Self Pleasure Story Time I remember being a baby Grace, fu..

Self Pleasure Story Time I remember being a baby Grace, full of erotic innocence, and experiencing sexual pleasure. I believe that one of the most TABOO topics In our society Is shame around self pleasure My journey through fully releasing all Shame and fully embracing pleasure as a way of life In all I do In my opinion, Self pleasure is self love In order to ascend fully, Aka fully fully release all negative emotions (attachment, lies, doubt, grief, guilt, shame, and fear) and fully become one with our power as infinite divine God/Goddes I AM, back into pure positive life force energy, One of the most important... And soemtimetes challenging, Is reclaiming of sovereign EXPRESSION within the biological family structure We are born of infinite joy. We are born to experience fully all pleasure. As we release all that no longer serves, Not from a place of trying, like we’re scrubbing the windows, But from a place of contentment, positivity, bliss and joy, I recently had an experience with myself where I was in pure creation. Simply BEING. Existing in pleasureZ Existing in joy. Naturally exploring like a innocent children do The Eros The life force energy The erotic innocence Of playing naked upon the earth Dancing because it feels good Pleasuring because it feels good It feels new I was playing in my family’s backyard One morning Dancing after playing in the pool Playing with the garden hose Exploring Listening and feeling my body explode with pleasure I looked up and my father was present I wasn’t expecting him I wasn’t ashamed I just was Being in Pure Bliss With my father as my witness With the man who had chosen for his seed to enter my mother’s womb and bear fruit Fruit that wasn’t genetically modified, Processed, But pure fruit. Pure pleasure. Pure womb energy. Pure love. And we spoke. I am still in my bliss. I am still in my dance. I can be seen naked wild and free Unashamed of my sexuality I can dance in the light of my soul It’s safe to be me. Without needing to go into other people’s reality Yet still maintaining my own pleasure. My own freedom. My own willpower. My own presence. It’s a choice to have a voice. And when it flows effortlessly... oh baby, That’s the healing. And healing gets to be messy. Healing gets to be sexy. Healing gets to be fun. Healing gets to be joyful. Pleasurable. Playful. I believe one of the deepest Sources of sexual healing in our culture is connected to our ancestry... can anyone else relate?