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Our group has met to practice sacred sexuality on a regular basis since 2001 in Florida. We have shared with hundreds of people through public workshops and festivals.
Below is an account posted by one of our members.
My experience in the Temple of Divine Ecstasy Bella © 10/28/05
We are all gathered in the room in which the ritual will take place. Those who will be witnessing the ritual are arrayed in various places around the room. Some sitting, some reclining, couples, groups and individuals, all are waiting for the ritual to begin.
The seven of us that will be performing gather in the center in a circle and begin. The Moderator speaks the invocation that begins the creation of our sacred space. The rest of the room falls away as his voice fills us and we focus on each other and the space created. In this space, we drop our clothes, symbolically stripping us of our mundane selves. The air caresses bodies that are no longer hidden, but revealed in joy and acceptance.
Next comes the purification by smudging; the smell of the sage fills the space. The smoke travels over our bodies as each of us breathes in the essence and it fills us with serenity and peace. In this state of peaceful being, the girls move to the center and hug. There are three of us, myself and the two beautiful women who will act as focus points during the ritual. We meet in the middle in a pressing of soft flesh and laughter. We embrace and kiss and giggle and bond before turning towards the outer circle of the men folk.
They each come before us in turn and are greeted with hugs and kisses. The laughter that began in the ladies hug is shared and brings joy to all of us. The bubbling laughter bonds us into a working unit that is stronger than each of us apart. Naked, bonded and with joy we turn towards the table, which is draped like an altar and prepared for us to begin.
The soft lighting and the sounds of chanting from the music fill the space. With smiles, we approach and each take our places around or on the table. There is no one at all now but us and all the time in the world.
I sit upon the table, looking at those gathered around me and lay back in perfect trust knowing that I am surrounded by love. My other half is my ground and he surrounds my feet with his hands; it is a wonderful, reaffirming base to start from. I know he will channel the energies back into me to create a complete circuit.
Our Moderator cradles my head. As he lays hands upon me, I know that I am cradled not just in his hands, but also in the energy of the multiverse. As we join, the current is begun, running from the All through my crown chakra, kether, and down to where I am grounded allowing it to circle back through and back out to the All. The feeling is of opening myself to what is about to begin.
The beautiful foci for this journey are positioned at my legs one on each side. Their hands upon me add to the energies that have already started to fill me. The remaining two members of our group position themselves on either side. They are the ones that will be assisting in stimulating the energy to charge it and make it dance.
I lie back, knowing all this and feel my mind empty; as I become the vessel for the work we are about to do. There is a momentary flash where I know that we are merely enacting a ritual that has taken place in many forms over the centuries. Sacred sexuality, tantra, kundalini ? all of these are names for what we are about to begin. In a shining moment of clarity I know that I am the embodiment of the Goddess and that the joy of my body and soul is a bounty, a boon that benefits all. I feel my 'self' slip away and the moment take me; we have begun.
Hands initiate the opening of my chakras starting with my head and following a natural progression down my body opening the throat chakra and causing my breath to catch. The heart chakra is next and I can feel my breasts tighten and fill with life force as it is brought out. My solar plexus, a place that is prone to weakness and damage in many of us, as hands are brought over it, it fills with warmth and healing energy that allow it to also be a source of strength and vitality. A hand cups my womanhood, comforting malkuth, the root chakra, saying with touch that its primal energies are both welcomed and desired. I can almost feel a thrum of energy as I am aligned.
With my root chakra still cupped, he takes his other hand and places it behind my neck completing a new circuit. I feel my back arch and my body respond as the energy leaps between his hands. This is what we are here for. This is what we are here to share. There is almost an audible click as all seven of us synch up and our auras meld into one harmonious whole.
The energy is fed in-stimulated-focused-circled back through the ground to increase the charge, continue the current that we are now all a part of. As my body and spirit vibrate higher and higher, building towards that divine ecstasy, I enlarge our circle to include those around us who wish to join. With each electric surge of pleasure, I throw it to those around us like spiritual fireworks. As my body bucks and arches off the table, I toss balls of delight, laughter, wholeness and harmony to the room, to the universe. Each gasp of pleasure, each surge of muscle, is not taking the pleasure for myself, but rather giving it back to the All, to everyone to do with it as they will.
