Wednesday, March 25th, 2026

Sometimes I look at the sea and I see all the other unicorns…

Some days I know that’s why I get up…to face the red bull over and over again, and to fall in love, and help to free them…

I had a vision once while I was masturbating in a hotel bathroom when I was nineteen or twenty years old, with the light off in the pitch blackness.  I saw myself as a Priestess in an ancient time.  I had a black sash around my waist, and nothing else, and I was levitating.  The message came to me that I was a Sexual Priestess, and that there had been no shame in any sexual encounter I had ever had.  All of them had been sacred.  And I was told that every sexual encounter I would ever have would be…

It was an impactful vision for a nineteen year old, but right on par for a girl who visited the place that holds all the information in the universe when she was six.

In the decades since, I have remembered a lot more about what it meant to be a Sexual Priestess, and have taught even more about what it means to be one in the world now.  Perhaps the most important things I can share are these: there was a time when these women were not just healers, they guided the world because they were the remaining embodiments of pure love on the planet.  That pure love could be shared sexually…that is the purpose of sexuality…but it was also a transmission that could be shared in any way they wished for it to be.

The Sexual Priestess knows the way to heal the planet and everyone on it, she has just been buried and hidden away with the brutality it took to uproot her, and I am here to help bring her back.  Like the unicorns in the movie and book, The Last Unicorn.  We have magic of indescribable proportions that we are just an arm’s length away from, or really no distance at all.  But like the elephant that is trained from a young age to believe he could not pull out of a heavy constraint and can later be therefore held by a tiny stake, we have been trained not to access it…not to touch it…not to know it…

It is time for that to end.

So, I have been writing a book called The Return of the Sexual Priestess for many years, but very slowly because what I’ve needed is the time and space to focus on it fully, since this book needs my entire being…my whole heart and soul to truly be written.  So much of the power is in the stories that were lost…the stories that live and breathe and still carry the transmissions, to reawaken the Sexual Priestess within again.  And to write those stories I would need open time to think of nothing else.

Finally, when raising the funds to spend a year writing hadn’t come to fruition yet and I knew it was time, I decided to focus on making a month to bring through as much of the book as I can.  I am currently raising funds to give myself all of April to focus on nothing else.  (You can be a part of this incredible journey and help me have more time to write here.)

To do this, I rented a tiny house on the side of a hill overlooking the ocean where I can look out while I get ready to write, and see all the unicorns, inspiring me to be bold enough to do this.

After all, we hid this away for a reason.  But I remember that the time to bring her back would come, and it’s part of why I came back now to do this.

The other most important thing I want people to know about the Sexual Priestess, also sometimes known as the Sacred Prostitute or by a host of other names, is that her story wasn’t just about the later representations when she lived at a temple waiting to provide healing to those who sought her out.

In the beginning, she was a nymph.  A creature made of and made for pleasure.  The nymphs were superconscious beings whose entire experience of living was what we would think of as being in varying states of orgasm…they were beings who loved springs and caves, and who were also the original Oracles, bringing through messages from the mother they could hear in the sound of the babbling springs, or the wind…or any other thing they wished.  They were all-knowing, all-present, and the epitome of sexuality and intuition combined.  They spoke the language of pleasure, and reminded all how to speak it, and this gift was handed down to the Sexual Priestesses.

So, the essence of the Sexual Priestess is not so simple as a woman waiting in a temple to be of service.  It is the woman in the image with this writing.  It is Eve tempted.  It is the woman utterly lost in the fragrance of flowers, wildcat at her feet.

It is the woman lost in her own pleasure…

One of my most special memories of all time was of being a very, very ancient Priestess of Aphrodite in a time when Aphrodite was still a sea nymph.  I was laying on a stone bed with softness beneath me, and I could feel that the whole of the temple was dedicated to my pleasure, mine and that of the other Priestesses.  It was believed that our pleasure helped to keep the community and the universe in harmony.  Our pleasure, like that of the nymphs, was our greatest gift, and our purpose.

