Im still feeling the juiciness of our final Rites! We have been holding them for about seven years now and it had formed its own mini community. Very sweet for a gangbang party! We always had a spread of food and refreshments. Our wonderful guests appreciated (or at least humored) our witch ceremonies and dove in fully to the experience. It was really a privilege to create and hold space this sacredly erotic way. We even had a vestal virgin offer herself up to the full Rites!
Rather than be sad that it’s over, i would rather celebrate that it happened. In an industry so shifting, so few things have been a constant. To that, I credit my dear friend Sophia Amelia, who really held the tradition so long! It was a beautiful offering to our sacred whore BABALON (its quite fitting to end in the 7th year, that is one of her numbers!)
Lust & passion are best savored when new. While it can age well and be preserved, it does change in the process. Some loves are made for that, like cider apples. Others are made to be devoured fully, fresh and ripe. And the Rites, i feel, were that.
Loving within bounds and without attachment is one of the great lessons of this work--really, for me it is a practice I have taken on. It requires stretching slowly to do well, and mindfulness. I favor cultivating multiple kinds of loves, discovering, even inventing new ones. Honestly, we may need more words for all these emotions we allow ourselves to feel rather than simplifying them!
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