If you haven’t read Parts 1-3, you’ll want all the buildup and juicy details before diving in to Part 4. Start here with Part 1.

Bearing in mind that this anticipated time together in person with my Imaginary Lover (I.L.) is purely imaginary, read on…

We find a place to be alone, as I know I want to not just see and touch him, but also to feel my whole body in immediate closeness with his. He becomes human as my cells inhale him, and a part of me begins to settle down.

We find a way to be in the water together, water being a “happy place” for both of us. My arms are wide open, my heart is wide open, my eyes are wide open, my legs are wide open, and my lips and smile are wide open. I do not feel any need for protection on any level. That may change, but for now, this is a really great feeling. While this fantasy is lots of fun to ponder, the truth is that I have already received all I ever actually need from my I.L.

Am I helping him? Am I “working” with him sufficiently as was the initial request? I’ll have to ask… but my hunch is yes. When I work with someone, the tools of my trade are actually with me at all times. I use the power of my love and consciousness. These are the tools of my trade… Loving and being Loved. I keep it simple. Just about everything that needs to be revealed will come to the surface within the context of Loving and being Loved.

Admittedly, in sexual healing work I have a list of things for giving a session… setting a sacred space, warm oils and towels, pillows for comfort, lubricant, soft music, flickering candles … you get the picture.

But, is that all necessary or even ideal? Hands-on work I learned in my Tantra studies. The power of hands on the body and asking permission to touch either with clothes on or off tend to further open the body for the healing that is invited and needed.  I have been a massage therapist for forty years and I love what happens when both giving and receiving during a good massage.

Payment for this “work” together was agreed upon, but never really implemented by mutual, unspoken agreement. Of course,  he could always choose to pay according to our agreement, but quite honestly I would prefer a long, deep, full-disclosure Kick-Ass, F—K YES! Friendship” like the one we are having now.

I believe he knows now that he will hear from me every day just as I am now resting in the comfort of knowing I will hear from him. If too busy for words, then just sending a photo tells me everything. Photos of a sunset, waves coming into the sand, a flower opening on a vine … little but big things like that.

I admit to loving this locked in, locked down period of time. I am taking more naps, indulging in rest. I close the door to my private space, signaling my partner DO NOT DISTURB. My mind will often gauge whether I have pleasured myself recently, so whether I feel like it or not, I will often simply rest a warm hand or fingers over my Pearl and labia, allowing time to signal what will happen next.  I then imagine the penetrating eyes of my Imaginary Lover. Soon… arousal springs from an underground “spring” as it often does…

With warm fingers well covered in Yoni Butter™, the perfect symphony of circles and spirals begins. My I.L. continues to gaze as my pleasure spirals upward. It doesn’t matter how long I take, climax signals The End, and often the end is minutes long! How blessed I feel. How not alone I feel. How warm and covered in love I feel. Dripping in post orgasmic Bliss, and after a long recovery, I join my partner on the terrace for a glass of wine.

Texting my I.L. that a juicy story is about to come in over the network, I began to howl in laughter, releasing so much worldly tension, Virus energies, dead bodies being buried in the parks of New York City, fears of not enough, and when will the restaurants ever open again? My sweetheart asks me “What’s so funny?” and I just can’t stop laughing! Hysteria is a good cure for stress.  Pleasure is even better.

My I.L. and I have not had a reason to define our first meeting as yet… there is no air travel, we are all in quarantine, and we don’t yet know if we will live through this pandemic. But in the meantime, I’ve got the Ideal Relationship!

Big love, Caroline

 

If you haven’t read Parts 1 and 2, you’ll want all the juicy details before diving in to Part 3. Start here with Part 1 and here’s the link for Part 2.

