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03/17/2026

Circe was one of the goddesses which I turned to to influence the Hermit card.

In Greek mythology, Circe was one of the most feared and respected witches of the ancient world. She was the daughter of Helios, the sun god, and the ocean nymph P***e, giving her a divine lineage tied to both light and the deep, mysterious waters of the earth. Circe lived alone on the island of Aeaea, a place spoken of in myth as a liminal land where magic, spirits, and transformation walked freely.

Her story is most famously told in Homer’s Odyssey. When Odysseus’ sailors arrived on her island, she welcomed them into her hall and offered them food and wine. But within the drink she mixed powerful enchanted herbs. With a single spell and the touch of her wand, the men were transformed into swine.

In the old Greek imagination this transformation was not random cruelty. It was symbolic. Circe’s magic revealed the animal nature already living inside those who lacked discipline or wisdom. She was a witch who exposed the truth of human instinct.

Odysseus himself was protected by the herb moly, given to him by Hermes. When Circe realized her magic could not control him, the conflict dissolved. Instead, she became his ally and lover. For a year he remained on Aeaea, and it was Circe who taught him the dangerous path ahead, warning him of the Sirens and guiding him toward the underworld.

Circe represents one of the oldest archetypes of witchcraft, the solitary sorceress who understands herbs, spirits, and transformation. Feared by many but respected by those who understood her power, she reminds us that true magic often reveals the hidden nature of the soul rather than simply changing the world around us.

12/13/2024

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12/06/2024

Touch her like she has never been touched before,
not in urgency, but in reverence,
like the first bloom of spring after a long winter—
delicate, deliberate, divine.

Not because she is fragile,
but because her strength deserves tender worship,
because the weight she carries has too often been met
with hands that sought to take,
never to honor.

Touch her with your words first,
let them spill like poetry she’s never heard—
words that see her not as a conquest,
but as a constellation of moments,
each one worth the wonder of discovery.
Speak as if your voice were silk on her skin,
each syllable a caress of understanding,
each sentence a promise
to hold, not break.

Touch her with your eyes next—
let them linger, not just on the curve of her body,
but on the way her laughter dances in the air,
on the fire in her gaze
that she hides behind shields of silence.
Let your look say what hands could never convey,
a gaze that says: I see you.
Not what you’ve been told to be,
but who you are when no one is looking.

And when your hands find her skin,
make every touch an offering—
a prayer whispered without words.
Let it be slow,
like the way the ocean touches the shore,
carrying pieces of eternity in its tide.
Let it be soft,
not because you fear her breaking,
but because she deserves a touch
that knows the language of grace.

Touch her with passion, yes—
but not the fleeting kind that burns out too quickly.
Let it be a slow ember,
a heat that simmers and builds
until it consumes everything false between you.
Let her feel not just your desire,
but your devotion,
your awe,
your willingness to touch not just her skin
but the soul she hides beneath it.

Touch her with your time,
for nothing speaks louder than the moments you offer,
unrushed, unmeasured, unbroken.
In a world that demands everything,
give her the gift of your presence,
whole and undivided.

Let her feel the weight of your patience,
the way you linger in her stories,
not just to listen,
but to understand the spaces between her words,
the quiet she fills with meaning unspoken.

Touch her with the hours you surrender,
not as if they are a debt to be paid,
but a treasure willingly spent,
each second an act of devotion,
each minute a reminder that she is worth
the things you cannot reclaim.

Give her not the leftovers of your day,
but the fullness of your focus,
the kind that makes her believe
time has paused just for her.
Be there in the stillness,
be there in the rush,
be there when the world feels too loud
and she needs a sanctuary.

For the clock will keep turning,
and the days will keep slipping away—
but when you touch her with your time,
you leave behind a memory,
a mark of love she can carry,
a forever carved into fleeting moments.

Touch her with your time,
and show her that she is not just a passing thought,
but the very reason
you stop.

For she has been touched a thousand ways before

by hands that rushed,
by words that fell empty,
by hearts that did not stay.
Be the touch she remembers not because it was fleeting,
but because it was true.

Touch her like she has never been touched before,
like the first drops of rain on parched earth,
like light breaking through an endless night.
Touch her,
and leave her feeling not just wanted—
but known,
but known,
treasured,
free.

11/27/2024

"I am not scared of impossible loves, I am scared
Of impassable loves, those that feel nothing anymore
And do nothing more than let themselves be stoned by
Habit and are no longer left like stone in front of
Sunsets of the sea. I'm afraid of loves that keep
Staying but cease to exist. That look without seeing and touch without feeling. I'm not afraid of impossible loves because they can still find a way.
Im scared of Impassable loves, of those that have the gift of meeting up, but they stop meeting each other."

