Eye Of The Storm


I’ve been in the middle of chaos since I was seven when I witnessed tragedy for the first time when my father died. The list of tragedies my family survived since that day in 1974 is extensive. I can’t really explain how so many bad things can happen in one family while other families sail through life with minimal impact. I don’t really know how the short straw constantly gets handed to one family while others remain in tack, almost untouched. However, it is clear to me my family has reached a breaking point and it’s now pulling us apart instead of bringing us together.

Years ago, before the continual pressures mounted, we were better at using tragedy to bond us together. My sisters, brother and I were wounded by the things we witnessed. Carrying around pain, heartache and regret. Even though we grew up suppressing our emotions, being told to toughen up and being discouraged to talk about our feeling and to hide our emotions, we stuck together. I think a lot of Irish Catholic families are like this. As we all got older, binge drinking, partying and drugs became our coping skill and an escape from everything we were trying to avoid feeling. It should not be a surprise those same habits were passed on to the younger generation. But the younger generation is having a hard time coping. We are starting to see the affects of the long term stress now.

My niece is in a 28 day drug rehab program for an addiction to Klonipin, a Benzo drug. She also used Percocet as a “party” pill. Apparently if you take a Percocet while you are drinking, it keeps you straighter and your buzz lasts longer. Who knew? We were allowed to see her for the first time yesterday. It was while I listened to her talk to her mother(my sister) and her grandmother (my mother) that I heard years of suppressed anger, pain and anxiety was finally starting to be released. A young girl who never mourned the tragic death of her father or the long term illness and death of her favorite aunt was sitting in front of me. My sister saying she wasn’t raised to talk about her feelings. My mother saying she is only now learning to cope because I am helping her understand that internalizing your emotions makes you their prisoner. It was a sad yet hopeful day. Perhaps real change is happening in my family.

All in all my niece’s situation is not all that bad. The charges against her will be dropped once she completes the 28 day rehab program. Her bills are caught up. She owns a home. She has a wonderful fiancΓ© who is sticking by her. She owned her addiction yesterday when she called herself a “drug addict” and told us she understands she lost our trust. She asked her mother to attend family counseling with her and she said yes. Perhaps through my niece’s breakdown, her family will learn to love each other differently. It will be a tough road for her and she will need to choose sobriety every day but it’s not all that bad considering what could have heppened if she was never caught stealing those drugs.

As for me, I’m trying to stay in the Eye of the storm. I’m trying to be that calm safe place in the middle of the chaos for all of them to find love and respite. I am a bit worn out today from the emotional stress of yesterday as well as driving all day. I’m feeling lazy, not making good food choices and needing just to remove all the pressure of “doing” for one day. It’s all in God’s hands now. All I can do is show up when they need me and pray when I have no control. But for today, today I rest.

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Pussy Bow ~ Love, Sex And Poetry


Pussy Bow ~ Love, Sex And Poetry
By: Linda A. Long

My Pussy Bow
Is tied around
Your manhood
Pulling your eyes
Earnestly
Into my cleavage
Hanging on the edge
Of erotic insanity
By the invitation
Of my hips
Begging you to
Pull open
My Pussy Bow
For your eyes
To linger in my cleavage
And secretly
Taste my bosom
On your lips
Release
The bow
From around
My neck
And free
My breasts
Into your hands
Deliberately
Take control
Of my Pussy
By uniting the bow
Of my wet desires
And make me
Purr your name
As you rub
The source of your fire
Between my hips
Into an orgasmic release
Finally letting
Go of what
Has been holding
Me back
Opening widely
Into your hands
Purring softly your name
As you
Mold my breasts
In your palms
And
Kiss my
Nipples
Until I beg
For you to
Untie my Pussy Bow
And lick my wetness
I’ll whisper
My wildest erotic desires
Into your ear
As you
Untie the bow
Of my pussy
Wet with erotic
Desire from
Our shared energy
Set me free
Set your fire free
Untie my Pussy Bow
And set us free
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NOTE: This was inspired by the Pussy Bow Tie Blouse I wore today and the erotic vibe Blue Love’s presence creates between my legs and in my mind. Even with us both still a little sick, we have a sex vibeπŸ˜‚πŸ˜‰πŸ’™πŸ’‹

All Is Well ~ Love, Sex And Poetry

All Is Well ~ Love, Sex And Poetry
By: Linda A. Long

Does your soul
Hear the echo
Of my name
When your heart
Longs to feel
The sweet melody
Of love
And hangs
Gingerly
On the edge
Of your mind
As one thought
Slides into your awareness
And another
Slides out
Is it my words
Aching in your heart
Gnawing
On the corners
Of your
Courage
Speaking into you with
Faith
Hope
Joy
Love
Breaking your comfort by
Whispering
All is well
My love
All I well
Blue is my love
All is well
Is it my eyes
That rattle
The cage
You built around
Your passion
Locking it away
Until it
Pushes against
The bars
Of your bravery
To be set free
And pushed
Finally
Between my legs
Without resistance
Is it our fire
That lights the match
Of creation
Within our souls
And fits us together
As missing puzzle pieces
Completing the picture
Recognizing
My story
Your story
Are becoming our story
Is it the promise
Of my love and passion
Is it the promise of
Our Growth and fire
Is my promise of
Loyalty and friendship
Honesty and humility
Worth your sacrifice
Of comfort
Close your eyes
My love
Steady yourself
In my strength
Allow me
To breathe
The spirit of my soul
Into your lungs
All is well
Rest in the love
Of your soul mate
Rest in our love
All is Well
Love
All is well
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But For The Grace Of God