It was the most powerful gift we could give just to be in pleasure…

This is one of the secrets that was wiped out when false power took hold…but not totally.  After all, I am writing you about it now.  And it will be the full focus of The Return of the Sexual Priestess.

I’ve noticed a powerful change in this emergence.  I’ve been remembering and taking notes for my upcoming course, The Black Doves: The Priestesses of Dodona.  I’m excited to teach about how to listen to messages in the sound of the wind in the trees, as these barefooted Priestesses did.  But even older memories surfaced in me as well…memories of the Lightning Nymphs who dwelled in that space long before it was an Oracle of oak trees and dreams.

These Nymphs lived by something I call the “Lightning Path” of rapid results.  There are things to know about carrying this increased charge and speed, and how to best manage the challenges as well as the rapid manifestation that results from this.  I didn’t know as these memories came through that I would soon be on the Lightning Path myself.

I was told that this year I would wield lightning, and then I did what I always do…followed my inner guidance.  It’s how I live my life all the time.  But suddenly this time the guidance was coming at a rapid pace, and the path was so much bolder.  I suddenly knew I was supposed to pre-release a chapter of the book that I never would have expected to…and then I did it within days.  Suddenly, I was getting emails about how the story of Inanna the Priestess was bringing people to tears and bringing them memories they’d never had…  Next, I knew I was meant to read the chapter aloud in audio segments so I did that within days, too.

And then, talking about fundraising with a friend, though I’m looking to spend a full year writing, I knew I was meant to aim for a month right now in a special location where I could fully give myself to the book.  In less than two weeks I started the project, and less than a month after that I had moved into this tiny house where I’m preparing to write for April and bring through as much of the book as I can, with the intention to finish it this year if possible.

While I’ll be teaching a lot more about the Lightning Path in the course, one of the ways to translate the way Lightning Nymphs manifested with the energy of lightning and apply it to our lives now is in this equation:

whatever it takes + inner guidance – shame

“Whatever it takes” won’t help unless you feel guided from within, clearly and deeply.  And shame can come up and probably will, it just can’t be in charge of whether you take the bold steps that you know all the way deep into your soul are right to take.  (If you need help tapping into inner guidance my intuition course is perfect.)

One more piece of support if you are on this path is to do all you can to stay as grounded as possible.  Feet on the earth, perhaps lots of touch, things that bring you more fully into your body.  The more rapid the Lightning Path, the more grounded you need to be…

I’m getting the signs that more and more people are ending up on this path without even knowing it, so I’m sharing this as support for those who are, and there is much more in the course if you are called.  (And right now you could still catch the early-bird rate, too!)

As I sit here, thinking of lightning and unicorns, I think again, too, about how to answer the question about what kind of book I’m writing from people who don’t know my work.  Today I imagined saying:

It’s a book about women. and sex. and saving the world.

…Only really it’s about all genders, and really it’s about love, and embodiment, and pleasure and inner intelligence, and really it’s not about saving the world, but about its rebirth.

The Sexual Priestess was an embodiment of Pure Love, and the power of that to guide others back to the pure love within themselves is infinite.  As she comes back, and she may come back in various ways for all genders, she is the balm the world needs most.

May she come back in full, and at the lightning’s pace…

Love,

Jennifer

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Friday, February 13th, 2026

I believe in love.

If I had to consolidate all of what I believe into one sentence, that would be it.

I believe our inner guidance helps us remain authentic, and that authenticity leads to more pleasure.  And I believe that pleasure and authenticity are how we experience the love that we are.

I believe pleasure saves lives.

I believe that pleasure is medicine that keeps us in touch with our true power and our true nature as love, and that it is a medicine the world needs.

Pleasure is not the only the only medicine, but it is free and potentially accessible to all if we can find the sometimes-winding path to reach it.  Finding the path there when it feels like the world is in peril can be very hard, but I want to really express to you how much it matters.  Because most people I know care so deeply about what happens to all others and the suffering of the world, that they don’t believe they should be able to focus on their own pleasure.