📖George Evans🥀

"Love consists of this: two solitudes that meet,
Protect and greet each other."

📖Rainer Maria Rilke🥀

11/19/2024

The truest intimacy is not found in the thrill of touch or the peak of ecstasy. It lives in comprehension.

Nothing is more profound than feeling understood and more beautiful than understanding another. When two people align in body, intellect, and imagination, they create a union that transcends the physical. They meet in the quiet spaces of each other’s minds and hearts, in the places words cannot touch.

To be seen, deeply and completely, in all the layered complexity of one’s soul—that is intimacy. It is where trust grows roots, vulnerability flourishes, and a relationship becomes a catalyst for profound transformation. Only when two minds dive together into the depths of shared consciousness can their love rise to unimaginable heights.

Without this, a relationship stalls, its depths unexplored, and unmet needs wander to the arms of the unfamiliar. Intimacy fades when it stops growing.

Seek not a partner who merely captivates the eyes; find one who challenges your mind, awakens your curiosity, and expands your horizons. Seek someone who not only possesses compassion but resonates with your thoughts' depth. Choose the person who can unlock mysteries by your side that only you can grasp in each other’s presence.

This is the fulfillment of the soul’s longing: a beauty beyond appearance, where a brilliant mind outshines even the most enchanting eyes. A mind willing to venture beyond the limits of human thought—to soar past the stars in a journey that’s both infinite and intimate—is a rare, breathtaking kind of allure.

11/17/2024

Come as you are
and rest,

Come as you are
and breathe,

Come as you are, free or guarded,
a storm or a sigh,

Come as you are,
unraveled, whole,
or held together by threads,

Bring the quiet or the chaos,
the hidden scars, the laughter,
the stories you barely tell yourself,

Come as you are,
to this space,
Ripe or rotting

This heart is a home
Where you can dress as you desire.

Where the walls wait to be colored with your essence,
where every silence welcomes,
where every stumble finds balance,

Come as you are
softly or fierce,
as a murmur or shout,

Come as you are, to rest, to land,
for this life can hold the broken and the bold.

Come as you are,
unfold,

Come as you are,
but stay,

Come as you are,
but feel the pealing away of expectations.

Come as you are—
free or fearful,
a whisper or a storm,
a flame or an ember,

Come as you are,
all of you,
or just the parts you trust the world to see,

Come as you are,
waiting to be worn in the colors of you,

Dress it in laughter,
or in the quiet cloak of thought,
fill it with dancing feet,
or the stillness of an easy breath,

Sing in soft notes or a brash anthem,
stumble through words or stand in silence,
be as you are—graceful or clumsy,
or a blend of both,

Come as you are,
and just be,

For that is all I ask,
all I’ve ever wanted,
a place where presence is enough,
where each moment is a seed of trust,

Come as you are,
with all that you hold,
and let go,

Come as you are,

~Larson Langston

11/08/2024

The greatest gift you will ever offer someone is far more precious than anything wrapped in ribbon or bought with wealth. It’s the silent permission you give them to feel safe in their own skin, to breathe without fear, and to embrace their true essence without the need to shrink or apologize. It’s the quiet, unspoken acknowledgment that they are worthy, not because of what they do, but because of who they are, in all their imperfect, raw humanity.

To gift someone the feeling of being enough is to hold up a mirror not to what they lack but to the brilliance they already possess. It is to strip away the layers of doubt and insecurity that the world has cast upon them, allowing them to see themselves clearly for the first time, radiant and whole. They no longer need to strive or perform in your presence, for you have created a space where their soul can rest, where they are loved for simply being.

This gift is not loud or grand; it doesn’t announce itself with fanfare. It is a whisper in the quiet moments, a gentle reassurance when their confidence wavers, a steady hand when they feel unsteady. You give them permission to stand tall in their own truth, knowing that they are not too much or too little. They are, and profoundly, enough.

When you offer this gift, you become the light in their darkest corners, the warmth in their coldest doubts. You become the one who sees them, truly sees them, beyond the masks they wear for the world. And in your seeing, they begin to believe in themselves again, trust in their own worthiness, and know that they don’t have to earn love—they already deserve it.

This is the gift that changes everything. It is the gift of belonging, of being seen and held without judgment, of being allowed to take up space in the world as they are. In giving this gift, you are telling them, with every action and word, that they are whole, worthy, and enough. And that is a gift that no one can take away.

California Cuddle Company

10/28/2024

Even if our primary interest is in spiritual transformation, we can’t separate out our unresolved relational trauma, attachment wounding, and narcissistic injury we may have experienced.

There just isn’t a bright line separating these things.