I see why now. I understand why I had to awaken. I know why God opened my eyes and showed me the path to peace. I know why I had to be strong. I understand why I had to be sober at this time of my life.

My 33 year old niece, who I love like she’s my daughter, was arrested two weeks ago for stealing Klonopin, a Benzo Drug, out of a former coworker’s purse back in November. The night she got out of jail she was still telling a good story. It was a misunderstanding and she had it under control. As I sat across the table from her and told her I was disappointed in her, she started crying and something changed in me. I knew this beautiful young girl who looks like the clean cut girl next store was a different person than the person I loved. Over that night and into the next day, my family attempted an Intervention. She was still firmly in denial.

She reached out to me several times over the days immediately following her arrest. She said I was the only one in our family who would understand because I am sober. I’ve been sober five years. I’ve abstained from alcohol and cigarettes for five years. It was a choice I made for my health but I freely admit I was a happy drinker. I liked to drink. One beer was a six pack. One wine was a bottle. I didn’t know how to stop. I remember a former boyfriend jokingly told me that I didn’t have a drinking problem; I had a stopping problem. I never needed a drink. I didn’t drink every day. I’ve never craved a drink. I didn’t steal for it. I never got a DUI and I’ve never been to an AA Meeting. However, when I have a drink, I can’t stop. So, I’ve chosen not to start. I’ve chosen to avoid the drama all together. So part of me doesn’t understand or even empathize with her because that demon, that need, doesn’t nor ever did it exist in me. I never needed it.

In the week following her arrest, her story and three years of lies started unraveling. As we pulled each thread, the depth of her dependency and addiction became clearer. As family members stepped in to help us bring her to reality, it became clearer to me that her life is hanging in the balance. This is her moment. This is her crossroads.

Last Monday morning, on her own volition, she called her sister and told her she needed to go into a 28 day program as soon as possible. In 24 hours, she liquidated a 401K from an old job that she was fired from November. That will be used to pay up her mortgage and car payments. She filed her Income Taxes which will pay up payment arrangements on all of her past due utilities and I helped her with a couple of credit card payments until she gets out. Before she left she called her boss at her new job and told him about her situation. He advised she was still in the 90 day probation so they couldn’t hold her job. But we got good news on that. When her sister went to pick up her paycheck, her boss told her they are holding her job and having faith in her and her recovery. Amen and Thank God! She still has her job. Her life is set up for a fresh start when she comes out.

When someone is in a 28 day recovery program, the first five days are detox. Detox is a black out period. No contact is allowed with the outside world unless it’s an emergency. After the first five days are over, they are given pay phone privileges and allowed visitors twice a week. Before you are allowed to visit, you are required to take a three hour family support class where they educate you how to support without enabling, how to detach from their addiction and lies with love, how to talk to them without shaming them and what to expect when they come home. They also talked about the signs to look for going forward.

Out of everyone in my family who was in the class yesterday, I was the only one crying. As the Counselor spoke, all of the lies my sweet, loving, caring, thoughtful niece has told me over the years became clear to me. How did I miss it? How did I not see it? Why didn’t I know? When I am sick, she comes down to stay with me. She leaves me Gluten free cupcakes and she sends me text messages with the words “I love you”. She reads the same books I read. Why didn’t I see that she was slipping away? To say it breaks my heart is an understatement. I am intuitive. The only way I missed it, is because I didn’t want to see it.

Before I left I stopped at the Guard Shack(package delivery) & dropped off “Spirit Junkies; Transform Your Life With Self Love & Miracles” with a note that said I loved her written inside of it and $20 for the payphone. They said they would give it to her last night. I may hear from her today because she gets phone priviledges today. Hopefully, she calls me collect.

After the class my mom, sister, her sister and I went to lunch. That was when I heard even more lies and information. I actually got into a small accident when leaving the restaurant because I was distracted. No damage to me, my car or anyone else. I hit a wall – literally and figuratively. The truth is I’ve reached my saturation point. I will be spending today taking care of myself and working towards acceptance of the new truth in my life. I also plan to start attending Nar-Anon for Family Meetings and, thankfully, I already have a therapist and the teachings of “A Course In Miracles” to rely upon.