Their hands and desire work my body and the energy is built higher and higher towards climax and, when it cannot be contained any longer, I am brought over. I scream out my joy and ecstasy as an offering, a sharing, a gift that is multiplied tenfold for the giving. Wave after wave of bliss hit my body and are shared by us, by those with us, by the universe.
As the peaks pass, the screams fade to gasps and my body is once again prone upon the table, we settle the energies back down. With soft strokes and slow extraction we begin to pull back until each of us are back to being individual parts of the whole. Hands are gently withdrawn from the temple of my body until only the moderator and ground remain. When the moderator feels my slow withdrawal from the heady energy of the universe, he breaks the connection and joins in the general petting and soft caressing that follow as if we are all reluctant to fully disconnect.
I take a deep breath, stretch like a sun-warmed cat and let out a giggle that bubbles with the joy of what just passed. I smile up at those around me with love and happiness. I sit up, with a bit of assistance, and we all hug each other in a wonderful outpouring of camaraderie. Hugging, kissing, laughing, backslapping, soft touches and teasing comments abound. Slowly, we turn our attentions back to the room at large and bring the laughter and joy to them. Our group doesn't disperse, but stays within physical contact for a bit afterwards. There is much touching and sharing of the energies that we still resonate with.
In retrospect, I realize that as the fingers slowly rotate, opening and encouraging my chakras to open, that it is not unlike the growth of a seed. The whole experience is like this. The initial ritual the seed coming into the ground, the losing of clothes like the opening of the seed's outer shell, the ground and moderator the soil and sun that makes the roots reach down and the sprout stretch out-the foci the rain-the stimulators the wind caressing the leaves, encouraging the stem to new growth until, between all of this the flower bursts forth in ecstatic joy, something beautiful to see, nourishing for those around it and carrying the seeds that allow new life to germinate.
I stay seated on the table to answer questions or just share the energies we just experienced. The energy is still filling me, overflowing to those around me. An image of another time, another place, and completing a similar ritual comes into my mind. I see myself full as I am now, sitting on a large pillow in a temple. I see the people come to me, to touch me, to share in the energy I am filled with. I am a channel to the universe, a channel to the divinity that is in all of us. I feel a shadow of that in the here and now. I am a vessel and it is good.
Namaste
Bella
Info here; divineecstasy.org/bodymagick.htm
Below is an account posted by one of our members.
My experience in the Temple of Divine Ecstasy Bella © 10/28/05
We are all gathered in the room in which the ritual will take place. Those who will be witnessing the ritual are arrayed in various places around the room. Some sitting, some reclining, couples, groups and individuals, all are waiting for the ritual to begin.
The seven of us that will be performing gather in the center in a circle and begin. The Moderator speaks the invocation that begins the creation of our sacred space. The rest of the room falls away as his voice fills us and we focus on each other and the space created. In this space, we drop our clothes, symbolically stripping us of our mundane selves. The air caresses bodies that are no longer hidden, but revealed in joy and acceptance.
Next comes the purification by smudging; the smell of the sage fills the space. The smoke travels over our bodies as each of us breathes in the essence and it fills us with serenity and peace. In this state of peaceful being, the girls move to the center and hug. There are three of us, myself and the two beautiful women who will act as focus points during the ritual. We meet in the middle in a pressing of soft flesh and laughter. We embrace and kiss and giggle and bond before turning towards the outer circle of the men folk.
They each come before us in turn and are greeted with hugs and kisses. The laughter that began in the ladies hug is shared and brings joy to all of us. The bubbling laughter bonds us into a working unit that is stronger than each of us apart. Naked, bonded and with joy we turn towards the table, which is draped like an altar and prepared for us to begin.
The soft lighting and the sounds of chanting from the music fill the space. With smiles, we approach and each take our places around or on the table. There is no one at all now but us and all the time in the world.
I sit upon the table, looking at those gathered around me and lay back in perfect trust knowing that I am surrounded by love. My other half is my ground and he surrounds my feet with his hands; it is a wonderful, reaffirming base to start from. I know he will channel the energies back into me to create a complete circuit.
Our Moderator cradles my head. As he lays hands upon me, I know that I am cradled not just in his hands, but also in the energy of the multiverse. As we join, the current is begun, running from the All through my crown chakra, kether, and down to where I am grounded allowing it to circle back through and back out to the All. The feeling is of opening myself to what is about to begin.