They intertwine in the body and mind and weave in and out of the cells of our nervous systems and hearts.

There isn’t something called spirituality over here, and then over there something called psychological and emotional healing.

I’m sure many of you have heard the saying that goes something like, “We’re not human beings having a spiritual experience, but spiritual beings having a human experience.”

And of course, it has that wise-sounding ring to it. But from a more alchemical point of view, or a perspective from the fields of wholeness, it’s pretty dualistic.

A more alchemical approach would be to simultaneously contain both of those statements and the contradictory energies they embody, hold the tension of those opposites and through facilitating a dialogue and relationship between them, allow a new, third thing to emerge which includes the truth of each.

The union of spirit and matter, solar and lunar, oneness and multiplicity, transcendent and descendent currents - each equally holy as an emanation of the Beloved into the world of time and space. Each an equally sacred and valid arrow in her quiver.

If we attend only to that part of us which is Pure Spirit or Pure Awareness, what inevitably happens is that aspects of our embodied humanity, pieces of soul, and the lost ones of psyche and soma are located into the shadow.

From there, they color our perception, become evoked in others, enacted in the relational field, and somatized in the body as a variety of unwanted symptoms.

It can feel cleaner and clearer to stay in Spirit, to be sure, as if we’ve risen above the mess of it all and are in some untouchable and invulnerable state.

We can use our present-moment awareness practices to come closer to ourselves and our unresolved wounding, or we can use these same beliefs and practices as a way to dissociate and split off from our embodied vulnerability, unfelt feelings, and undigested psychological material - all in the name of “being in the now.”

Because these lenses of perception are unconscious, meaning they’re operating outside of our conscious knowing, we aren’t able to see how they are affecting us. Instead, we just assume we’re perceiving reality “directly,” “as it is,” in some pure and unadulterated form.

We stay in the present moment, but that present moment is alive with the ancestors and the ghosts of our unlived lives, the reality of implicit memory networks, and the entirety of our unmetabolized trauma and attachment wounding.

We stay lodged into the matrix of intergenerational trauma and trance, but aren’t aware of it.

If we fail to include in our inquiry the entirety of what we are – the shadow, the sore and hurt places, the betrayals, the unfelt grief, the disavowed rage, and a relationship with the orphans of psyche and soma - we won’t be able to live here fully, in a way that guided by wisdom and compassion.

If we don’t tend to the wounds around love there will always be a dis-integration within us, which will manifest as a dissociative split from our True Nature.

And we won’t be able to access that natural joy, aliveness, openness, and warmth that are the qualities of that nature, the capacity to play, to create, and to fully be here, in a way that is deeply meaningful and beneficial, for ourselves and for others.

10/25/2024

The greatest gift you will ever offer someone is far more precious than anything wrapped in ribbon or bought with wealth. It’s the silent permission you give them to feel safe in their own skin, to breathe without fear, and to embrace their true essence without the need to shrink or apologize. It’s the quiet, unspoken acknowledgment that they are worthy, not because of what they do, but because of who they are, in all their imperfect, raw humanity.

To gift someone the feeling of being enough is to hold up a mirror not to what they lack but to the brilliance they already possess. It is to strip away the layers of doubt and insecurity that the world has cast upon them, allowing them to see themselves clearly for the first time, radiant and whole. They no longer need to strive or perform in your presence, for you have created a space where their soul can rest, where they are loved for simply being.

This gift is not loud or grand; it doesn’t announce itself with fanfare. It is a whisper in the quiet moments, a gentle reassurance when their confidence wavers, a steady hand when they feel unsteady. You give them permission to stand tall in their own truth, knowing that they are not too much or too little. They are, and profoundly, enough.

When you offer this gift, you become the light in their darkest corners, the warmth in their coldest doubts. You become the one who sees them, truly sees them, beyond the masks they wear for the world. And in your seeing, they begin to believe in themselves again, trust in their own worthiness, and know that they don’t have to earn love—they already deserve it.

This is the gift that changes everything. It is the gift of belonging, of being seen and held without judgment, of being allowed to take up space in the world as they are. In giving this gift, you are telling them, with every action and word, that they are whole, worthy, and enough. And that is a gift that no one can take away.

10/19/2024

Cuddling is an art that gives us deep pleasure, connection, intimacy, healing and fun..

Touch is one of the most important aspects of life, pleasure and relationship.

Platonic Touch is a world of limitless possibility and exploration, of sensation and feeling.

It’s a pathway to deep intimacy, with ourselves and our lovers. It’s a pathway to healing.

And it’s a pathway to incredible self awareness, growing, expanding, limitless pleasure.

Learning to touch from the Heart is the way we open these expressions of ourselves, and the way we share them with others.

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