The words I offer today are….There, but for the grace of God, go I. It could have been me or anyone of us walking in her shoes and living with addiction. But for God’s Grace I’ve been strong enough to abstain and completely change my lifestyle. I pray my niece finds the same strength within herself. With having five years of sobriety in, I can also be good example and support for her. I will, however, not be her Sponsor nor am I spending every weekend up there. My life will continue to thrive with love and growth regardless of the choice she makes.

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Erotic Miracle ~ Love, Sex And Poetry

Erotic Miracle ~ Love, Sex And Poetry
By: Linda A. Long

Go with
The flow with me
Ride the blue wave
Of submission
Down to the
Alter of my sex
Where your heart
Lies in the
Warm wetness
Of my soft hips
Ready for your
Lips to taste
The source
Of our fire
Nourish
Your manhood
On my erotic spirituality
As we adapt
To the changing
Currents in
Our journey together
Your rigid
Spine yields
To the warmth
Of my eyes
As we transform
And shift
With the twists
Of the river
Of our passion
Take a deep breathe
My formidable companion
Hold my hand
And ride the flow
Of this Blue Love
Through the
Rapids of our tempers
Over the white caps
Churned up
By the push
And pull
Of the frenzy
Of love
Crazy and chaotic
At times
Yet always returning
To warm and reassuring
As our stubbornness bends
Like the river
Go with the flow
With me today
And travel
Over my breasts
Teasing each nipple
Before resting
In the lasciviousness
Of my legs
Spread wide
To welcome
The fury
Of your thrusts
And the hand
Of God as he
Once again
Returns us to
Each other
Go with the flow
With me
Trusting God
Is guiding us
Through the work
Of angels
To follow the
River of emotions
And surrender
Control
The higher power
And
Trust the miracle
Of our love
Believe in the miracle
The miracle
Of our love
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NOTE:
I suspect the reason our connection is so intense, chaotic but also able to withstand the pressure we put it under is because we could be…soulmatesπŸ˜³πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚If that’s what we are, we are totally miraculously fucked…But at least our love will never be boring πŸ˜‰βœŒοΈ
πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ’™πŸ’‹πŸ”₯πŸ¦„βœŒοΈπŸ’™

Love Over Fear

I’ve lived through a lot of tough stuff in my life. I’ve been broken by life. I’ve been disillusioned by love and people. I’ve given up. I walked away. I burned down my entire life in self sabbotage and somehow, by the Grace of God, I stand here today the best version of myself I’ve ever been. “There go before the grace of God go I.”

While some would call me a survivor, I do not identify myself with being a survivor. Survivors still own and hold onto to part of their struggle. It’s part of their identity. I released my struggle and choose love instead of fear. I thrive. Every setback is lesson. Every miststep is an opportunity to recalibrate. Every loss is a reminder that I was brave enough to love. If you see me pensive and quiet, it’s because I need to withdrawal to reflect. If I show you my truth and tell you how I feel, it’s because I trust you. I must live in honesty. I am not afraid of my own darkness nor I am I afraid of yours.

Every time you call yourself out on your own bullshit is another day you live in truth and honesty. Every day you let love into your heart you experience God’s Miracle. In every situation you surrender rather than resist you allow a shift towards change to occur.

Author Brene Brown said, “You can choose courage or you can choose comfort but you cannot choose both.” I choose courage, probably more often than I should. I am a risk taker in life. I am a passionate woman and need to play in the big game. Life can be crazy and chaotic at times but it is also exciting, stimulating and thrilling to grow and stretch. I feel. I love. I embrace my firey nature.

The most courage I ever had was a day over five years ago when I took my last drink and smoked my last cigarette. I said no more. I wanted to be healthy. While I am not an alcoholic and never attended a meeting, I openly admit I was a pretty good binge drinker. If I was having a good day, I would have a drink to celebrate. If I was having bad day, I would have a drink to feel better. There was always a reason, or should I say, a justification for why I drank. I drank so I didn’t feel anything. I drank to numb myself.

In my five years of sobriety, I’ve been forced to sit in the middle of all of my emotional shit and feel it. I’ve been forced to hold myself accountable for my emotions and actions. Through the five years and with the help of spiritual literature and a therapist, I’ve learned coping skills. Taking a drink to numb myself no longer ever enters my mind. You can’t live in awareness if you are drunk. You can’t hear divine guidance if you are stoned. You can’t live in abundance if you blow your money on drugs. You can’t live in truth if you are lying to yourself and everyone around you. We are the sum of our courageous choices. Life expands or constricts with how we embrace change and how gracefully we can let go and surrender into acceptance.

The most courageous choice a human being can make is it to choose love over fear. “A Course In Miracles” teaches that a Miracle is the choice of love over fear. Choose love over fear. Love yourself enough to choose love. The bravest person is the one who gets back up after being knocked down. The strongest people are the those who let themselves feel;drop deep into the abyss of heartache and slowly start swimming back to the top. Learning something about themselves in the process.

As for me I choose to feel. I choose to be aware. I choose to have abundance. I choose to live in truth. I choose miracles. I choose LOVE over fear.

