Orgasm as a Manifestation Tool

in #manifestation7 years ago

I have spent much time of late exploring and employing practices for concentration and full-bodied awareness and intention to live in a state of lucidity. I recently wrote about living lucidly rather than becoming enlightened, which has fewer expectations attached to it of what that should look like.

Manifestation of specific scenarios is a part of the practice, as I hone my skills for influencing the outcomes in the dream. There are many similarities between manifestation processes, all of them emphasizing the importance of clearly stating what you want, feeling it as if it is already so, and visualizing the details of what that looks like.

Not all people start out being good at all three components of this. I know I was not particularly strong at being able to see myself doing something, at least not in an embodied way. I was typically more in an observer role of a me that I was not integrated with, if that makes sense. In other words, I was not really in my body, but more of a spectator of my life. Additionally, I didn't always have a strong sense of what something would feel like that I didn't have much experience with. It became more of a general, "it would feel good."

Recently, I have been introduced to Neville Goddard (1905 -1972), who was one of the most influential "New Thought" leaders of the past century. In one of his re-released, recorded lectures he describes a process for building the energy of what you are visualizing through deepening the breath and then finally, "exploding" the scene and releasing it to the universe to be made manifest (on the timeline it is meant to be received).

A memory of a process I had heard described years ago integrated itself with this exercise, taking it to another level. That process was to create the context for what you wanted to manifest and to birth it with an orgasm. The concept had always intrigued me, however, I never really put it into practice.

At this juncture, the combination of the two approaches makes perfect sense because of the heightened sense of concentration, focus and felt-body sense with an orgasm and also the ensuing melting of self, at least momentarily, into a larger pool of vibrating gratitude. To use this cosmic gift of creative force consciously makes all the sense in the world.

Today in my visualization meditation I imagined the spark of life igniting in my womb to form the me that was being reborn. Below is the affirmation:

I am Love
I am Light
I am Abundant Creative Flow
Born of the ecstatic union of Grace and Pure Consciousness.
I emerge from the womb of life, born again as innocent perception.
And So It Is!
All is Well!

Here is also more on Neville Goddard, for those who would like to learn more about him. http://realitysandwich.com/320890/neville-goddard-a-cosmic-philosopher/

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Thank You for your courageous post on your experimenting in this regard. Since the internet has tended to be rife with yuk associations with any keywords related to sexuality, it is not the easiest terrain to venture into. But it is bold and important and I champion you in your exploration!
#orgasm ~ I have just one correlating experience in my archives that is evoked in the reading of your post. It's from way back upon first meeting my Now Love. He and I delighted to hike together in the Redwoods.. all day sometimes. He was stoked that I could match him stamina-wise. Then one evening when we were laying together after just such a mega-hike, he was stroking my calf and said with amazement, "Wow, you are such a strong hiker, but you are not 'in' your calves at all?!" He was right, and nobody had ever pointed that out before, least of all me. My calves were completely flaccid and we could see, once we were both focused on this phenomenon, that I had over-developed shin muscles, to compensate. Why though??!! And right there and then I flashed on my own mother's calves....[chronically swollen thrombosis agony]...; "Grief! That's what it is; I'm carrying my mother's grief, in my calves!!" It was such an epiphany and stunning to identify heretofore entirely hidden (something 'right under my nose').
We, in our field of #love were able to identify and articulate that I had literally withdrawn, withdrawn life force, withdrawn from my calves, due to that immense unresolved and seemingly unresolvable pain [we had all believed]. So Now, Here & Now, how might I re-enter my calves with a new relationship, a new awareness? And we distilled the answer as though it was the most natural thing in the world (it was!); I would be proactively and lovingly and with deliberate intent to restore wholeness, driving my orgasms directly into my calves. I did and my calves responded, thirsty as a dry riverbed, just as if someone had removed the dam upstream, and the liquid life force could flood back in. Immense joy, immense relief.. {heaven / heavensent}
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Exactly! This is the sacred power of the universe, the gift of dissolving into oneness for a moment and experiencing both the bliss of union and the ultimate absence of an other. I knew it was a risky word to use and also of paramount importance in reclaiming what had been made un-whole-ly, because if people understood the real power of it we would be freed to birth a new reality.