure out my lover, at least sometimes. In-depth talks can reveal many mysteries and secrets within the lover’s soul.

As a woman, I can highly recommend a Sounds True recording by Dr. Clarissa Pinkola Estes, Ph.D. called How to Love a Woman. Within the vibration of her voice and words, I learned more about own erotic intelligence than I have ever learned in bed with a man… or woman, for that matter.

The erotic life requires an investment of time committed to living fully. The world of Eros is the world of true relationship. I was taught that I must be fully alive (something I strive for anyway) and that I must be fully present. These are the stepping stones of my Tantric life and teachings. Mindful awareness in each moment is required in order to walk the thin line of courage to love and express that love fully.

What does erotic mean to you?

Blessing my Legacy Forward

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When you’ve spent decades of your adult life refining and teaching a leading-edge transformational body of work like I have, you want to have someone you trust to take it forward… a Lineage Carrier or Legacy Holder.

I’ve spent so much time living my life with very little actual “view from the top” of what I was creating, living, learning, or knowing. And so often the Visionary is not the perfect person to manifest their own Vision. Who will carry forward my Legacy?

I was very blessed in the year 2005 to have Amrita Grace come to the Divine Feminine Institute as an eager and dedicated student and offer to work for us. “We really don’t have a salary to pay anyone, yet, Amrita, but you are welcome to come to Maui, live in my home for a few months, and together we will brainstorm how to weave you into the work of the Institute.”

She came to our very first Divine Feminine Certification training. She moved to Maui to be part of the Institute. She took every training we offered and consistently stood at the head of the class. In fact, she and I were the only two people who were part of all 16 of Divine Feminine Institute’s trainings. We were the continuity from beginning to end. By the time the Institute closed in 2012, she was at the helm as director, guiding it to gracefully complete its natural cycle.

She became our first Certified Spiritual Sexual Educator, and she never stopped coming forward to extend her offerings to help my work unfold (though she took most of a year off to recover from breast cancer). Amrita has worked for me for pennies, nickels, and a few dollars over many years until I could actually pay her a salary to be my virtual assistant in 2013.

Amrita has literally taught ME what my work actually is! She’s shown me that the AH practice is a unique and precious body of work that MUST not be lost. And she is the force who is now bringing this education to the forefront of your awareness, just as the world seems to be finally, truly ready for it.

Now, this is no small feat. And this is why I know in my deepest knowing that Amrita will carry my Baby forward and “raise” it into a successful and functioning Adult. Because much like raising a child, it was hit and miss so many times.

I offer you this Mission Statement so that you will understand what a lineage holder is and what she is capable of doing for you.

MISSION STATEMENT     

I trust Amrita Grace as the one who understands my work even better than I do.

I charge Amrita Grace with taking Sacred Sexual Awakening and Healing® (the Practice of AH) forward and putting it into as many hands as possible.

I release my understanding of my work into the greater whole of feminine understanding.

I honor my teachers who fanned the flames of my creativity so that my work could unfold from the embers of my Solar Fire.

To trust another at the level of Lineage Holder or Legacy Carrier is to fully let go of my personal ego as the creator of the Practice of AH. From the birth father of the work of sexual healing to the birth mother of the work of sexual Awakening and Healing, I now wish for the sacred feminine in all beings to add their piece of intelligence into the growth of the Practice of AH. Learn it, expand on it, teach it, and let it grow.

I want you to know why I have chosen Amrita to carry my Legacy, which is why I was inspired to write this blog. When you go to The Sacred Feminine Mystery School website and read the words she has written in her blog and on the Certified Spiritual Sexual Educator page, as well as the pages of her book, Reclaiming Aphrodite-The Journey to Sexual Wholeness, you will have only just begun to know this woman’s brilliance. Her true brilliance is in the powerful space she holds for transformation; her own and others’.

My Personal Spiritual Quest in this life feels complete as I have understood the assignment to give back in gratitude for all I have been given. I share with you my relief in knowing that my Divine Child is in such good hands.

Amrita and I are collaborating on the next octave of the Certified Spiritual Sexual Educator® Teacher Training which will begin in July 2018. It’s an accelerated (6 month) and much less costly version of the 2-year training program Amrita took to become certified. Because we know we are serving a new generation of women who already have many tools and skills and are ready to add the leading-edge of personal growth – Sacred Sexual Awakening and Healing-AH® – to their offerings. Are you one of them?