Tonight I pray for my niece, who I love like she’s my daughter, chooses love over fear and sets herself free from prescription drug addiction while she’s in a 28 day program. She’s in Detox now. No contact is allowed during Detox which should last five to six days. I’m driving up the facility she’s in on Saturday morning to take a required two hour class on supporting someone in recovery. I’m not allowed to see her in person until next Wednesday. Well, that’s if she stays in there the whole 28 days. I am hoping she sees this as a fresh start but she will make her own choice. I do know I will help her as long as she helps herself. If she leaves and starts using again, there’s nothing I can do but let her live with her consequences. Alot of people pulled together to do Interventions over the course of a week and pulled resources to catch up her bills(mortgage, car & credit cards) to give her a fresh start. I hope she rises up and chooses love of herself over fear of change.

What’s your choice? Will choose the Miracle with me?

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From The Heart ~Love, Sex And Poetry

From The Heart ~ Love, Sex And Poetry
By: Linda A. Long

I wrote
To you
From the
Broken edges
On my heart
Along
The scar
Of where
Love healed
My wounds
I wrote
To you
From the love
In my heart
That radiates
In the blue
Of your eyes
And warms
My soul
With words of love
Love
You heard
My heart whispered
Into your ear
Love
You felt
Vibrate from
My soul
Love
My love
Is Blue
My soul fills with
The warm Blue Love
Of your eyes
We grow
Through love
As we grow
Who will
We be tomorrow
Who will
We be next year
Will we find
A way together
Will our connection
Grow stronger
In my surrender
I’m finally letting go
Of the person
You first met
I was
Timid and unsure
Of myself
I accepted
My imposed
Limitations
But through
My love for you
I’ve grown
And became
A fully actualized woman
Strong and capable
Secure in my abilities
On the threshold
Of promise
I see myself differently
I’ve changed
Yet I still
Tried to hold
Onto my former self
Trying to hold onto
To a part of myself
That was also
Connected to you
Until today
When you showed
It was time
To leave her behind
And stand firm
In this new role
I’m still trying to find
My balance
Between who
I was
Who I am
And who I want
To become
The only thread
Through all three
A thread of
Blue Love
As it’s the
Thread connecting
Me to you
You are
Part of my story
As we move
Through a new phase together
I am open
To the new possibilities
Before us
When I look
To my future
I still see you
In it
Pray with me tonight
That God
Directs our words
Thoughts and actions
So we both
Can move forward
Knowing
We acted with love
Pray with me
That our connection
Will always
Be our blessing
And that
Love
If it’s true
Shall survive
And grow
Through our changes
I write for you
From my heart
To yours and
Kiss you
Goodnight
Goodnight
My Blue Love
Goodnight love

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Empathy ~ Love, Sex And Poetry

Empathy ~ Love, Sex And Poetry
By: Linda A. Long

For a moment
Empathize with me
My love
Put yourself
In my shoes
See
With my eyes
Feel
With my heart
Understand
The frustration
I am feeling
Is born from love
It is my love
For you
It is my wanting
More with you
It is my needing
More with you
It is my desire
For you
That stirs this restless
And makes me a bit weary
From the delays and waiting
I suppose
It’s no longer
Clear to me
Why I’m waiting
Or if
I should be waiting
Or if
You still
Feel what I feel
Perhaps
I am wrong
Maybe
I am over reacting
Maybe I’m trying
To find clarity
Could there
Still be
A future for us
Yes
Maybe this is
Part of our journey
But you need
To know
And understand
Some things have become
Clear to me
I need something
To hold on to
I need Someone
To crawl up
Next to at night
I need
A hand to hold
On the hard days
I need
Someone to support me
As I support others
It was today
This morning
It finally came
To my awareness
I need more
I need to be
Chosen
I need to be
A part of your life
Not just
Part of your day
I need to be
The person
Who makes love
To you on
Friday nights
And kisses you goodbye
Monday mornings
I need
Everything
You can’t give me
It was this morning
Just this morning
I became aware
You may never
Choose me
All I can do
Is accept, reflect and pray
For God
To direct our next steps
I offer these words
Not as ultimatum
But as insight
Into my thoughts
And feelings
So you understand and
Empathsize with me perhaps
I am in pain
I am upset
I am frustrated
I need something
To hold onto
A reason to believe
In us
A reason
To wait for our love
For now
I’ll leave us
In God’s hands
And trust he’ll
Show us the way
For a moment
Empathize with me
My love
Put yourself
In my shoes
See
With my eyes
Feel
With my heart
Understand
The frustration
I am feeling
Is born from love
It is my love
For you
It is my wanting
More with you
It is my needing
More with you
It is my desire
That I write these words
It is
I love you

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NOTE Well, if he was standing before me today, he would have seen this explosion behind my eyes and would have said, “Take A Breathe!” πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚ But, I suppose he sensed how I would react and avoided the dramaπŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚Probably a good callπŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚

