Better than Heaven

by Jennifer on September 21, 2021

Wednesday, September 8th, 2021

There are moments in moist love when heaven is jealous of what we on earth can do.

~Hafiz

I have been asked so many times in my years of teaching why I love being here on earth and in a body, and there are multiple reasons but the heart of the answer is: because I am a nymph.

Despite all the pain and struggle of living in this world at this time, and of having a human body, the magic of it has never escaped me at the very same time.  I know the secrets that the nymphs knew: that there was never so rare a gift as this.

Never so rare a gift as being embodied.

I know we have mostly forgotten this gift, because it has stopped feeling like one…because it seems unlikely, unobtainable or dangerous to feel pleasure.  And pleasure was how we knew.  

But we can remember, for we need to restore this inner guiding light now more than ever to return to our most profound intuition, our most powerful soul gifts, and become the medicine most needed for our own lives and, as a ripple effect, the world.  The path from pain back to pleasure, and the ability to move between them, is only for the brave.  But it is we who are brave enough to travel that path that will restore the heavenly to the earth.  And the nymphs can remind us of the way…

For the nymphs earth was a more beautiful place than heaven.

Let’s begin with the simplest of notions that changes everything.  Nymphs could live by what felt good.  They could respond to all situations with whatever felt most right to them.  They could lean in to what felt good, and pull back from what did not.  In fact, they were so powerful that what did not feel good could not even enter their energy fields because it didn’t resonate.  I do understand that we do not live that way now, but knowing this information gives us the map to return more to this most enchanted and natural way of being.

Nymphs were magical creatures who were far more powerful than the watered down descriptions of them in myths, and even more so than I will be able to describe in words at all.  They were omnipotent and omnipresent.  They were some of the most enlightened beings I have ever encountered in any world (and I visit so many.)  And they established and maintained this enlightenment through their connection with nature, their bodies, and each other.

They lived solely in nature, and in states of ecstasy we would equate with varying levels of orgasm all the time.  The fact that their bodies could experience pleasure and connection with nature was the height of their path of illumination.  They loved caves and springs, because they loved going into the earth mother and they loved what came out of the earth mother.  They were the original oracles and the original sexual priestesses, and while their legacy is mostly unknown, it lives on in us today.  And because I remember it, it is part of my life mission to bring it back into our conscious memory when we need it most.

I know…sometimes the weight of the pain and the stress and the trauma of the world and one’s own life can be so overwhelming that even the thought of pleasure or returning to experiencing more of it may hurt.  What I am suggesting or offering is not some flip over into some unreachable-seeming life of ecstasy…what I am here to help provide is a path of tiny steps out of hell, and to a beautiful realm that is our birthright.

And even more than that…a validation of the hell you’ve been through and may be going through even right now.  A recognition of your incredible bravery, and an acknowledgement that you have brought or will bring gifts back from that hell you endured.  Gifts that are the true reason you went.  You did alchemy and transformation there that you bring back now as the antidote to the void of love, and goodness and empathy that is happening in so many hearts and in the world.

We can restore magic and goodness and what we do, feel, and experience matters.

Our pleasure and being able to experience it is not selfish, it is what restores our magical abilities so that we can have the ideas, energy, insight, imagination, clarity, courage and skill to make any and all difference in this world that we want to.  Being able to sense what feels good and what does not allows us to recover our inner knowing and gifts, and returning to it will heal us. 

To make this shift in our lives we have to re-learn what was once innate in us, before we were trained to ignore it, and we must then reorient around our original design, and reclaim our essential life force.  I am very aware that even once we know what feels right and does not, what feels good and does not, as the world and our lives are set up now we can’t always make choices according to that information.  But trust me, having that information at all is the first step.  If we know, for instance, that what would really feel perfect would be to have time to write or sit in the woods but we have work to do, we will have the clarity to seek a moment out for that and we will recover the drive to do so. 

Then we will start to hear more inner direction because we paid attention to the first guidance, and begin to build the magnetism to support making it happen.

What I am calling the “baby steps” are actually the core of returning to your inner nymph, returning to your magic, and healing your life. 

(for more information about these steps see my upcoming online course starting September 28th Legends of the Nymphs: Living with Orgasmic Energy)

And then there is moist love.

Moist love is not a little step. 

Moist love is the most secret, and nearly lost, of all the alchemies.  Moist love is the experience of awakening, healing, potency, transformation, and restoration so profound that it was most driven underground and made most unsafe.  It had to be for any other way, practice, religion, or source of control to survive and thrive because nothing else can ever compare to its power.

Nothing else can ever compare to its ability to return us to our true nature, reveal what is untrue and allow us to shed it, open us to insight, and beauty, and goodness, and connect us most powerfully with our inner guidance and deepest gifts that it is a joy for us to share and live from.