I find this “ideal” man compelling, arousing, sexually stimulating, and fulfilling during my private time with myself, and I respectfully asked him for his permission to “use” his presence during my self-pleasuring time. I described for him in detail how I felt his essence … his energy … coursing through me from the beginning. It is his eyes that penetrate me, not his genitals. Then again, it is love that is my turn-on. He leads with his heart as many others do, and those are the people, men or women, who attract me.

It led to an interesting dialogue about how people rarely ask permission in sexual, let alone imaginary sexual situations. I believe he felt respected by my inquiry, and perhaps just a little lit up, also!

I’ve bestowed him with the title Imaginary Lover, and it’s in my imagination where sexual arousal often begins, especially when even lovers cannot get physically together to “love one another”… at least not without endangering their health  and that of their families! Oh, there are lots of ways to exchange sexual connection and turn-on via text messaging, photos, and videos, but none of that is what I am interested in defining here.

There is great value in keeping our sexual energy moving in a healthy way, even, and especially, during a global crisis! Alone is fine, but being under the penetrating gaze of a quality (or, I suppose, even a non-quality) person somehow makes the whole experience of solo orgasms more enticing … more enjoyable … and certainly more intense!

I also notice the purity of this ideal relationship in that I cannot find fault with any part of him. He lives in ideal perfection… whereas my daily and primary partner is not that ideal to me for various little reasons, such as mild irritants, hard-of-hearing moments, or that ongoing cough I continue to hear from the other room. After twenty years I do not find sex with my primary partner as satisfying as many of my solo self-pleasuring sessions and that’s simply the truth.

I also find this “other beloved” taking up residence deep within my heart. I rarely notice when I am NOT thinking about him… he is with me nearly all my time even when I am with my significant partner. I just can’t shake him loose, nor do I want to!

Will we ever meet? That remains a question. We have both admitted to knowing we will quite possibly feel shy when we do finally meet and spend some time together. How I see that time is purely imaginary, but here is what I hope…

Be sure to stay tuned for Part 4, the final part, where I share my desires, hopes, and fantasies for a meeting in person.

I always love and welcome your comments!

Big love, Caroline

 

If you haven’t read Part 1, you’ll want the background before diving in to Part 2. Read it here.

More than four months have now passed since I began my “ideal” socially distant relationship with a man who reached out to me in January. I have been living in an altered state of consciousness for the majority of these past months, barely noticing the trials and tribulations of this major global and home life change due to the Coronavirus pandemic, social distancing, and everything familiar about my daily life upended. I’m still dancing on the rooftops with my new “friend,” we have burned up the airwaves with our text threads filled with words, photos, art, poetry, disappointments, hopes, dreams, and fantasies. Add to that a host of Word documents, emails (but only a very few phone calls), and one more zoom call.

We both love the silence of texting, though we often hear each other’s voices on the videos we send. I am clearly the one who has (what I am finally admitting) a serious crush on him. But really, is a crush soooo serious? Here’s what I found on Google…

Crush is defined as a brief but intense infatuation for someone, especially someone inappropriate or unattainable.          

 The crush, as long as that person remain a crush, isn’t real. … A crush is a vaguely human-shaped hole in the air into which you pour your own imagination, dreams, projections, desires, and longings. Yes, a crush can turn into love. But before that happens, your crush must first turn into something else: a human being.

 Butterflies in your stomach, anxiousness over how long it takes for someone to text you back, obsessing about when you’ll see them again, sweaty palms, etc. Crushes-we’ve all been there, and they’re not just for those middle school days, seriously. The struggle of trying to actually chill out when you have a crush is real and the science behind crushes is fascinating, as are the precious stories of people’s crushes becoming real.

I am also thanking him profusely for holding space and connection with me while I unprofessionally summersaulted through this crush, writing him at all times of the day or night, always with salutations of “sweetheart,” “beloved one,” “gorgeous,” and on and on. At some point I began to realize that he was not feeling the same things I was, as he clearly, warmly, and honestly would inform me that he was just not open to sharing his sexuality or even becoming “virtual” lovers with anyone.