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Salvation Lies Within ~ Love, Sex And Poetry

Salvation Lies Within ~ Love, Sex And Poetry
By: Linda A. Long

The choice
Lies
In your fragile hands
Shaking
From the weight
Of consequence
Your actions
Brought
Into your life
Your future
Hangs
In the balance
You are still
Loved and adored
Will you
RISE UP
Will you
RISE
The choice
Lies
In your pounding heart
As the web
Of lies
You spun
For years
Finally comes
Unspun
Revealing
The truth
For us all to see
You are still
Loved and adored
You are loved
But the question remains
Will you
RISE UP
Will you
RISE
The choice
Lies
In your soul
Lying bare
And broken
On God’s alter
Asking for redemption
Without surrendering
Trying to manipulate
God
The same way
You manipulated
The rest of us
You are still
Loved and adored
You are loved
I challenge
Your addiction
I stand
Face to face
With your demon
Of prescriptions
I RISE UP
I RISE
For you
Out of love
The choice
Lies within you
Will you
RISE UP
Will you
RISE
Will you
Choose the
Salvation
That lies within
Will you
RISE UP
Will you
RISE
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Dear God, This is a very special prayer that I write with tears running down my cheek. Please allow someone I love to accept the help that is being offered to her. Her entire family, more than 20 people who love her, are working a plan to save her. But, we know, she has to choose to save herself and accept our help. I should know by tomorrow morning if she accepted and if she will let us help her get help. It’s all on the line. Her life is on the line.

Drawing Awareness Exercise ~ Kundalini Yoga

The Art & Yoga exercise I did today was for raising awareness to how yoga affects how my body feels. I drew my awareness in my body as I practiced the Kundalini Kriya to heal the body.πŸ™ŒThe purpose of this exercise wasn’t to create a masterpiece of art but to see how I feel as I am practicing yoga in colors and images. I used watercolor pencils for this exercise.

The strong Black lines around my neck, down my Trap muscle and towards my low back were tightness as I was just starting my practice. The Red ball in the bottom right back was pain. The Brown circle in the stomach was hunger as I was towards the end of the practice. Blue in my Third Eye(forehead) represented Blue Love being in my Intuition. At the end of the practice, I colored my whole body Yellow. As I was feeling bright healing lightness move through me and the beautiful lightness of being. Finally, the Pink I drew around me was my electro-magnetic field(my Aura) eminating LOVE out around me. I was thinking of Pink Rose Quartz Crystal being the color of my aura.

I finshed my practice with Sat Narayan Mantra for peace with fingers in Gyan Mudra. Lastly, I closed my Kundalini practice with Long Time Sunshine & Sat Nam! See the videos belowπŸ™πŸ™ŒπŸ¦„ 

I am Feeling so much lighterπŸ™ŒπŸ¦„πŸ‘The heavines of the negative energy in the world exhausts me – especially the Presidential Inauguration & constant negative energy surrounding both sides(supporters & protesters). As a sensitive Intuitive, I need protect my energy and stregnthen my aura so I don’t absorb so much from the stuff around meπŸ¦„πŸ™ŒπŸ‘πŸŽ¨

What color is your aura today? 

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Blue Heart ~ Love, Sex And Poetry

Blue Heart ~ Love, Sex And Poetry
By: Linda A. Long

The source
Of your fire
Burns
In the center
Of my hips
And rages
As you
Stop
To fan
The flames
Of desire
Passing
From me to you
I circle
My hips
To the rhythm
Of our vibration
Your flame
Spreads
Through my body
Until it
Bursts
Its way
Into my heart
Coloring it blue
From the crystal
In your beautiful eyes
Your fire
Burns
It burns
Between my breasts
Rising and falling
As your
Desire
Licks the erectness
Of my nipples
And stirs
Them under
The touch
Of your
Finger tips
Warmth grows
Between my legs
As you move
Close enough
For me to sense you
Close enough
For you
To sense my arousal
Wet and hot
Your fire
Burns
Burns between
My legs
And is held
Snug in
The center
Of my soul
I guard your flame
As it burns
Brightly in me
I protect your flame
As it grows
With the intensity
Of your eyes
Meeting mine
I keep
Your soul’s flame
Safe for you
In the blue
Fabric
Of my heart
My heart is now
A shade of
Magnificent blue
To match your eyes
Your beautiful
Blue eyes
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NOTE:
Another creative inspiration from the Heart Chakra Opening Kundalini Yoga exercise in my “Art & Yoga” bookπŸ’™πŸ™ŒπŸ™πŸ¦„ I am loving that damn bookπŸ™ŒπŸ¦„ M

My Blue Eyed Muse stirred the juice for this poem with his adorable self being before me; he was a welcomed surprise today πŸ™ŒπŸ¦„

I practiced yoga and did the Heart Chakra opening Mantras and kriyas. As part of my yoga practice, I danced a bit to the “Beautiful Am I” Mantra. I discovered that Mantra is great for sexy hip rolls. So I practiced rolling my hips left then right and threw in some erotic dance moves. I’m ready for a private show for my Blue LoveπŸ˜‰πŸ’™ #bookit

I also kept a Rose Quartz crystal in my bra today on the left side closest to the heartπŸ’™ I will wear it there tomorrow too.