Moist love is the reminder of who we really are and what we really deserve.

Moist love may be sexual.  It might be something we experience with a lover or lovers, or ourselves.  It may be feeling the soft damp moss of spring, or the bright wet leaves of fall.  Or it may be another kind of experience of love and touch, like the warm cheek of a baby on your chest.  While for the nymphs the path of most radical liberation did involve sexuality, what matters most is not which activity you are involved in but whether you can allow yourself to feel it, whether you can allow yourself to only engage if it feels right, and whether you can open to it when it does at ever-increasing levels that allow in the more and more profound nourishment we so incredibly need.

The reason why we have to be so courageous to return to deeper levels of moist love is that to do so we have to be willing to go through everything that scared us away from it in order to get back to it.  But here too there are baby steps, and with each one we take we are lighter, and freer and more healed…the very things we most want to feel and be.  So therefore even the treacherous path is nothing but an incredibly precise, shockingly beautiful and perfect gift.  That very path through the underworld leads to the caves of the nymphs…leads us to healing and freedom.

It takes such courage, too, to simply open ourselves to the possibility of that healing and beauty flowing into our lives.  To discover the spring of the nymphs within, and gently turn our head in that direction.  To gingerly lean down and cup a handful of that most needed nourishment, and bring it to our lips.  It is not that one act, but the daily return to that sustenance that begins to shift the tide of our lives, and of the world, in ways we can barely imagine now, but which we once knew, deep in our bodies as we lay beneath the dappled light beneath laurel trees, reveling in moist love.

It was once the answer, and the key; the doorway and the passage; the only guide we needed, the communion that we sought, and the way home.  We can find our way back to this way of being, touch our fingertips to the honey of life, and remember why for the nymphs this was better than heaven.  We can find joy, love, goodness and healing in the rest of the days of our lives here, and bring more to all that we touch.  We can remember why we came here, and what we are most meant to do.  We can restore our aching bodies and hearts.  We can help the world remember itself, by knowing ourselves most deeply.  We can return to what is good, and whole, and sustaining.  We can grasp this magical moment to experience what is most precious about being here and in a body, and as a ripple effect bless and inform the entirety of beingness. 

There is a power in you, even richer than you knew before.  All you have to do is light the first light.  Then you will be shown the next.  Then you will take the path with no name, the path of moist love, that will take you home.

Love,

Jennifer

 

If you want to learn more about accessing your inner nymph I will be teaching all about it in my upcoming online course, Legends of the Nymphs: Living with Orgasmic Energy…check it out here!

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On Being a Nymph

by Jennifer on August 5, 2021

Thursday, July 29th, 2021

I think the memories began with waking up on moss in so much pleasure…

My memories of being a nymph are some of the most precious memories I have…and I have a lot of memories.

In a world where the spiritual ideal is a man seated in a lotus position avoiding “temptation”, (or suffering on a cross), and nature and pleasure are largely ignored, the idea of female magical creatures who were all knowing, fully enlightened, omnipresent, omnipotent, and lived in states of pleasure comparable to varying levels of orgasm is…well, unheard of.  That’s why I teach about it.  Because I remember, and because the world needs this wisdom and this healing nectar more than ever.

But what does experiencing extreme pleasure (or any at all) have to do with healing the world?

Everything.

It starts inside.  With how pleasure states heal the body, mind, heart and soul.  With the creativity and imagination they awaken, the access they give us to our deepest knowing, and the power they have to bond us to each other and allow us to experience and share love, with ourselves or others.  I could write a book about why accessing pleasure matters (well, I suppose that’s exactly what I am doing…), but the more important thing to talk about right now is how to do it

Because no matter how wonderful pleasure states sound, especially if we understand their sheer, unmitigated power to change everything they touch, they feel almost entirely out of reach to most humans in the world right now.  Most people live in a state of stress, trauma, grief and overwhelm, and are doing what they can just to function.  Getting out of bed in the morning at all may be a life goal all its own, and something to feel good about having managed some days…trying to wake up in some state of pleasure every day may sound like, well, a bit of a cruel joke and at the very least a terrible stretch.

So that you know, I’m not suggesting you need to reach that pinnacle.  Sometimes I wake up and cry.

But make no mistake…

I am a nymph.

It’s brave to be a magical creature in a human body.  And that is what all of us are.  I just happen to remember who I am, and am here on this planet to remind others so we can access the gifts we have carried so long and bring them into our lives and the world to replenish them.  Because that is what we need to begin with.  Replenishment.