In such beautiful words, he defined this time in his life as a time to reclaim his autonomy while gaining higher insight into his nobility, integrity, and spirituality as a man, which of course just made me fall even harder.

Of course, my wise and mature self totally agrees and supports his feelings and his space. Aren’t I just the most spacious “lover” a man could ever ask for? Not only do I live with my domestic partner of twenty years, I am also twenty years older than “the other beloved,” not to mention half a world away!

And yet…. and yet…

Be sure to stay tuned for Part 3, where I describe the effect this man is having on me, in detail!

Big love, Caroline

Ideal Relationship | Caroline MuirWhether you have a love relationship with another or just with yourself, I imagine it falls somewhere between “ideal” and “reality.” But what if there’s another option? What I am proposing is a socially distant ideal relationship… like the one that I am now experiencing during this global life change in what feels like my new “world order.”

Right after we entered into 2020 in January, a man inquired via my website about working with me. The contact form was screened by my Virtual Assistant, and when she forwarded the form to me, she mentioned that she knew of this man and urged me to consider working with him. Since I don’t normally work privately with men unless they are part of a couple, she knew I would likely not follow up with him without her encouragement, and her hunch was strong.

After responding in an email about what a private session or series of them might look like, he informed me that he would like to work on zoom only and we set up our first call. It was warm and cordial, each in our respective homes over a half a world apart.

He spoke openly about his recently orchestrated ending of a twenty-year marriage and the emotional challenges he was facing. Asking him how he found and chose me from all of the therapists or Tantra practitioners he could work with locally, he said I had touched his heart with the depth he felt in me during an interview I had done months earlier. It touched me as well that this was what motivated him to contact me… my deep heart!

We ended the call within an hour with me honestly saying that I would love to work with him in whatever way he felt most comfortable, and I admitted that I needed a connection of this kind also. It surprised me that I was that vulnerable with him and I know it surprised and delighted him as well, seeing as how neither of us yet knew what kind of connection we would be having. He was very open about his feelings of failure both emotionally and financially. I also admitted that I was facing some emotional challenges in my primary relationship of twenty years, and that financial realities were more precarious for me as well.

Off now to a good start of openness and honesty, I kept looking at how I would further working with him without access to my usual healing modalities that have always required intimate touch and contact. Within a week I sent him a text message, not realizing it was the middle of his night but morning for me. He instantly responded by text that he was tossing and turning in bed when my message landed and how happy he was to hear from me. Delighted and surprised at how he welcomed me, I believe that was the moment my heart began to open more fully. Could this person actually become a good friend, I wondered?

Be sure to stay tuned for Part 2, which picks up several months and several thousand texts later! I always welcome your comments, too!

Big love, Caroline

As I join with you in this time of Truth and Trust, I invite our Oneness to shine upon those who are called the “essential workers” … those who are keeping our needs met while we quarantine at home with our kids and movies and loved ones.

I am passionately behind this project called “Honoring The Essential Workers,” and you can read the whole story below. I am honored to be friends with the author, artist, and sculptor, Spar Street, who conceived and implemented this project. I highly recommend you acquaint yourself with his work!

I made the first donation to this cause in order to put my sincere effort behind this launch to the general public! Please join me if your heart says YES!

May we join together in the great Heart of Peace.

Caroline

Honoring the Essential
A Movement to Acknowledge Those Who are Sustaining Our Lives

Who could refrain that had a heart to love and in that heart courage to make love known? ~ William Shakespeare

After 9/11, people raised flags in their yards, flew them from their cars, and wore hats, buttons, and t-shirts to make their love known. Sculptures, monuments, and awards were made to honor those who died and those who served. 9/11 was a horrific situation. People let go of everything but their love for a while. It was moving and powerful, beautiful and inspiring!