I’ve discovered I feel really good when my Heart Chakra is openπŸ’™πŸ™ŒπŸ¦„

Heart Chakra Opening ~ Blue Love ArtΒ 

This happened todayπŸ¦„πŸ™ŒπŸ’™πŸ™πŸ”₯#BlueLove

I needed to balance my Left Brain which I use in work with some Right Brain activites today. I needed to replenish myself spirituality and creativity. So, I did the Heart Chakra Yoga & Art activity from the below book while listening to album in the photo below.

After my yoga, mantra and meditation practice was over, this watercolor floated out of my Heart Chakra effortlesslyπŸ’™ It symbolizes my heart opening to love πŸ’™Blue Love refers to the beautiful blue eyes of my Muse which now inspires poetry and artπŸ’™πŸ¦„ Green is the color for the Heart Chakra and Red is for my passionate heartπŸ”₯

If there is a creative spirit in your life and they have an open mind, turn them on to this book and album. Especially if they are a yogi. However, I will say Kundalini Yoga isn’t for everyone. Some may find it weirdπŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚ But it’s really powerful in harnessing personal power. No worries, turbin and headwraps are not required; I won’t be sporting one in public anytime soonπŸ˜‰

This is about leveraging Yoga to inspire creativity. Once you start tapping into this source of internal inspiration, creativity & art flows like a river in all aspects of lifeπŸ™ŒπŸ¦„πŸŽ¨

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Still, Always, Forever ~ Love, Sex And Poetry

Still, Always, Forever ~ Love, Sex And Poetry
By: Linda A. Long

Stuck
In between
The pages of
Love
And
Lust
You snuggle
In my thoughts
You are
Here with me
Your beautiful eyes
Follow the line
Down my cleavage
As I play
With my necklace
And Linger
As I smile
With invitation
Stay here
In this moment
With me
Stay here
With me
My arousal grows
With every
Thought of you
As you nestle
Tighly into
My most erotic tnoughts
I feel
Your breathe
On my neck
In a long
Deep exhale
Of desire
My back arches as
I feel
Your lips
Wrapped around
My hard nipple
My thighs quiver
In expectation
And your fingers
Slide between
My legs
Feeling my
Desire for you
You remind me
You are with me
And
I am
I am
In love
With you
Still
Always
Forever
In love
With you

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Red Necktie ~ Love, Sex And Poetry

Red Necktie ~ Love, Sex And Poetry
By: Linda A. Long

Only if
I could have
Stayed the night
With you
Only if
The Red tie
Around your neck
Was tonight
Holding
My wrists
To your bed
Only if
I was
Naked
Naked
Beneath you
In the soft
Light of the night
And my arms
Held you
Instead
Of my pillow
Only if
I could have
Stayed the night
And taken
My time
Enjoying
Your handsome face
Before me
In your suit
Only if
Your suit
Was lying
On the floor
Of my hotel room
With my
Black lace
Bra and panties
As we
Lay naked
In my bed
Enjoying
Each other
Only if
We could have
Had tonight
Together
As lovers
Next time
Tie me up
Tie me up
All night
With your
Red necktie
Tie me
And
Don’t
Let
Go
Only If
I could have
Held my
You in my arms
Tonight
In the arms
Of love
Our Blue Love
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The Emperor ~ Love, Sex And Poetry

The Emperor ~ Love, Sex And Poetry
By: Linda A. Long

Who is he
Who is the
Man
The Emperor
Who is this
Man
In your
Atmosphere
The man
Who walks
With you
You wear
His essence
Like perfume
And hold
His heart
In your hands
Gingerly
Knowing
With your
Heart’s Intuition
This strong man
Has a soft
Gentle soul
Who is
The Emperor
Is he
Your King
Your partner
Your lover
The leader
Of your world
This man
This man
Who’s energy
Whirls around your
Atmosphere
Taking his place
Next to you
Demanding
To be heard
In your mind’s eye
Who is this
Formidable man
You like
His fire
You crave
His fire
The fire in his belly
Lights your match
His heart beats
In yours
Who is
The Emperor
Of your world
Matching your
Passion
You crave
His energy
His kiss
Drips off of
Your lips
In anticipation
Of his possession
He is the ruler
Of your heart
Just as you
Are the fire
In his soul
You burn
In his
Atmosphere
The Goddess
In you
Is his strength
You honor
Him with
Words of love and devotion
You inspire
Him with desire
You nurture him with
True
Real
Beautiful
Love
That is
Here
To stay
In both
Of your lives
Who is
The Emperor
Of your heart
Have faith
In this
Formidable man
Have faith
In your bond
Trust what
You see
Believe what
You sense
Until the Emperor
Is laying beside you
Have faith
And stand true
As his
Goddess
Of love
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NOTE: This poem has been cooking in my head since Saturday. It just took a while for me to figure out how to express it.