Yes, it would be wonderful if we could have a complete cessation of stress (or even a major one) overnight, or suddenly be handed extra hours in every day to relax and reconnect with ourselves, and finding ways to make those things happen is a deep part of what I teach.  But there is a way to begin to access this replenishment without those things…we have to remember something the nymphs were excellent at: building and maintaining a reservoir of energy.  Tapping in to the limitless life force we were meant to know how to access and live from. 

Then, while life may not always feel like a varying state of orgasm, I can promise you that your receptivity to pleasure increases, buffering you from and supporting you through times of challenge, and adding a bit of a golden glow to even the darkest corners of your life.  And in the not so challenging times, it will allow you to reach the states everyone dreams of achieving, open you to your intuition, help heal your body, infuse your life with magic, and help you remember more profoundly the gifts you brought to give in this world with intense joy.

I sometimes think, after love, the thing the world wants most is magic.  A true sense of magic restored to life.  Not just in dreams, or visions, (though it’s wonderful there too), and not just the promise of it if you perfect a spiritual practice or meditate in a cave for decades.

Finding the way back to your life force, especially in the midst of stress and overwhelm, is like finding the right key for a lock.  Once you turn it and open the door the journey will show you the way on its own.  The key to rediscovering what I call your “origin energy”, or deepest life force essence, is to find and run your fingers along the perhaps one last thing that still speaks to your heart. 

The one thing that, despite all possible devastation, still lights your light…even a little bit.  The thing or few things you want and you can still feel the wanting for.  And if you can’t find it, it means getting up every day and keeping your eyes open for it, or really just waiting for it to find you…as if leaving a lamp in the window for it in your heart.  Then, all you have to do is notice it, and follow it. 

Noticing it at all is a very huge and critically important step to be celebrated wildly when it happens…it is finding the key.  But finding it is not enough, you have to use it.  You have to actually follow where it leads you after it opens a door in you, and to do so you have to learn to hear its voice, and to trust it, and to act in alignment with it, even when it seems crazy to the rest of the world or to your rational mind.  Maybe you are already a pro at this, but I promise you can be even better at it.  And I promise it will saturate your life with so much more magic…it will enchant the life you live with the magic from within you as it radiates out.  I know because it is the life I live, and I am always getting better at it and experiencing new levels of that enchantment, and meaning, and the dumbfounded, staggering gratitude it creates in me.

I used the words “run your fingers along” the thing you most want when you find it, because that’s what it’s like to follow it.  It’s not enough to find something in the box and close it again, even if you lingered over it for a moment.  You can certainly visit it that way for a while until it feels safe to do more, but then one day when you’re ready you have to take it out of the box, slide your fingers along it, perhaps even a bit recklessly, and slip it into your pocket to take with you everywhere you go. 

One day, you might even wear it.

The image with this writing is not a usual depiction of a nymph, since they are usually surrounded by nature.  But in this painting the nymphs are surrounded by the spoils of a shipwreck in a sea cave.  We too need to find the spoils in the wreckage we may feel we are experiencing in our lives or the world.  The salvage.  To salvage means to rescue, and our rescue is likely not in the place we expect it.  It’s in rediscovering what feels good and letting it nurture and nourish you back to life, and return you to your own true nature so that miracles are possible…both for you and the world.

The nymph in the painting has her hand on a pearl necklace.  It’s the thing she is exploring from the box.  She is exploring it sensually, reminding us to feel it when we find it…

To begin, you have to find your pearl necklace.  You have to find your moss.

What’s the one thing you love and that makes you believe in life?  What’s the thing that still strike a bit of lightning in your heart, or starts a buzz in some deep place you can’t name?  What draws you like a bee to a flower? 

Don’t worry if you aren’t sure at first, or if the thing(s) that you discover move you seem mundane.  Take any hint of glow…any spark of light…as a wonderful sign on the path.  And look for more, like fireflies gleaming on a warm summer night.

If it feels like winter in your life, do everything you can just to keep yourself warm, and perhaps dream of summer nights and fireflies, but without pushing yourself at a time your inner ground is dormant.  Let the dream of it give you courage and hope to withstand what you are facing now.

And when you do find it and make contact with it, that thing that makes you feel your deep want, it will begin to feed you, and lead you to the life of your innate design, even in a world that was not made for it.  And that is how we will remake the world.  We will redesign it around our inner design.  The world within, and the world around us.  This is how we will tap back in to the energy that changes everything, and have the richest of gifts drawn out of us to infuse our lives with the wondrous magic we were meant to know and to live in.

This is how we begin to remember how to be a nymph.

Just one pearl at a time…

Love, Jennifer

 

If you want to learn more about becoming a nymph by accessing your origin energy and innate design, I will be teaching all about it in my upcoming online course, Legends of the Nymphs: Living with Orgasmic Energy…check it out here!

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