I want to bring that level of power, beauty and inspiration to into the world now. I want to make flags, hats, t-shirts, pins, buttons, and sculptures to make our love known to the essential workers at this time when thousands of people dying every day from COVID-19. I want to launch a website where people can post their thoughts about the courageous people in their lives that are still serving, or those who did serve and died from the virus. I want to honor and acknowledge the fact that essential workers are still finding the courage to show up for work, thereby sustaining our lives. And I want to you, if you feel inspired to do so, to join me and make this happen.

The inspiration, passion, and compassion to take action began in early April while standing in a checkout line. Through the eerie coldness of people standing silently, all wearing masks and maintaining social distance from each other, came the dry, sarcastic humor of the clerk joking with the customer in front of me. He said “I am an essential worker. I am immune to the virus.”

At one level, I appreciated that he was making light of a heavy situation… and at a deeper level, I recognized that I, as an individual, and we, as a collective, are not really acknowledging the “essential workers” for the service they are providing and the tremendous risks they are taking to provide those services. From my perspective, this is a profound demonstration of the care they have for us. Without these essential services our lives could not be sustained for long. They are risking their lives to sustain ours.

Two nights later, I was buying dog food and I told the woman serving me the story about the check-out person joking about being “essential” and therefor “immune to the virus.” I told her I can’t stop thinking about how this cashier used to get up and go to his relatively safe job, collect his paycheck at the end of the week, and take care of his family with what he brought home. Now he was going to work with no guarantee of safety, no guarantee that he would not catch this virus, get sick, or even die, and no guarantee he would not pass on the same fate to those he loves.

She looked cautiously into my eyes as if to decide if I could truly see what she was going through. I told her that I honored her for her courage, the courage to know the risks of going to work, both for her and those she loves, and going to work anyway. Tears started welling up in her eyes and she said, “Nobody is talking about what it takes to come to work under these conditions! I don’t think anyone wants to acknowledge that we are risking everything!”

Her eyes showed me the intensity of all that she was feeling. I replied, “You are being so brave. I see you.” When I saw that she had let that in, I said, “The truth is that you have, at some level, looked fear in the eye, and chosen to be of service to something more valuable than fear… You have chosen to care. You have chosen to love. I honor you for that.”

How many other essential workers feel unacknowledged and unseen for the all-encompassing commitment they are making? These people are risking everything so we all can live! The question haunted me for days. How can we say “Thank you” for their courage, their bravery, and their extraordinary commitment in a way that truly honors what they are exposing themselves to and the ways in which they are risking everything they love in order to serve us?”

Many of the workers at the hospital here on Maui now have COVID 19. The same is true in cities around the world. Workers from grocery stores and the post office have died. They are risking their lives and the lives of those they love by their continued commitment to serve. I consider this level of commitment heroic. I believe they are part of the making of history right now. They are being brave in the face of unthinkable risks to make a stand for something bigger than fear. I think it is important that we honor and acknowledge them for their courage in a truly meaningful, heartfelt way.

I believe showing our support with flags, t-shirts, buttons, hats, cards, and sculpture could touch their souls and renew their spirit. They would feel our support, especially in the times it feels too tough, too impossible, too meaningless to go on. I believe we are in this together, and that there will be a time when our essential workers will need to feel our caring behind the noble commitment they have made. I believe that how we work together now will determine what is born out of this challenging time. I believe that how we connect with, acknowledge, and honor the brave human beings around us right now will determine not only how we go through this, but what comes out of it.

How much more energy would they have if everywhere they went, they saw a symbol that told them “I see you. I honor you. I thank you. You are essential”? I would love to see them seeing that! Would it light you up to be part of that? They so much more than just “essential workers.” They are the heroic embodiment of love, caring, and courage. They are the embodiment of everything that is good, true, and beautiful about being human beings. And I believe there is great value both for them and for us to stand up and give a powerful voice to seeing these people for who they have chosen to be in the face of great danger.

