Sexual Secrets of Tantric Kabbalah: Chapter Four Tantric Crone Goddess
"There is nothing in the world and there never shall be anything as beautiful
as a Tantric Crone Goddess whose happiness at being loved and appreciated flows
from her eyes. When you are touched and kissed for hours, your entire skin surface
being nourished by contact, your breasts being suckled for hours releasing oxytocin
in the brain, your orgasms taking place not just in your yoni but in your heart,
and mind and soul then something very magical takes place."
"The ability to make such an integration in one’s personality requires years of experience in loving both as a mother, and as a lover and then having the mental and spiritual agility to integrate them in one’s consciousness. This integration is more than just the sum of its parts, resulting in the evolutionary human goal of being both an individual with a history and a story and also being universal in love and caring."
"The creation of human culture and the creation of human spirituality are one and the same . Honoring the crones alive today for the creation of their crone grandmothers is long overdue. Giving love and respect to living crones (post-menopausal women) is giving love and respect to the first crones who gave us so much and made us into cultural human beings and who have shown us the path to our future."
"Yours is a very special generation of women, so fortunate compared to all other generations
of women, you baby boomer grandmas. Not all of you are grandmas yet as technically you were
born between 1946 and 1964, but you get what I am saying. Your generation was the first to
have sexual freedom in your youth with the birth control pill. Then you became part of the
establishment, married, followed conventions and became very disillusioned with the failures
of men to love you, care for you, and honor and respect you. This was followed by financial
loss when husbands left, and sexual repression with the appearance of AIDS in the 1980’s."
"Women live much longer, thriving and adapting. For the first time in their lives,
women are able to combine all their knowledge and experience with complete freedom
from pregnancy into a sexual renaissance based on their own pleasure, their own desires,
their own choices, and for many of them for the first time in their lives focusing on
their orgasms and not their partner’s orgasms. This vitality embraces creativity as
never before in their lives. Recorded human history only goes back 5,000 years roughly
the same length of time as writing. Prior to writing the oldest members of society passed
on the wisdom of their experience to the next generation orally. This has always been the
specialty of the crone."
"There is a very unique and special mirror that you need to see your own beauty.
Mirror, mirror is not on the wall. Mirror, mirror shows you your very own beauty,
through the reflecting eyes of your lover who sees the real you, the magical inspiring
Goddess of Love and Beauty. Look there and you will never miss the beauty of your youth.
Listen to the voice of your lover telling you how beautiful you are and how loved
you are while you orgasm over and over, again and again, and your happiness will heal
the world."
Sexual Secrets of Tantric Kabbalah: Chapter Five Our Evolutionary Future
"Men took the choice in sexuality away from women, treating them as sexual property
or chattel. Most radically of all sexuality itself was completely changed.
Instead of being the path of pleasure for women that lead to extended orgasms and
spiritual experience, sex was now about men’s much briefer pleasure and ejaculation.
"Science can only evaluate an hypothesis, it cannot create any new thoughts. The soulfulness of love and creativity needs science to make things happen. Electricity runs the world of computers and tools that we humans need and use to be creative. Returning love to the world and seeing ourselves as both scientists and artists, as technicians and lovers, as soulful servants not of a punishing cruel and jealous God but as the embodiment in flesh and blood of the source of love and inspiration. All of us can listen to the unique music in our heads as Mozart and Beethoven listened. Everyone of us has the ability to uniquely tune our brain so it can hear its own creative frequency
Knowledge and wisdom and the love of learning will expand in a world free of sexual repression, free of fear and poverty, and free of war and violence."
"Our new culture will ensure that individual development will not stop at the stage where we are obsessed with self and those like us, but continues to the evolutionary stage of consciousness where both self and all other humans are loved. A world of ecstasy and bliss awaits all humanity. It is our destiny and it cannot be stopped. Our ability to wake up from the nightmare of selfish violence and greed will create a culture of inclusion and belonging and make these changes inevitable. Our ability becomes our destiny."
"Once this happens in the minds of a few it will transfer to so many other minds because
human beings have created the most perfect mechanism of thought transfer in human history
with the creation of the infinite internet.
The appearance of something that is so obviously greater than each and every individual on the planet and yet so connected to each and every individual on the planet will remove our fearfulness. Getting past fear will allow us to get past violence and to realize that we are all part of one another in a deep and profoundly loving way. When we become each other’s keeper then we will realize that war is murder and be naturally disgusted by all violence.
Then money will no longer be wasted on war and the resources of the world will be used to honor each of us in love and nurturance. The potential for human happiness and bliss is as unlimited as the combination of wisdom and compassion creating enlightenment.
Come and see, come and see."
These excerpts from Chapter Four and Five were chosen by Cheryl , tantric crone goddess and webmaster.
Reader's Contributions
Poems by Charles Berlin
Morphine Waltz
Our cooing infant dreams, dismembered, Red confetti,shrapnel in dancing feather descent. rained down into our upturned turkeyheads from neon mushroom clouds, We trust our open mouths to receive the bounty of our indulgent resignation, To coat our throats in hot ash and sugar and be drowned for lack of interest outside creature comfort indifference... Our morphine waltz
I.
A single letter used by the English-speaking world to refer to one's self. Could it be humility that prompted us to deem such a small subdued word suffcient to capture the entirety of our being? Every subtle nuance, ther intricacies that fold upon one another, twisting, knotting, forming something beautiful and flawed? It's nearly impossible to define What am I but the sum of my what I've learned, and the nagging insecurities that shape the way I interpret the world around me? Already "I" has appeared four times in this paper. "I" am proving to be inescapable. Perhaps the solidarity and simplicity of the word is the very quality that makes it so fit to describe us. "Us" who are fluid and constantly evolving. An endless string of adjectives March 27 2009