 Criticism...It's always gonna happen.
It's why so many people never put themselves out in the world publicly. Why they are terrified of it and remain silent lurkers and likers on social media, consumers of other peoples creations and offerings but not daring to bring forth their own. The only difference between a public figure who influences and someone that doesn't is the decision to be in the ring, that decision is an edgy scary thing if somewhere in us we are attached to being liked by everyone. The reality is whatever you do there will always be equal challenge and support in every response. No matter how beautiful, how high your consciousness is. How pure your intention, people will disagree, get offended, not like you. there are infinite beliefs, attitudes and experiences on this planet, infinite truths, but unfortunately many of us are so attached and identified with our beliefs and opinions that when you put anything out there for people to see - it's one hundred percent going to move some deeply and trigger the fuck out of others. For every famous person who has a million fans they have a million haters. If you want to be a force on the planet, influence many people and make big change the reality that not everyones going to like you MUST be faced and accepted.  When I was 22, on a diagnostic technicality some psychiatrists labelled me officially bi-polar.
The reason being, around that time, I had a full blown psychotic episode that lasted over a month that was not drug induced. According to the DSM (Diagnostic Statistics Manual of Mental disorders) I technically I had to have either schizophrenia or bipolar for this to happen. So, bipolar it was. Thankfully I politely told that doctor to shove his label up his ass and after an extremely epic year escaped the mental health system (relatively) unharmed. That period in my life was full on, it was an opening and a connection to a spiritual, creative, embodied understanding I had never come into contact with, it was a deep processing of some really dark dirty unconscious shit, it was the byproduct of pumping way too much energy through a tiny little body that had no idea how to hold it all. I honour that experience for everything it gifted me and one of biggest things that got cemented in that time and I am still extremely passionate about is the danger of labelling our emotional nature as an 'illness' or something to 'fix' rather than just being with it and learning from it. Yes under some kind of 'bible of normal' I was a fucking lunatic and actually still am. The difference now though is I can generally fully accept and listen to my depth and recognise the cycles of nature within - of light and dark, happy and sad, horrifying and glorious and honour the gifts that I have to go to the depths of feeling all of it. As i grow and mature my ability to be with and manage the fluctuations of myself becomes so much gentler. But I don't think I will ever be considered 'normal' and I actually think the whole concept is a really dangerous one that disconnects us very early on to the depth of who we really are creativity, spiritually, emotionally and psychically.  Have you ever had a woman dance for you?
Dance and grind down the divine for you? Gifting you with her opening, Blessing you with her pleasure. Have you ever? Have you ever had a woman dance for you? Setting you free from your mind with the softness of her thighs, Cumming in service to your consciousness. In sensual devotion to your depth. Have you ever? Have you ever had a woman reveal who you are with her ripple of her flesh? Every flick of her hair and curve of her hip. Every inch of her, in service to you. Have you ever had a woman dance you back home into yourself with her sex? |
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