Honest Explicit and Vulnerable

It's not always easy, but in our sexual intimacy it's almost always necessary to be honest, explicit, and vulnerable... especially with yourself.  This is where people tighten up the most.  A great practice, a way to start being Honest, Explicit, and Vulnerable is to write in a journal or diary every day.  Keep it private.  But in that writing, strive for brutal open eyed honestly.  Avoid melodrama... just use your pen (or typewriter like a knife and cut into who you really are).  The results will open you dramatically and deepen any possibility you have an authentic relationship.

Venus

Getting in touch with the deepest feminine panpsychic energy... embodied greatly by the Goddess Venus... Today feeling the depth of the love and the oneness... an open conversation with the feminine love source of the human race... tribe... belonging... protection...fierceness... and softness.  She is ALL and NOTHING at the same time.  Come journey deeper into the fantasy of magic, the dripping bloody openhearted loving that is possible when you drop all your baggage and step into and through your fears.

Card of the Day

A few years ago I would pull a Tarot card of the day, and offer a meditation upon it on my blog and on Facebook.  I probably did this for about 3-4 years, daily.  It grew quite popular and was a lot of fun, and it was useful as a guide to life...

Eventually I moved beyond it to different areas of my life.

As I work on developing my video skills for the Jason F Smith website, I've chosen to start putting up a 1 minute daily video.  The early ones will certainly be rough, but by daily putting myself out there, witnessing myself and being witnessed I will find that frequency where selling is ME.

So here is the first video... rough as it may be.



Death

A couple considerations for facing your own death:

Don't fear death...
If it comes, embrace it.
As if you are lying down
next to a beautiful woman

-Ragnar Lothbrok

And now a quote from the movie (love it or hate it): American Beauty.

Lester Burnham: [narrating] I had always heard your entire life flashes in front of your eyes the second before you die. First of all, that one second isn't a second at all, it stretches on forever, like an ocean of time... For me, it was lying on my back at Boy Scout camp, watching falling stars... And yellow leaves, from the maple trees, that lined our street... Or my grandmother's hands, and the way her skin seemed like paper... And the first time I saw my cousin Tony's brand new Firebird... And Janie... And Janie... And... Carolyn. I guess I could be pretty pissed off about what happened to me... but it's hard to stay mad, when there's so much beauty in the world. Sometimes I feel like I'm seeing it all at once, and it's too much, my heart fills up like a balloon that's about to burst... And then I remember to relax, and stop trying to hold on to it, and then it flows through me like rain and I can't feel anything but gratitude for every single moment of my stupid little life... You have no idea what I'm talking about, I'm sure. But don't worry... you will someday.