I have designed a symbol that we can wear as a statement of honor and appreciation. It can be worn as a pin, a shirt, a hat, or a mask, or flown as a flag on your lawn or your car. The symbol we have chosen is a heart within heart, to reflect the open-hearted nature of these courageous people serving us right now. I also envision an award made as a small sculpture that we could give to anyone we wanted to personally acknowledge a friend, family member, or employee for their courage and commitment at this time. With enough funding, larger sculptures could be put up in cities to honor those who found the courage to take the risk of going to work to sustain our lives in the face of unthinkable odds. The cumulation of all of this would show that we see and appreciate the value and worth of these courageous and committed people.

Amir Dossal, Co-Founder and President of Global Partnerships Forum, has agreed to partner with me in forwarding this movement by making his 501 (c) 3 charity status available for donations to this cause. Mr. Dossal served as Executive Director for the UN Office for Partnerships and has received many prestigious awards for his contributions to the well-being of humanity over the last 35 years.

Should you want to donate through his charitable status organization, please find details of how to donate below and receive a tax receipt for your contribution.

In addition, if you would like to own one of my artworks right now, all of the proceeds from that exchange will go towards moving this forward.

Thank you for reading this and considering it. I sincerely appreciate it.

Spar Street
Painter/Sculptor

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More about Spar:

Over the course of his esteemed career, Spar Street has created artworks for people who want the art they collect to empower the feeling of being deeply connected to the people and ideas they care about most. The emotional and spiritual qualities of his work have uplifted and inspired many of the world’s most influential and admired leaders on a daily basis for more than 35 years.

Spar’s work has been featured in solo and group exhibitions nationally and internationally in galleries and cultural centers, including Art Miami, Miami Beach, Florida; Art Miami Context in Miami Beach, Florida; Hay Hill Gallery in London; Alp Galleries in Frankfurt, Germany; SCOPE in Basel, Switzerland; Gallery 1949 in Aspen, Colorado; the Museum of Contemporary Art in San Diego; the Hansen Galleries in New York City; Gallery Rodeo in Beverly Hills, California; the Pam Driscoll Gallery in Aspen, Colorado; Gallery Duval in Key West, Florida: GRAMMY Art of Music Gallery in Las Vegas; Plaza Galleries, Whistler, B. C., Canada; Artesia Gallery in Vail, Colorado; Richard Thomas Galleries in Park City, Utah and San Francisco; J. R. Fine Arts in Scottsdale, Arizona; International Art in Miami; FACT Gallery in Laguna Beach, California; the Masterpiece Gallery in Boca Raton, Florida; the Rendez-Vous Art Gallery in Vancouver, B. C., Art Link in Sydney, Australia; and Art Gallery Masajiro in Tokyo.

In addition, his work is in private, corporate, and public collections including those of Sir Richard Branson, Ted Turner, Andre Agassi, Richard Gere, The United Nations, The Virgin Group, Bank of Hawaii, Canadian Imperial Bank of Commerce, Neiman Marcus Group, HSBC, The Seagram Company, Pan Pacific Hotels, Nike Corporation, Federal Express., the B. C. Children’s Hospital, Columbia Academy, Lions Gate Hospital, Shaughnessy Hospital, Simon Fraser University.

For many years Spar Street’s sculpture, The Agent of Change, has been given as an award at UN events to honor presidents, prime ministers and dignitaries who are changing the world for the better.

Spar had personal experience with a virus that put him in the hospital for 4 days with a temperature of 105 degrees. Thanks to the essential worker that helped him survive, he still lives and works on Maui.

“If this is the end of the world, the best thing to do is love everyone and enjoy every moment. And if this is not the end of the world, the best thing to do is love everyone and enjoy every moment. ~Ram Das

I am in deep appreciation for those who bring me inspiration! One great lady with whom I have been doing online Zoom sessions is Tamalla Mallet. She is an Intuition Empowerment Coach and offers dimensional insights into what is driving each of us and our world at this time. It’s been so transformative for me!