While I was at Kripalu I had a Tarot Card Reading. The Reader is a licensed Psychotherapist by profession but reads Cards on the weekends. I heard she was pretty good and that she used an unusual Tarot Deck. She uses the Motherpeace Tarot deck which is round. I was intigued because I’ve noticed my Intuitive abilities have been strengthening in recent months. I wanted the Tarot Reading as a way to validate my experiences and abilities rather than receive future predictions from her.

Well, I received validation of my experiences and abilities in the first 30 secondsπŸ˜‚πŸ™ŒπŸ¦„ As I sat down in the chair, the Card Reader said to me, “Welcome. Hmmm? I know a Clairvoyant when she sits down across the table from me. So, tell me Linda, right? Why are YOU here? You see; you can sense – you know. You could probably read these cards better than I can. Do you read cards, work with energy or are you a healer?”

OMG! My eyes actually teared up when she said those words to me. The next hour was a truly beautiful and spirituality powerful conversation for me. She gave me some advice, she gave me some resources, gave me advice on how to take care of myself and she also gave me a powerful Reading and a lot to think about. I’m not going to go into the details of my Reading but I will say she gave me plenty to chew on from a spiritual and clairvoyant perspective. I am a bit overwhelmed but also feel validated and supported.

I will share this… My First position card which is for Self was The Irish Goddess, Brigid. This symbolizes my Strength. My Second position card, which is for the Atomsphere around me, was the “The Emperor” and she said, “Who is this Emperor? A husband, ex-husband, lover, boss, all of the above? Whoever he is, his energy is with you and he is a formidable man! But you already sense that, right?!” πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚Hence the poetic inspiration.

She also wrote down the whole card spread for me. I ordered the Motherpeace Card Deck & guidebook. 

Blue Love ~ Love, Sex Art And PoetryΒ 

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Blue Love ~ Love, Sex And Poetry
By: Linda A. Long

Blue
Is the color
Of my love
It shimmers
In the darkness
And lights
My way
Home
Blue
Is color
In my
Mind’s eye
It springs forth
From my
Meditation
Calling
To me
My love
Is calling
To me
Create for me
He says
Blue
Is the color
In my heart
It beats
With a rhythm
Of truth
It stands in
Loyalty
It carries
My soul’s wisdom
From my
Intuitive spirit
To his waiting
Soul
Blue
Is the color
Of my inner voice
Whispering
To me
Pulling me
Into the
Fire of
Passion, love
And Creation
Asking me
To surrender
My body, mind
And soul
Into
Blue Love
Surrender
My soul
to love
Blue
Is the color
Of my love
Following
The call of
My heart’s
Divine wisdom
I place
My heart
Into his hands
And stand
In the center
Of his beautiful
Blue Eyes
Blue
Is the color
Of my
Love
Blue Love
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NOTE: This workshop is awesome. I will write more about the workshop activites after it is over. Right now I wanted to post this for New Year’s Eve as I created the artwork and wrote the poem during class this afternoonπŸ™ŒπŸ’‹πŸ™πŸ”₯πŸ¦„

I’m no painter but everyone kept telling me how “deep” it isπŸ™ŒIt represents what was on my mind during meditation. It’s a blue eye at the center of my heart with my heart on fireπŸ”₯🎨 Someone said it shows my inituition and that I see with my heart – very trueπŸ™ŒπŸ™

This is a first for me. I am posting an original poem I wrote and original art I createdπŸ¦„πŸ™Œ

Happy New Year! I’m looking forward to 2017 and all the magic it will bringπŸ¦„πŸ™ŒπŸ™πŸ”₯❀

Heart Chakra Opening ~ Kripalu Workshop

I’m at Kripalu Center for Yoga & Health in the Berkshire Mountains just inside of Massachusetts for New Years Eve Weekend. I come to Kripalu to reconnect with myself and turn off the noise in life. I guess about a month ago I realized I was leaving 2016 lighter than I came into it. Something shifted within my soul for the better. I wanted to do something special just for me, this New Years Eve, to honor the change & welcome the new year.

I was drawn to the workshop I am taking here for a few reasons. It’s a Kundalini Yoga & Art workshop to open creativity and stimulate the Fourth Chakra, The Heart Chakra. First, I fell in love with Kundalini Yoga about a year ago. I love the mantras and movements. I also loved that creating art was part of the workshop. As a poet, it’s always helpful to stimulate the creative force within using different mediums. Perhaps painting with water colors this weekend will break way for a new form of artistic expression in my life. Most importantly I was drawn to this workshop because my Heart Chakra is finally open after many years of being closed by pain. I wanted to take this workshop to nurture myself a bit and take care of my Heart Chakra. I will write more about the Heart Chakra exercises in the next few days. Right now I have to stop writing and draw something that just popped into my headπŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸŽ¨

I took the photo on this post from my roomπŸ‘ Big score on the room by the way. I’m not sure how I got such a great room with a King Bed & full LakeviewπŸ™ŒπŸ™ŒπŸ™ŒπŸ™β€ Below is the description of the workshop I’m a taking and the extra circular New Years Eve activities.