As My Hibernation Begins

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Holiday Greetings to you my Friend,

My December is inviting me, in a very strong voice, to take very good care of myself between now and Spring, when I will fly off to the island of Maui to say aloha to some of you arriving for the Sacred Feminine Mystery School Retreat, and to say farewell to the wonderful life I lived for twenty years on the Pearl of the Pacific, the island of Maui.

Answering the Call of the Wild screaming out from my soul, I called to set up an appointment for therapy with a woman highly recommended by my bodywork therapist here in the Carson Valley in northern Nevada. What a great surprise was in store for me. A long and lanky cow-girl of a woman with long silver hair and a radiant face welcomed me into her “tack room” office. (For those of you who don’t know what a tack-room is, it’s where they store the saddles and miscellaneous ‘tack’ used for riding and grooming horses. The lingering scent of horse hair and leather filled the air immediately, before I even noticed the saddles sitting upon their stands. Talk about aromatherapy! I was immediately catapulted back to my childhood, to my grampa’s farm, and to living on a ranch in Colorado with my cowboy “partner,” Rick: Chapter Two “On My Way”, Tantra Goddess)

From the moment we sat down, my tears began to flow. I was ready for open-heart surgery, my term for an emotional unzipping of that which keeps my heart and soul on edge. By “on edge,” I mean a phantom thought form or emotion that causes an edge of anxiety in my otherwise contented and peaceful energy field known as “Caroline.”

I began unexpectedly wailing my regrets for the relationships/marriages I had left and ended throughout many years of my life.  She quickly realized how deeply I was carrying their pain of my departure from the Vows of Marriage… Till Death do us Part… and on and on… I made vows I didn’t know I could never keep. I was younger then, so you can imagine how long I have been carrying the broken or bruised hearts of the men and women I have loved deeply, and whom I truly believed I would remain in Union with for the rest of my life.

In some way, these regrets go way back to my mother, Mary, whom I lost faith in at age eleven, when she left motherhood to become a patient in hospitals for the mentally ill. Reclaiming Mother divine through my work with the Divine Feminine and now the Sacred Feminine, I also hold dear the image of The Blessed Mother, or Holy Mother, also going by the name of “Mary.” Now, it is in the eyes of women I meet that I find sanctuary. Within their own hearts… they offer me solace from any unloved moments I may encounter.

My therapist, Suzy, then suggested I write a letter to each of my four primary relationships/marriages.  The following is how I know I will begin each one of those letters:

Dear One,

I am so sorry for any hurt that I may have caused you during the years of our Union. I never meant to hurt you, but only meant to launch myself forward toward my own Life.

If you have it in your heart to forgive me, I would be eternally grateful. First, however, I must forgive myself. I must return to a place of unconditional Love and Compassion for the woman I know myself to be.

I thank you for your valuable role in helping to form the woman I now am. I couldn’t have come this far without you.

And so, as we move toward the Winter Solstice, I invite you to join me in releasing those regrets that no longer serve you. They weigh you down and stand in the way of your birthright… that of unconditional Love and Compassion for yourself.

Ever Evolving, Caroline

To Consort or Not to Consort – That is the Question

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To “consort” as a verb or “consort” as a noun, means “to keep company with or to accompany another.” We have all read of the queen’s consort or the king’s consort. During my active Tantra life, I often experienced the consort as being a lover or constant companion of someone… in some cases, me! A consort does not have to consort in the erotic realms though sometimes they choose to do so. However, this changes everything! It adds a degree of absolute thrill that is fully charged to lead the lovers onward.

I have often had a consort of a Tantric nature as those of you who have read Tantra Goddess know a lot about. The lovers I described in my memoir were often referred to by my husband and beloved as “consorts of the Queen.” Charles gave me the title of “my Queen” way back in our earliest weeks of going beyond teacher/student, once we began consorting as Lovers. “The Queen” and “My Queen” stuck for so long that in the media I became known as the “Queen of Tantra.” It’s a lot to live up to, I assure you. A crown is heavy… it flattens down my hair… so who needs them anyway?

