This Darned Kundalini



There was a troll who commented on my page, spewing vile hatred.  Of course, I deleted it. I recounted what happened to me during my meditation — my perceptions.  It wasn’t a technical paper where I had to have footnotes and proper citations based on the Harvard Bluebook in.  So since it did not add any value to my life whatsoever, I’ve deleted it.  Who has time for that anyway?  You don’t like what I write?  LOOK AWAY. It’s as simple as that.


Now, onto the Main Course:

Confession time.  I’ve had an intimate — well, fuck euphemisms — sexual encounter with my energy healer. Mitigating circumstance:  well, it was energetic.  We were doing a clearing session of my chakras using this modality the by-product of which was a kundalini rising.  The thing is, we discovered that we have an intense sexual chemistry together energetically.  And even when I say something perfectly innocuous and non-suggestive, he gets a hard on 10,000 miles away.  So we go through the session and my kundalini betrays me — well, not really.  I mean, it’s supposed to do that – rise.  I try to keep it as professional as possible, but I do know that when I get into a certain zone, all bets are off.  And that zone was reached.

In the end, we were both glad we didn’t live near each other although part of me wishes he did.  But that would just be a complication.

I got out of the “zone” before he did.  Even now, a couple of hours later, I can still feel his energy inside me. But I put a stop to it even when he wanted to keep it going because I didn’t want to feel uncomfortable with one of the best energy healers that I know.  He can harness my sexual energy and I can take his.

The session was geared towards further opening up my Third Eye.  And although I steered the conversation (well, pillow talk, sort of) towards that, he would answer but then again, he would “get busy with me” again. That’s when I put the brakes on.  I mean, if he were physically in front of me, if we were within five feet of each other, no doubt we’d have an excellent time exchanging energies and fluids and all that. Besides that type of scenario is the only one where I protective defenses down.

I like his energy though and I also miss having a lover.  He says that I am a “kundalini energy healer” and I suppose I’ve been that in the past without knowing the jargon for it.  I knew it.  There was a higher purpose for having this intense sexual energy within me.  Now, I’ll be able to heal others that way. How cool is that?  But first, I have to get certified in Ra Sheeba.



About ButterKate

Mistress of MuMu and Maximus ; highly complex Gemini; semi-jaded romantic; purveyor of inane and profound conversation; incessant chocoholic; caffeine-free; mad driver on the road; pheromone questor; control freak; neurotic disguised with calm outer appearance; sufficiently amiable when placid, terrifying when provoked; occasional ditz; sporadic provider of life altering insights; retired poet; provider of mischief as the need arises; patron of destiny advisers; truth-teller (yes, the emperor has no clothes).

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