Stubble ~ Love, Sex And Poetry

Stubble ~ Love, Sex And Poetry
By: Linda A. Long

My legs
Spread a little
Wider
While I listened
To you talk
All I could think about
Was feeling
The stubble
On your face
Rubbing against
My thighs
I grew wetter
With anticipation
As I drifted
And thought about
You rubbing
Your stubbled skin
Against my welcoming thighs
I listened
While you talk
You were raising
My erotic longings
Giving voice
To
Aphrodite
Whom begs
Humbly
For the attention
Of your beautiful eyes
Let me
Whisper
My wet desires
Into your ear
And beg
You to
Rub your stubble
Against my breasts
Don’t forget to
Brush it
Against my nipples
Waiting erect
For your
Rough skin
To set mine
On fire
With lust
For the man
That sparks
My words into
Creation
I want your
Stubble
Against my inner thigh
Rubbing coarsely
As you lick
My wetness
Calling your name
In orgasmic release
I am grateful
You are back
In my realm
If only
Temporarily
I am grateful
You were
Close enough
For me
To sense you
Ever so deliciously
Between my legs
Now wet
With desire for you
I exclaim
An orgasmic
Thank you
I needed to
Feel you
Hear you
Sense you
To create
And nourish
Our connectedness
As I spread my legs
To feel
The stubble on your face
Against my soft thigh
You say my name
And remind me
Once again
I am yours
Only yours
I am always happy
When you are near
Now go down
And rub your
Stubbled face
Against my thighs
Until I scream
Your name

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NOTE: So, did I ever mention I enjoy the way stubble feels against my skin?πŸ˜‰πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ’‹β€πŸ”₯πŸ™ŒπŸ¦„

I’m grateful I’m on a poetic roll. My Muse has been near by & nourishing my inner Aphrodite πŸ™ŒπŸ™ŒπŸ’‹πŸ™πŸ”₯

The Light ~ Love, Sex And Poetry

The Light ~ Love, Sex And Poetry
By: Linda A. Long

I shine
This light
From my heart
Into your eyes
Bright enough
To light
Your sky
And set
Your heart aglow
With hope
For our future
I shine
This light
To illuminate
Your path
Lined
With hugs
Layered with kisses
Glowing with
Erotic desire
Ablaze
It glows
In the brilliance
Of your
Beautiful blue eyes
I shine
For you
Follow
My light
It glows my hips
With love
Shimmering
With sexual desire
Come
Just
A few steps
Further
Just
Enough
To see
The top
Of my bosom
Flickering
In the warm
Light of love
I am
Lighting your way
To love
With my words
That
I lay
As a path
Of suurender
And affection
At your feet
Leading you
Down into
The depths
Of my soul
Up to the
Peak of my nipples
My light shines
For you
Follow
The light
Walk
With faith
The path
I shine for you
Is the love
In my heart
For you
Glowing
In the night
Walk
With confidence
Towards
The source
Of light
Until you
Stand in front
Of me
Eye to eye
Until you see
The light love
In your life
Is me
I am
Your light of love
Follow
The light
To your love
I am
Your love
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Prayer Of Loving Surrender

Prayer Of Loving Surrender ~ Love, Sex And Poetry
By: Linda A. Long

Wrapped with care
A present
Is laid
At your feet
Please
Open it carefully
It is a heart fragile
Fragile from
Disappointments
But held together
With hope
Hope that
Love, peace and joy
Are found
Within
My renewed spirit
Strengthened
With prayer
And faith
That everything
That is needed
Is provided
At just the right time
Having faith that
My loyal heart
Can stand taller
Than its
Challengers and
Hope that
True compassion
And love
Are felt and welcomed
Into your waiting heart
In a prayer
My words
Of surrender
Are spoken
Quietly
In a moment
Of peace and love
I lay them
Onto your soul
And allow them to
Rest there as they slowly
Sink into
Your restless heart
Melting
The tension
That grows
In our separation
Saying a
Prayer of
Loving surrender
I quietly
Fan the flame
Love’s desire
With my words
And nourish
The joy
Found in our
Growing affection
As my heart
Opens fully
To love
For perhaps
The first time
I allow the light
From your beautiful eyes
To illuminate
My receptive heart
And give nourishment
To our souls
In this
Prayer of
Loving surrender
I lay the
Gift of my
Open heart
At your feet
And offer
It to you
Without trepidation
Without fear
Finding peace
In my surrender
To you
My loyal heart
Is forever
Yours
To break
But having faith
You will
Protect it
And handle it
With care
In this prayer
Of Loving surrender
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