My her-story of consorting in the erotic realms has left a warm glow that, paradoxically, often renders me terrified of it happening again in my life. I always have my antennae tuned to the erotic in others, but rarely does someone hook me into their orbit. Partly, this is due to my private work and the level of integrity I demand of myself in order to work intimately with both women and men. As a sacred sexuality practitioner is trained in the transpersonal to hold an impeccable space for sexual healing, I learned from past mistakes how valuable a commitment this really is.

There were times in my very active Tantric years when I offered sexual healing and awakening to another only to find myself unable to hold to clear boundaries as I found myself in sexual communion with them. For me, sexual communion led to a version of “falling in love,” which confused the matter entirely. This led to a sexual and/or erotic affair, and once that happens, consciousness a sexual healer must hold is lost within the chaos of emotion.

Are you with me so far? What I am trying to say is that sexual energy, desire, and surrender are all fabulous and at the same time… very tricky. This is where becoming extremely familiar with one’s own arousal is invited during a session while the giver holds their arousal energy in check… no matter what. Being in a turned-on state is to feel your aliveness and move within that blessing with grace and integrity. As a healing practitioner, acting on the turned-on energy of the receiver can turn the “healing” into more wounding.

I was guilty of this in my learning years. I forgive myself, but not without a strong agreement to learn from my mistakes; especially when I saw how my lack of boundaries impacted a trusting soul. Passion is a powerful and often confusing delight. How we handle this mountain of power is what distinguishes us between beings of integrity and beings of lust. One is not bad or good, but each serves a different purpose.

In my work as a seasoned practitioner of the high art of sexual awakening and healing, I take my commitment to hold sacred, impeccable space very seriously. Long gone are the days where my boundaries waver, and I’m honored to hold a powerful, safe, and ethical space for anyone who is ready to heal their sexuality and claim their sexual awakening.

Are you ready to claim your sexual healing and awakening? Join us on Maui April 21-28 for The Sacred Feminine Mystery School’s Awakening & Healing Retreat for Women … a $500 off early-bird discount is available through December 31st.

I Left My Heart in Costa Rica

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Pura Vida

A soft rain falls just an arm’s reach from my breakfast coffee amidst the jungle foliage surrounding the open air dining. I reflect on every gorgeous moment of our immersion into the essence of Nature known in Costa Rica as “Pura Vida.” I feel this healthy wholesomeness seep into my cells breath by breath in one of the world’s few “Blue Zones,” where people naturally live longer lives. Where my soon-to-be new home in Panama City oozes Salsa, sexy, and sublime… my neighbor to the northwest is famous for the Pure Life.

Coming Home 

It’s been five years since I’ve been involved in facilitating a weeklong retreat, and I feel like I’ve come HOME. I believe that every one of the 21 women who attended our first tropical Sacred Feminine Mystery School Retreat is abundantly delighted, surprised, and satisfied. They went home with way more than they expected. We loved Blue Spirit Retreat Center so much that we booked it for next year, November 24-December 1!

Revelation

The testimonials offered by the women who attended (now featured on our Maui retreat page) confirm the truth of how essential this kind of connection is to their lives. For me, it reconfirmed how important this gathering of the feminine is to the core values of the larger Feminine collective. I daresay it was even a revelation.

It was also a big revelation for Amrita Grace, my beloved co-founder and co-facilitator as well as my designated lineage holder and business manager. Like a bolt of lightning, she got potently recharged with her mission to bring this precious, unique body of work to the world in a coherent, cohesive way. (More about that soon)

Practical Expansion

Even the loftiest and most expansive ideas need the practical and organizational skills of a linear mind to ground them into the earth plane and translate them into understandable terms. This is why Amrita and I are such a stellar team! Where I am weak, she is strong. Where I have thirty years of education and experience in achieving bliss through the FUNdamentals of pleasure and play, Amrita puts these fundamentals into a cohesive set of teachings that allows the brain to engage (and then let go) in order to surrender into the Practice of AH (Awakening & Healing). From beginning to advanced practice, from sexual healing practice to sexual awakening practice, we proceed without agenda for the purpose of a sacred and divine blessing to this essence of feminine energy.