The beautiful foci for this journey are positioned at my legs one on each side. Their hands upon me add to the energies that have already started to fill me. The remaining two members of our group position themselves on either side. They are the ones that will be assisting in stimulating the energy to charge it and make it dance.
I lie back, knowing all this and feel my mind empty; as I become the vessel for the work we are about to do. There is a momentary flash where I know that we are merely enacting a ritual that has taken place in many forms over the centuries. Sacred sexuality, tantra, kundalini ? all of these are names for what we are about to begin. In a shining moment of clarity I know that I am the embodiment of the Goddess and that the joy of my body and soul is a bounty, a boon that benefits all. I feel my 'self' slip away and the moment take me; we have begun.
Hands initiate the opening of my chakras starting with my head and following a natural progression down my body opening the throat chakra and causing my breath to catch. The heart chakra is next and I can feel my breasts tighten and fill with life force as it is brought out. My solar plexus, a place that is prone to weakness and damage in many of us, as hands are brought over it, it fills with warmth and healing energy that allow it to also be a source of strength and vitality. A hand cups my womanhood, comforting malkuth, the root chakra, saying with touch that its primal energies are both welcomed and desired. I can almost feel a thrum of energy as I am aligned.
With my root chakra still cupped, he takes his other hand and places it behind my neck completing a new circuit. I feel my back arch and my body respond as the energy leaps between his hands. This is what we are here for. This is what we are here to share. There is almost an audible click as all seven of us synch up and our auras meld into one harmonious whole.
The energy is fed in-stimulated-focused-circled back through the ground to increase the charge, continue the current that we are now all a part of. As my body and spirit vibrate higher and higher, building towards that divine ecstasy, I enlarge our circle to include those around us who wish to join. With each electric surge of pleasure, I throw it to those around us like spiritual fireworks. As my body bucks and arches off the table, I toss balls of delight, laughter, wholeness and harmony to the room, to the universe. Each gasp of pleasure, each surge of muscle, is not taking the pleasure for myself, but rather giving it back to the All, to everyone to do with it as they will.
Their hands and desire work my body and the energy is built higher and higher towards climax and, when it cannot be contained any longer, I am brought over. I scream out my joy and ecstasy as an offering, a sharing, a gift that is multiplied tenfold for the giving. Wave after wave of bliss hit my body and are shared by us, by those with us, by the universe.
As the peaks pass, the screams fade to gasps and my body is once again prone upon the table, we settle the energies back down. With soft strokes and slow extraction we begin to pull back until each of us are back to being individual parts of the whole. Hands are gently withdrawn from the temple of my body until only the moderator and ground remain. When the moderator feels my slow withdrawal from the heady energy of the universe, he breaks the connection and joins in the general petting and soft caressing that follow as if we are all reluctant to fully disconnect.
I take a deep breath, stretch like a sun-warmed cat and let out a giggle that bubbles with the joy of what just passed. I smile up at those around me with love and happiness. I sit up, with a bit of assistance, and we all hug each other in a wonderful outpouring of camaraderie. Hugging, kissing, laughing, backslapping, soft touches and teasing comments abound. Slowly, we turn our attentions back to the room at large and bring the laughter and joy to them. Our group doesn't disperse, but stays within physical contact for a bit afterwards. There is much touching and sharing of the energies that we still resonate with.
In retrospect, I realize that as the fingers slowly rotate, opening and encouraging my chakras to open, that it is not unlike the growth of a seed. The whole experience is like this. The initial ritual the seed coming into the ground, the losing of clothes like the opening of the seed's outer shell, the ground and moderator the soil and sun that makes the roots reach down and the sprout stretch out-the foci the rain-the stimulators the wind caressing the leaves, encouraging the stem to new growth until, between all of this the flower bursts forth in ecstatic joy, something beautiful to see, nourishing for those around it and carrying the seeds that allow new life to germinate.
I stay seated on the table to answer questions or just share the energies we just experienced. The energy is still filling me, overflowing to those around me. An image of another time, another place, and completing a similar ritual comes into my mind. I see myself full as I am now, sitting on a large pillow in a temple. I see the people come to me, to touch me, to share in the energy I am filled with. I am a channel to the universe, a channel to the divinity that is in all of us. I feel a shadow of that in the here and now. I am a vessel and it is good.
Namaste
Bella
Info here; divineecstasy.org/bodymagick.htm
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