“This level of liberation is dangerous.”
As I looked around the unfolding of the Pussy Palace Party before me I felt a tingle of recognition.
Around me women gathered, writing their 2023 deep desires,
Fire twirlers danced under the full moon,
Four women sat together propped up on yoni thrones, steaming their pussy with herbs,
And sprawled around my living room floor a dozen naked women sat paintbrushes in hand, taking turns to paint portraits of one another's pussy.
As I took in the scene before me I thought to myself,
"This is why Instagram / Facebook deleted me"
"This level of liberation is dangerous."
Just an hour ago, when this night began most of these women didn’t know each other,
Yet now they sat painting each other's vulvas,
Steaming their pussy while having a chat,
Sharing and displaying their deepest desires bravely,
And simply existing inside a space that welcomed them to be, whoever they wanted to be.
Knowing many of the women were new to pussy palace I felt nervous.
Nervous that they may feel uncomfortable,
That they might find this all too much,
Or that they may compare their level of liberation to others
You see Pussy Palace isn't usually like this ...
It is normally a structured evening of enquiring on a topic, embodying that topic and then heart sharing.
But for Pussy Palace Parties I like to let go of structure,
To allow the collective energy to decide the evening happenings.
I still had my sister Shelly Oaks Yoni thrones and I decided to put out some paints and paper, intuiting that maybe a few people might enjoy pussy centred activities.
So when I looked around the room that night to see half the party goers deeply engaged in a pussy empowering / loving activity,
I was in awe of the domino effect of liberation.
You see women's empowerment is kind of contagious.
But not predictable in its spread.
For some, having the offer to paint your pussy is enough to throw off ones clothes,
For others seeing people throw off their clothes is an invitation, a permission slip to remove their own,
For others, witnessing a group taking off their clothes is a seed of inspiration,
A seed that may come to grow in the near, or distant future.
And then for some, witnessing such liberation is a shock, an overwhelm that steps them away from this path of liberation.
Liberation of women / female bodied people is dangerous.
It is dangerous because a liberated woman / female bodied person can no longer be controlled.
They talk back
They stand up for themselves and others
They express their opinions loudly
They no longer settle
They advocate for their rights
They indulge in pleasure
They fuck loudly
They believe in themselves
Their know their worth
They give themselves and others permission to dress, eat, do what they want
They no longer abandon themselves
A liberated woman / female body is the antithesis of the control that has been exerted over women for centuries
She is a symbol of an outdated structure unravelling.
When Instagram / Facebook deleted me I realised how scared the world truly is of the female awakening movement
I saw how I had a direct line of impact to the unravelling, and that's why I had to be silenced.
Yet, I was not silenced.
Becoming liberated via scrolling through our social accounts is possible…but it takes a long time.
Standing in a room with 30 real life women, ready to claim their liberation is rapid.
They become dominoes remembering our own liberation through the eyes of another, and another and another.
In 2023 the domino effect of Pussy Palace is going to keep on liberating more women / female bodied beings.
And I’m not going to wait till the end of the year to welcome this collective energy to run.
While I love the structure of my workshops, I will be inviting the magic of the unknown to unfold.
So, are you ready to fall into your next layer of your liberation?
See you next year at the Pussy Palace.
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