Rachel Michelle

 I was r eading the “what to bring” list for my daughters camp this summer. The Christian one. I did not sign her up for this. Her father did. My ex. The Christian. My daughter, the Christian, wanted to go. That’s the only one that was on offer. So I think my daughter, the my daughter... Just wanted to go to a camp. “No spaghetti straps, no bikini’s, no hoop earrings. No dresses or skirts above the knee. No shirts exposing the back. No pants that are formfitting. No leggings as standalone pants." no no no no for female clothing items only. But what message are they sending these girls that their bodies are to be ashamed of. To be hidden. Because what? When growing up in this environment myself, I felt small, sorry and annoyed that I secretly wanted to show my shoulders, my back, my stomach, my breasts…. My body. Without shame. And to take it further, to love it And to claim it as beautiful and sovereign. Not in competition with those of men. No. A standalone. It wasn...

  Beauty is in the Eye of the Beholder   Elegant movement, flowing through the atmosphere like the wind gently glides through the trees Rustling the branches and kissing the pedal in the fields Swaying the grasses. Spirit moving. Can you feel her? Can you hear her? Listen! Watch! Feel.   Rushing, dripping. Water.   Burning, bright, hot. Fire.   Deep, buried. Earth.   As above so below. As within so without. My eye is drawn to beauty. My version?   Some things never cease to strike me. Moss covered walls, old stone staircases surrounded by ancient roots and vining branches, lush with fruits, pedals, buds, leaves. Small alley café’s overlooking a countryside. Nature rolling out it’s gorgeousness right in front of you.   Can you see her? Feel her? Open your eyes.   Beauty is all around you. Beckoning. Inviting. Urging. Go deeper!   Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Become the beholder. She i...

  Muchness, Muchier, Abundance   Fitting that today is about muchness. I am taking Ruby’s call in the summer prompts for my cycle day 17 to step into my muchness. My outfit and make up reflect this today- I feel the slight waves of wanting to hide all of me a little. To shrink. To become less muchier in every moment. And I realize too this is maybe others energetic fields as well. People are not great at managing their energy. I am also only learning. I notice things differently sometimes. My senses are turned on. I am plugged in. Aware. Energies in this place are wild. I conjure a protective aura of white and purple light around me. Make me invisible. And protected. May I disappear into the atmosphere in plain sight. Here, but not. All other humans are also here. All trying a little more to disappear into the chair, or wall we are sitting in front of. Like a magician. Muggles mingling. Unaware of each other. Children see the magic. I am not here. Not visible. I must rea...

 Circus:   I, like Robert Lax know the circus brings magic and wonder into the eye of the beholder. He traveled with family circuses around Canada and wrote of his experiences after in form of poetry. How romantical, as Ann-e would say. Circus for me has been my glue, my sanity, my process. It has provided a safe community that no one could take from me. It is just mine (and all the other circus freaks and beauties).  Circus has stretched me and challenged me. It has grown me, and softened me. At the same time it has made me so fucking strong. Circus I adore you and honor you. My journey with embodied movement, healing through the body’s wisdom has been a beautiful one. Starting as a child around nature, plants, and tumbling. In my free time, cartwheels, summersaults, back bends, climbing trees and dangling feet, hanging from knees and pullups to beat the boys at school in arm wrestling, which I did! 😊  That evolved into handstands against my door anytime I wa...

 Dear Jesus,  I need to be punished.  Forgive me Father, for i have sinned.  I want to be punished.  I want you to punish me.  I want you to make me take your  cock and then i want  you to fill me with your cum.  To the brim.  I need to be punished.  I want you to do it.  I need to confess my sins.  I want to confess my sins to you while I'm on my  knees looking up at you.  I want you to punish me.  Fill my mouth with your cock.  Fill my mouth with your cock.  I want you to come over and fuck me in the back  of your truck. Right outside my house, cause the kids  are sleeping inside.  I want you to punish me.  I want you to eat my pussy and lick my clit  slowly. While i sit on your dash and your mouth is in  perfect level with my goddess portal. Lick it.  And suck it. Caress it. Lure her.  I want to watch you eating me out.  I want you to punish me. ...