I contacted her two months ago, knowing I was stuck and really needed a helping hand. Receiving the clear information from her and my guides that my Soul’s purpose is unfolding as “Divine Love and Partnership or Union,” I feel more on purpose given the uncertainties in life. Staying true to due North has my compass guiding me toward the shimmering Star of Truth… Be All That I Am More Than Ever!

I more deeply feel my true value as a woman here on earth at this time. I am successfully breaking the ties to my past that have held me back. Taking ownership of my true purpose gives me the ability to not only achieve my dreams, but to hold them in sacred union.

On the subject of creativity, I am inspired to begin making YouTube videos. I have some valuable and juicy subjects I am called to share in this more efficient way as an alternative to the in-person workshops which I’ve been teaching for decades (I do have ONE LAST in person workshop scheduled in September… hopefully, we’ll be in the clear by then!). The world wide web of connection becomes even more important as this crazy virus tries to keep us apart. My iPhone takes me into the arms and hearts of those I love, often in very juicy ways. Stay tuned!

More than ever, the sensual aspect of my nature nourishes me. When everything “out there” is so out of balance, coming inside to what makes me feel alive is essential. My intention is to always move toward more pleasure. I am turning up the volume into the erotic, the imaginary, and the deep, and I love company!

So, my invitation to you is: rather than focus on the fear, focus on Fun, Fabulous, and Feeling Good.

You are the only one who can control or guide where your mind is taking you. I have always found that pleasure and fun are the best antidotes to worry and fear.

Up-level your ability to shift and master your thoughts and emotions through tuning into and turning toward your own body. Maybe pleasure means brushing your hair in the opposite direction from normal.

Find ways to play with yourself as if your face is the canvas and you are the fine artist who creates magic through color and shadow… then remove what you have applied just enough to leave the most natural impression in the mirror, through your eyes, the windows to your soul. This suggestion hints at the opportunity to know more of yourself.

I also love having more time to read email newsletters, text messages, and listen to audible books, as well as an hour a day of stretching and moving my body into where it thanks me for noticing.

Here’s my current mantra, and you’re welcome to borrow it: All is Well … Everything Always Works Out for Me.  Repeat often, and remember to breathe!

I miss you and I love you Big and Bigger each day,

xo Caroline

Many wonderful Blessings of the New Year!

This is my first love letter to you this year, and do I ever have NEWS!!!

The feminine in me is turning up the volume, and I invite you to join me! What that really means is that I am doing what truly makes me happy! It means spending more and more of my precious time fulfilling my deepest longings … or perhaps better put … fulfilling my highest calling!

It’s looking something like this: I devoted the entire month of January to loving my body from the inside out. Cleansing on whole foods, dropping the daily habit of wine around dinner-time, nibbling on dark chocolate because it’s over 80% and therefore good for me. I’m following the Whole30 regime of eating, devoted to prioritizing my health. The cravings were intense until I broke through, about Day 10.

On Day 11, a miracle arrived in my inbox. An inquiry to work with someone who asked “Would you consider working with me, even though you don’t normally work with men?” Since he is five thousand miles away, we can only work on Zoom or iMessage. It’s a deep dive to receive the authentic transparency of a truly fine man… then again, my life and my work have thoroughly convinced me of the inherent beauty of the masculine.

Since the core of my “work” is love, loving, and being loved, I have hit the jackpot! Could it have anything to do with living next door to a Casino! Dear Lord, all this because I gave up wine and embraced dark chocolate? And that, my darling, is just some of my Big News!

 My next client is coming for an Immersion here in Panama City in early February from winter in Canada … a woman who sounds like so many of the women who contact me … a woman whose body is changing along with her libido … a woman who is ready to give primary attention to understanding and accepting herself as she is now, rather than trying to hold on for dear life to her youth. And so I will do what I do best … I will simply love her within the container of Nurturing, Awakening, and Healing into the youth that is always within.