Mystery School Mysteries

So what really happened here during our first offering of the Sacred Feminine Mystery School week-long retreat, attended by women from all over the world? Together, as a circle, we created a container so sacred, so powerful, and so filled with integrity, that we were able to go on a well-supported journey into the depths of who we are as feminine beings. We surrendered into the tenderness of the sisterhood while we let go of the burdens of shame, resistance, anger, mistrust, and pain that we’ve carried for lifetimes, handed down through the generations of our foremothers, making space for the sweetness of bliss and pleasure that is our birthright.

Retire? Ha ha, the joke’s on me!

As the Founder of Divine Feminine Awakening and co-founder, with Amrita, of the Sacred Feminine Mystery School, I can now see where my “retirement” ideas are leading… into a new decade of work with Amrita as we weave a curriculum for our Mystery School that’s built on a foundation of the AH Practice and grounded in a new paradigm of feminine principles.

Additional delights

Shamanic Breathwork, offered by Amrita, now has a solid place in the curriculum. Living Blueprint Astrology is also woven in and is essential to the process. This feminine-centered body of work is offered by Lauren Jubelirer, a divinely informed Astrologer and Acupuncturist. Morning Yoga begins each day with a delight for our bodies, offered in such a grace-filled way for every level of participant by Rachel Fiske. Believe me, if Rachel could entice me onto the mat at 7:00 each morning and send me off the mat loving my body, mind, and spirit in preparation for the day, she has a true gift. I have attended and left many yoga classes over the years simply because the teachers do not offer the gentle approach I believe hatha yoga to be.

The Sacred Masculine

I will end this missive in praise of and appreciation to Apollo Grace, Amrita’s beloved husband, who offered AH sessions to the women as an optional service during the week. Their responses, one and all, were filled with gratitude for the Sacred Masculine presence Apollo offers just by being his sincere and loving self. This Feminine Mystery School knows the value of healthy masculine balance, and we proudly offer it where we can find it.

More, please!

We turn our attention now to our next retreat on Maui, April 21-28, 2018. Several of the women who came to Costa Rica signed up for Maui as the retreat week came to an end, knowing how important this work is and feeling the desire to experience more of it as they awaken long-asleep parts of themselves and open their arms to greet a brand new era of Awakening and Healing on the planet.

Home is where my heart is, and it’s good to be HOME!

In deepest joy, Caroline

P.S. We’ve added two new dates for Sacred Feminine Conversations, December 9th and January 6th. It’s a free global telecall with the sacred feminine sisterhood, hosted by me and Amrita. International phone numbers are available. More info here.

Beginnings and Endings on Maui – Saying Goodbye

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In August of 1985, I rented my first home on the island of Maui. As we drove down a bumpy dirt road toward the stunning blue Pacific, I was struck by a sign that said Door of Faith Church. Energy tingled through my entire body as I realized I was opening that door, the door of faith, on this magical island thousands of miles from the US mainland.

Recently I received the final payment from the sale of the beautiful ocean-view temple home and property I developed and built in 1987 on Door of Faith Road. It has been ten years since I said Aloha to my precious home with its 50 coconut palms on three acres. I truly gave birth to a vision of living on a luscious tropical island in paradise.

I taught many, many workshops at Hale Akua Garden Farm Retreat Center near my home on Door of Faith Road… the last one over a decade ago. I’m ready for completion and closure with the Door of Faith, so I am returning to Hale Akua one last time to bring it all full circle with a women’s sexual awakening and healing retreat this April. This will be my final scheduled Maui workshop as I’ll be moving to Central America shortly after this retreat.

Hale Akua means House of the Divine. It’s no mistake that so many lives have been transformed here, where the tropical trade winds blow away that which no longer serves you and the energies of Mama Maui infuse you with love, joy, beauty, pleasure, and truth. It’s the ultimate blessing, to live for a week in the perfection of nature… warm, moist, and nurturing to the very core of your soul. In this place, I have witnessed more miracles than I can recount.

To this day, I still hear from students who participated in one of the many weeklong retreats I had the privilege of teaching at Hale Akua. Were you one of them? I would love to hear about your Hale Akua experience in the comments below.

Aloha… it means hello, goodbye, and I love you.

Aloha, Caroline

PS. Please, my darling… please do not let this opportunity pass you by. It’s likely the last time I travel back to Maui to sit in sadhana with you and share my wisdom. There’s an early-bird rate available through the end of January.