Finding ways to nourish yourself with pleasure, however, is the very fuel you need in order to make the biggest difference that you can in the world, and have the most potent impact.  It’s an amplifier, a nourisher, an inspirer, a source of revelation, healing and pure power.

The hardship, I know, is that it’s difficult to reach in times of struggle.  But finding ways to do that is an important part my work and what I teach in my courses, and this journey of finding ways to do that is worthy work.   

I focus on my own pleasure and teaching others how to access more of their own as an act of resistance.

It is so that I and others can keep fighting the fight, and do so by continuing to embody and stand for love.  It is so that we can be nourished and ignited, and so we can heal and be ready to bring through more of the beautiful gifts we came here to bring the world.  Because every time we take care of ourselves, it is activism.  Every time we take care of our loved ones it is activism, and when we do this is makes us more available for other kinds of activism we might be called to.

At a dance I went to last night, feeling my body move and watching the revelry, I thought about how much easier it was in times where as a community we gathered this way every night.

This is how we healed, I thought.  This is how we still had pleasure in hard times, and expressed and moved through pain and grief.  We got together around the fire and we danced, and we sang and made music.  And then maybe sexual pleasure felt more available, even when times were hard.  Because nearly none of us have that now, it means that what we must be at this time is a kind of renegade, learning the craft of still accessing pleasure (anything from the barest of relief or comfort, to full ecstatic states,) even without ideal conditions.  As we get better and better at this, it becomes a superpower, and helps us navigate life and hardship in a completely different way.

I’m writing this because I know some of you would like to know my perspective on the state of the world.  Some might wonder how I could share newsletters and other offerings highlighting sexual themes in a time like this, and my response is how can I not?  While there are many paths to finding the wisdom, love and power inside, this is one of them.  Pleasure in the body in any way a person can experience it, is an antidote to the dread and the freeze it brings to know the harm happening in the world.  But to find and restore pleasure in our lives and bodies, if we wish to, we need safe paths back to it, even in the face of hardship.

Then we wake up in the night with the answers and the courage we need to fight.  With fierce love.

So yes, I get up every day and fight this way.  I make newsletters about stories of an ancient priestess that found her power this way, and do what I can to make room to finish the rest of the book with these stories, The Return of the Sexual Priestess.

This is my mission, my purpose.  To protect the remembering of love, and disperse it as widely as I can…spread the light.  To show others they have the answers inside of them, every time, and power they have yet untapped.

That power inside is what is needed.

And I know we are afraid of it..because we were scared out of being in touch with it, so that false power could reign.  My job, at best, is to help make it safe to find that power again, and tap into it and the wisdom it brings.

I don’t forget what I’m doing and why.  And I let the tragedies move me and inform my actions, without letting them consume me…because then all would be lost.

I don’t want to lose the ability to take action, make healthy empowered choices, think creatively, inspire others, and be a source of potent support for my loved ones, my community, and the communities in need beyond them.

If we knew how much our getting out of bed, and just being authentically ourselves mattered, we’d be more emboldened to take further inspired action.

I don’t just talk about pleasure and magic to bring about some pretty image of swirling golden light or unicorns.  I talk about them because they are what we are, and what saves everything.  Not just when “all evil is banished” but when you lean down to pet a dog, and you both light up each other’s lives in that moment.  You can’t see it, but magic happens then.  Some degree of pleasure and connection heal you both.  And if we amplify that pleasure and connection in our lives we can further change the world.  You matter more than you know…more than I can ever possibly tell you.

So yes, pleasure still matters.  Maybe more than ever.  It will nourish and fortify us, and keep us from losing ourselves.  True pleasure always shows us the way back.

Here is the big and important question: how does your love want to show itself?

Thank you for caring…because I know how much you who love and follow my work care with all of your being.  It matters.  We are stronger than we think, and our pleasure and magic and goodness has more of an impact than with think.  I am standing by your side, and as we all stand side by side we span the world…

…and we are mighty.

Never forget.  Now, if you’d like, go do something lovely for yourself to recharge, so you can dream the new dream.  Because that’s the dream we need.

I love you,

Jennifer

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