As I pulled on a cute pair of new pink shorts this morning, I noticed a tag softly sewn inside. Here is what was delicately printed on the silken tag:

Run from what’s comfortable

              Forget safety ~ Live where you fear to live

              Destroy your reputation. Be notorious

              I have tried prudent planning long enough

              From now on, I’ll be mad.  Rumi

 There is more … so much more. But I promise not to take up too much of your time. Thank you for being here and thank you for opening up to my exaltation, for I truly want everything wonderful for you.

Now is the perfect time to register for my final live weeklong retreat for Women in The Netherlands, September 19-26. There’s a nice early-bird discount and zero-interest payment plans. Let’s do this together!

I love you madly, passionately and sincerely,

xo Caroline

With my final live event, the September 2020 retreat in The Netherlands, now beginning to fill, I am focusing some of my festive Holiday energy on calling YOU in for this celebration! Especially while there is still a juicy early-bird discount and fabulous bonuses for registering… aren’t we always looking for a great deal this time of year?

My future is looking clearer than ever, while leaving lots of room for surprises. In order to simplify my life with less travel, I am choosing to remain happily in Panama City, Panama … doing only Private Immersions, online Skype teaching, and Discovery Calls with people inquiring about Tantra. My Nurturing, Awakening, and Healing sessions are a source of deep joy for me.

Whew… that sounds like enough for semi-retirement! I am able now to free Amrita Grace into her radiance and empowerment running, teaching, and managing the Sacred Feminine Mystery School®, a full-time job that she loves and adores. I have had the privilege of watching her grow into the force she now is while she made my public life function smoothly as my business manager and virtual assistant for many years. Her wings are spread far and wide, while mine need to hug my body more closely. Every eagle comes to nest and rest when her wings become laden with too many migrations.

As you look toward the holidays and gifting, please remember to see how you can best Gift Yourself also … with time just for you. I am seeing the retreat in The Netherlands as my excuse to play in a great European city, Amsterdam, for a week after the retreat; sipping cappuccinos by the Canals and visiting some of the great museums of Europe while giving myself time to see the world from my eyes only.

This gathering of the Feminine in The Netherlands is exactly what is needed to evolve collective sexual consciousness during this powerful time of evolution and transition. We are consciously collaborating with the new Sacred Feminine energies that are streaming onto the planet right now.

I’ll be joined by a lineup of amazing teachers… Amrita Grace, Martine Florus, Rachel Fiske, and Lauren Jubelirer. I WILL ALSO BE OFFERING A LIMITED NUMBER OF PRIVATE SESSIONS AT THIS RETREAT!

In loving embrace, Caroline

PS Be sure to visit the gorgeous webpage for my final live event with $150 in luscious bonuses and a $400 off early-bird discount!

Goddesses of the Celestial Gallery is a wonderful book that has been with me for at least two decades. This stunning art book creates a strong presence in any space I ordain as my Treatment Room, Yoga Space, or Meditation Space. As I open the very large cover, page after page of stunning Buddhist and Hindu art is revealed, all painted and produced by Romio Shrestha. The Preface is by Carline Myss, the Foreword by Deepak Chopra, and the Afterword by Andrew Harvey… impressive teachers one and all.

Within these pages of paintings that come so alive, I feel like I’m walking through a rare Gallery of Hindu Art compiled throughout history. The narrative teaches the value of gazing at these magnificent paintings as a way to embody the Divine Feminine within. No doubt you have found your own inspirational art that reminds you of the divinity of your sacred soul.

I love the Preface by Caroline Myss! It was this paragraph in particular that compelled me to serve Her through serving the women I work with and have taught now for over thirty-five years. In teaching and doing healing work, I have been blessed to deeply embody the path of feminine wholeness.

