A Taste of Love…
An awe-inspiring moment in my life I did not see coming.
The Taste of Love Tantra Festival is about conscious sxxu-ality, relating, embodiment, connection, community, fun, pleasure, intimacy and love. Playful but deep healing also happens here.
I was on the volunteer organising team as usual but a presenter had to leave so I happily stepped in their spot, as I have before to great effect.
Even in my workshop introduction earlier in the day, I had let my inner Shamanic Priestess speak. She "read the room" (as a colleague assured me later) and I found myself simply saying that if you have any awareness of sxx-ual shame in your being and you would like to address that, in a shamanic process that your mind will not understand... come along. I actually dont remember what "she" said to be honest, but I was told it was deep and something like that and release your authentic sxxual expression.
I had a few people walk in like zombies saying they had no idea why they were there but once I spoke they knew they had to be there. Love that!
Taste of Love Festival located in the centre of Mount Wollumbim caldera
Acknowledging the traditional custodians of this land, the Bundjalun Nation.
I acknowledged the space holders (the land, the ancestors, energy helpers seen and unseen) to packed out room of 92 souls. After a short intro where I told them all to leave their minds outside with their shoes, it became clear who would be the first inquirer to most serve the whole group, as a transmission of the work.
That process was extraordinary... three resonators (triple blind process throughout so no-one knew what role they were) each with a folded paper in hand marked either: Inquirer, Entanglement with Eros, or Authentic Ecstatic expression (life force). What came through was what needed to be seen, fully felt, honoured and naturally evolved into a new paradigm of expression, of love.
It was, deeply moving, for everyone present, as reflected by harvesting some shares
And we are only half way through…
"She" began giving instructions as I witnessed myself instruct this next piece. They gathered into groups of four (23 groups) they followed instructions, meticulously, in silence, and from that was created 23 spinning vortexes of shamanic constellations.
And it was on... the field wove itself, magically, miraculously, held in a powerful field, surrounded by support.
She brought it to completion with most having reached resolution and a few that we promised would come back to this piece.
The harvest again was rich, deep, profound and incredibly moving. I confess, I was in awe. And I am humbled by the entire experience...
Had I let my mind get in the way and "decided" to spin 23 shamanic constellations AT THE SAME TIME!!... I'd have said no... it couldnt be done...
But I got out of the way... and let move through me what needed to be said, be held, be seen, honoured and moved.
I have received overwhelming feedback. Some in the following 24 hours simply captured my eyes, placed their hand on their heart, and gave some acknowledgement with their head. No words. It's all I needed. I knew that we landed that ship and yet these moments were precious beyond words also.
The biggest field I have ever held. I am so grateful for this facilitation that pours through me. Thank you Taste of Love community for journeying with me in that. Massive shout to Celeste and Hannah who physically held space and to Zasha, Brooke and Gilli who were resonators scattered amongst the group, helping transmit this mostly non-lingual movements of the soul and moving powerful pieces along with the whole field. And, to my unseen, unknown space holders and the land that cradled us.
I completed the workshop and only after did I remember that my Shamanic Priestess is not so good at marketing!!! I didn’t even have an email sign-up sheet available!
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See you soon,
Love Isy x
