Your Pussy is the portal to your radiance.

Ermmm, what in the fuck does that mean Chloe?

I have a newsflash for you, your Pussy is so, SO, much more than a pissing, bleeding, penetrable, birthing piece of anatomy!

Your Pussy is the place where the divine manifests. Your pussy is: Intuitive. Wise. Playful. Sensitive. Cosmic. Ancient. and Transcendental.

And yes, I know that may sound like a whole lot of fluffy woo woo fluff, but let me convince you further.

I know your Pussy wants me to. 

All those with a Pussy, put your hand up if you were encouraged to look at, explore, play with and pleasure your pussy as a youngin'…

Now put your hand up if you were told little to nothing about your Pussy, if it was referred to by an anatomically incorrect name*, if you were shamed or ashamed to touch your Pussy, and if upon discovering your Pussy's capacity for pleasure: indulged in hurried held breath secrecy.

I cannot see your hands but my assumption is the vast majority of you were raised for the later of the childhood Pussy experiences.

And that is no surprise. You see, before you, there were generations of Mothers being taught to hide and feel ashamed of their Pussy. Pussy shame.

Religion taught our Mothers that Eve's Pussy led to Adam's downfall. Culture taught our Mothers that the sacred blood of Pussy was dirty and unholy. Modesty taught our Mothers never to talk to their daughters about their Pussy.

Pussy was once called 'vagina' meaning sheath - the place where a sword goes.

It was determined that unlike a proud external cock, the Pussy hid up inside the body because even Pussy anatomy itself was ashamed of itself...

Is there any wonder shame manifested and multiplied in our Mother's, Mother's, Mothers - and bled its way down into us?

Shame.

What is shame?

Shame signifies that our original radiance has been disrupted. Shame is born from outside ourselves when another person or circumstance triggers us, when we fail to meet the standards or ideals we have been raised with.

We are born whole and shame leads us to feel contrary; flawed, bad, excluded - and thus motivates us to hide or save face.

In other words, the shame you feel about your Pussy is not yours. It was bred into you. It was a pill you and generations before you were fed, for one reason.

To squash womxn. To make them forget the truth about their Pussy, that it is the place where the divine manifests. That it is: Intuitive. Wise. Playful. Sensitive. Cosmic. Ancient and Transcendental.

Your Pussy knows.

You know.

Connecting with your Pussy is opening yourself up to the full experience of being a womxn. Womxn are fucking magical. Holy shit.

If tomorrow every womxn on this planet woke up and connected with their pussy the world as we know it would come crumbling down, in the most radiant way.

Orgasms would ripple through far and wide.

Patriarchy would end.

Shame. Self depreciation. Body Dysmorphia. Bulimia. Depression. Anxiety. Self Hate. Self Loathing. Suicide. Racism. Homophobia. Transphobia.

It would all come crumbling the fuck down.

And an era of Goddess and Goddexxs would rise and radiate with their Pussies proud.
Their ability recognised to listen to their own inner wisdom. Their cosmic connection held in reverence. Their ability to play, more light and joyful than imaginable.

But we have a lot of work to do before we reach that idyllic world.

We have to recognise that building connection, love, and trust in our own Pussy is our own responsibility.

It was taught to us to shame Pussy, and now we must teach ourselves to love pussy and feel proud.

Love Pussy by talking to Pussy, looking at Pussy, dancing from Pussy, listening to Pussy, pleasuring for Pussy, asking Pussy advice, painting Pussy, honouring Pussy, allowing Pussy to be. Flowing, creating, manifesting from Pussy.

This is my divine work. I have and continue, every day, to deepen my connection with Pussy.

Pussy has radically radiated my fucking life.

There is nothing else I want to do than to teach other womxn and other Pussy owners to love their Pussy.

To feel the pain and injustice of the shame that was born into you, and then to let it the fuck go, and flow back home into what you always were. Radiant as fuck.

Melbournians! I Invite you to my end of lockdown event Pussy Pride. This will be an exclusive event for a limited number for beings with a Pussy who desire true connection, an injection of pussy Radiance before the New Year!

*Let's stop calling a Pussy a hooha, thingy, down there, privates. This is the beginning of shame. Call a Pussy what it is. Not a vagina, that is the internal anatomy (and a shit name as you learnt). You choose the name: Pussy, Yoni, Vulva, Cunt. Whatever, choose one that makes you feel empowered, choose one consciously, and change the world.

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XX Chloe Adriana - Radical Radiance Coach