Preface by Caroline Myss

“The era of the Divine Feminine has returned. This is not just a statement to be appreciated for its symbolic significance; the emergence of the feminine tells us that an ascension in consciousness is in progress within the collective soul of humanity, penetrating every endeavor on Earth. We can feel the presence of the feminine awakening in every facet of life, from eruptions in nature to the vast social changes sweeping across the global community. The Divine Feminine does not enter into our lives softly or silently. She intends to make her presence known as she focuses her love, her fury, her passion, her beauty, her creativity and her sexuality to ignite yet another cycle of human evolution. The Divine Feminine has always been a presence in the human experience, to be sure, but she has kept to the background until her cycle of evolution returned. That time is now.”

We are extremely fortunate to have so many choices at this time in herstory. With the internet at our fingertips, we can literally view the greatest Art or Music or Literature by pressing Enter!

The Sacred Feminine Mystery School® workshops and events I offer alongside Amrita Grace are in-person, in-the-flesh opportunities to Enter with grace, intention, presence, and activation. Amrita recently returned from Glastonbury and the Provence region of France, where she immersed herself in the sacred sites of Mary Magdalene. Through experiences like these, we continue to refine and elevate our unique and precious offering of Sacred Sexual Awakening & Healing® for women.

It’s Time to RISE

This time is right now for the sacred feminine to rise through each of us, whatever our gender, when we choose to embrace the energies that are emerging to support our individual divinely feminine embodiment. Regardless of whether you believe in Mary Magdalene as an historical figure, perhaps you carry a sense of simply knowing beyond believing that the Sacred Feminine in all her many forms and faces is real and is ready to emerge as the force of Love we so need on the planet right now.

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I have and have had many Marys in my life, including my mother. Each time I hear this sacred name that emanates the holiest of holies, I feel the radiance of Shakti and Shekinah that is breathed through the syllables.

What are your thoughts, your visions, your hopes, and your dreams about the emergence of the sacred feminine on the planet right now?

I can’t wait to read them!

Much love, Caroline

The Panama night is balmy and seductive as I slip my two tickets to Copillia into my evening bag, noting that I rarely dress up for an evening out. A production of this classical Ballet was suggested by a young Russian woman in the gym who I am getting to know. She assured me that the National Ballet of Panama was excellent! With that in mind, I invited my dear Italian Ayurvedic massage therapist, his wife and two little girls to accompany us.

A Night at the Ballet … memories of Lincoln Center … a thousand nights at the ballet in New York City during my twenties. Why is Ballet such a passion for me, given that I have great compassion for the payout dancers must make to train their bodies at this level? But as the curtain goes up, the troupe of young men and women dance before my eyes in costumes that glitter with enchantment, creating a spell to the early music of Leo Delibes, Tchaikovsky, and many others. The sheer grace of the dancing stars is familiar this night as the curtain raises like a full moon erupting from the ocean.

To my delight and surprise, the two- and four-year-old daughters of my friends became the focus of my attention along with the dancers on the stage. The two-year-old had been preparing for this night with mommy and daddy by watching YouTube productions of Swan Lake with her big sister. She was dressed in sheer pink, so that her movements, as she mimicked the ballerinas in the space between the first row and the stage, were spell-binding. Tears poured from my eyes as I took in both the little one and the highly trained dancers on the stage.

I felt her pure oneness with the performance. She was the Star of her own stage! Light poured from her eyes and she never missed a moment of the evening though way past her bedtime. Her Papa smiled his love upon her as he protected his little ballerina… her occasional rushes into his arms for reassurance were so human, precious, and vulnerable.

Wouldn’t we all like to have our Papa’s arms to rush into for reassurance? Wouldn’t we all like to be wearing our long gauzy gown or pink tutu to a night out with parents who adored us? Wouldn’t we all love to be mesmerized by the lights, the smell of the greasepaint, the roar of the crowd? Wouldn’t we all like to have felt so loved?

It’s never too late … never too late… never too late, I say.

I always adore your comments!

Let’s Dance, xoxo Carolina