September 5, 2011

Making Love to a Woman’s Heart. ¹

by Mette • Okategoriserade

A couple of days ago we watched a video with Arjuna Ardagh,      “ The Architecture of a Woman’s heart”.  Here he speaks of the ways to a woman’s heart as entering the gates of greater and greater trust, until you are “at home”, in the secret chamber, where the non dual meeting takes place.

I thought “ hmmm… is this only a female thing?  Isn’t this something that goes for both men and women?”  Don’t we all need trust to open up?  Well, of course we do, but …

This morning we found he is right.

How lovely to have mistaken him for later to see he is right! J

For some days my body has been kind of numb, out of various reasons. Not wanting sex, for example, which is utterly rare to me. The belly getting swollen and not really processing the food as supposed to. The body feeling heavy, and my self being detached from it. Like there is no natural pleasure.

First; I came home last week after shredding my fathers ashes onto the ocean. This made a greater impact on me than I first understood. I brought home some chock-kind-of reaction, whether it was mine or picked up from someone doesn’t matter.

Then; I read this book now; “the highly sensitive person” by Elaine N. Aron, which stirs up feelings and brings forth reactions and memories from childhood. I have a reaction like a baby wanting to be cuddled, held in the caretaker’s arms.

And; our sex life has for a while due to reasons I don’t know, gone into some kind of pattern in love making. A pattern that really did not suit neither of us.

Tonight something changed.

Oh, what a joy!

Those small things, being together in the bathroom.

Richard lighting the candles (which we have not lit for a while). I love the candles! I´m such a woman here! Some red, some purple colored candle glass.  Candle glasses with green and blue pearls making the light twinkle.  They give me good feelings, good memories. I soften.

His hands soft and tender, giving attentive strokes over my body, releasing tension.  I soften even more. Sounds and vibrations, reactions, movement. The body begins to wake up. I feel safe.

The body asks for more. Feeling the life force awaken within. The lust for loving is arising. Gently, gently, he can come closer. Be more intimate as the body and the heart trusts again.  Pause, wait for invitation to come closer, to come in. This goes for his fingers as well as his penis. Not rushing into anything, my heart and body responds with a yes, a welcoming, a wanting without craving. I can be in the feelings, in the play, in the arousal. It is beautiful.

During breakfast we talked about our experiences. It came very clear to tonight me that I had armored my body, my vagina, my pussy. Sexually I had been over stimulated by a treatment based on a pattern excluding time and sensitivity as an important factor to feel the pleasure. I had closed down, not only the body, but my heart as well. It was a defense against what the body recalls as intrusion.

Is this a female thing? We talked, and found that yes, in some ways it is.

While the woman must open and take in, physically as well as emotionally, the penis is made to enter, to go into, to “push its way open” to deliver and make sure the genes are passed on. They have very different strategies! In order to fill the earth with human beings no tenderness is needed. But if you want to make love, or find the way to your woman’s heart, you have come respectfully to her body.

As before, tonight I felt the difference very clear in how the arousal and pleasure in my open body affects his body. When the energy dances freely it gives another arousal, another dimension to the lovemaking. The bodies emerge with each other, and it gets difficult to distinguish and tell from whom does this arousal or that feeling come.

The dance of love is a wonderful dance! 

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