Poonani Maker
Master Don Juan
- Joined
- Apr 29, 2007
- Messages
- 4,392
- Reaction score
- 927
“I want to speak to the deepest part of who you truly are,"
“Imagine your heart spreading open, unlocked in a way it’s never been before, and feeling my heart’s energy come inside you, my heart’s energy coming inside you again, and again, and again, as powerful and rhythmic, as sure and relentless, as the ocean’s salty tide.”
“It’s as though what you most want to feel is locked away, locked in a box of oak and iron, and then suddenly you meet someone who holds a gleaming, golden, oiled key. And this key, inlaid with designs of the most unearthly beauty and intricate workmanship, slides deeper and deeper into the lock, slides so deeply that you wonder whether it will ever stop, until at last it strikes home, and you feel it turning against the lock’s inmost chamber, turning…turning…turning…until it clicks, and the lock seems to shudder, and at last the box spreads open, and you feel all that you’ve so long wanted and waited…and waited…and waited…to feel begin to flood through you.”
“Imagine your heart spreading open, unlocked in a way it’s never been before, and feeling my heart’s energy come inside you, my heart’s energy coming inside you again, and again, and again, as powerful and rhythmic, as sure and relentless, as the ocean’s salty tide.”
“It’s as though what you most want to feel is locked away, locked in a box of oak and iron, and then suddenly you meet someone who holds a gleaming, golden, oiled key. And this key, inlaid with designs of the most unearthly beauty and intricate workmanship, slides deeper and deeper into the lock, slides so deeply that you wonder whether it will ever stop, until at last it strikes home, and you feel it turning against the lock’s inmost chamber, turning…turning…turning…until it clicks, and the lock seems to shudder, and at last the box spreads open, and you feel all that you’ve so long wanted and waited…and waited…and waited…to feel begin to flood through you.”