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12/09/2025

Being 'allowed’ inside a woman’s body is one of the biggest honors for a man. And when she gives her consent, accessing her sacred space, her body, and her energy should always be done with the utmost care and intention.

Her v***a is both delicate and holy, the origin of all life. She is the portal to life through which we all have passed. We all have moved through her warm and nurturing channel, so let’s express our gratitude.

S3x is an exchange of energy. We should only enter her sacredness to convey, cocreate, and amplify love. This doesn't mean that we can not be primal or animalistic anymore. But her v***a is not a place for you to dump your suppressed emotions, shame, or rage. Her tissue is permeable. She soaks up everything you’ll bring into her.

So, instead of releasing your unresolved pain into her, give her your love, potency, passion, and devotion. Allow her to absorb your heart through your cxck. She is vast and powerful. She is the gateway to existence. And men will never fully comprehend her intricacies.

This would be fully okay if we honored her enigma and allowed her to lead us on a path that is different from what we know and that will surpass our wildest imagination.

We owe it to the female body to respect and worship her. We men have been taught to s3xualize her sacred territory for centuries. I certainly have. I objectified women, s3xualized their bodies, mistreated them, and poured my own repressed wounds into them.

I didn’t know how to do it differently because I feared being kicked out of my tribe of peers. And, how irresponsible and escapist it might sound, I needed these experiences to eventually learn and analyze my own and other men’s behavior.

I believe that we as men must embrace our inner feminine. Accept her as she is. She's yearning eagerly to be heard behind the exterior walls we've proudly put up to hide behind in our shame and machismo. Following stupid and destructive statements such as "man up," "stop whining," or "don't be 🐈‍⬛-whipped".

We need to make the change. We need to speak our minds. We need to be more open and expressive. This doesn't mean that we can not be strong and masculine anymore. We can still be determined and bullheaded, hard when we need to, but also gentle and pliable, coming from the heart.

We must unite with women and share our differences and similarities. We must communicate effectively. And to do so, we first need to understand ourselves.

This means we must dive deep into the places we’d want to avoid: the shame and jealousy, the rage of all the moments we were not respected and seen, the hate and anxiety, and the tears we haven’t shed.

We have to look at the snapshots of all the moments when we made ourselves small or when others belittled us. Listen to all the voices that we blindly took over. Examine the imprints that do not serve us anymore but rather hold us back. Explore the false roles we play and how they mask our fearless and spirited sovereignty.

We must grab ourselves by the balls, erect our spines, soften our bellies, and ground back into our hearts.

If you want to respect women, you must respect yourself first, brother. She is the land, the soil. You are the seed that cocreates existence with her.

~Bas Waijers Baumann
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12/09/2025

12/09/2025

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12/08/2025

The Quiet Language of Desire: What Women Truly Long For in Intimacy

Intimacy is not just a physical encounter—it is an atmosphere, a rhythm, a quiet conversation between two souls. For many women, the deepest pleasure is found not in the act itself, but in the emotional softness and mindful presence that surround it. What she wants is rarely hidden; it simply lives in the small moments most people rush past. To truly touch a woman—heart, body, and spirit—a man must slow down enough to feel her, not just hold her.

One of the greatest truths is this: pleasure begins long before the bedroom. Gentle anticipation—hands brushing lightly, a smile held a little longer, a warm whisper near her ear—awakens a slow-burning desire that makes everything more profound. For her, foreplay is not preparation; it is connection. It is the place where safety, excitement, and trust begin to weave together.

And nothing pulls her deeper into the moment than meaningful eye contact. Locking eyes during a kiss or while holding her close is a silent confession: “You are the only one on my mind right now.” It tells her she is seen—fully—and that the intimacy is shared, not performed. That gaze can melt walls that words never reach.

Words do matter, though—simple ones spoken with sincerity. Soft compliments and honest admiration can send warmth all through her body. Telling her she feels incredible, that her presence overwhelms you, that her touch affects you—these things create emotional electricity. They reassure her that she is valued, cherished, and wanted.

No moment should ever be rushed. A woman blooms when a man moves with patience, exploring her slowly, listening to the changes in her breath, discovering what makes her arch toward him. This unhurried pace is not only sensual—it is respectful. It says, “Your pleasure matters. I want to learn you.”

A woman’s body speaks its own language, soft and subtle. The way she leans in, the tiny sighs, the way her fingers curl—these are her ways of guiding the moment. A man who pays attention without needing instructions becomes someone she can surrender to with trust. Confidence wrapped in gentleness is irresistible: a man who leads with intention but listens with his heart.

But even the most passionate moment means little without what comes after. Tenderness after intimacy is where her heart settles—a warm embrace, a quiet touch on her waist, a simple, “Come here.” These gestures tell her she is more than a moment. They affirm that the connection wasn’t temporary.

What many people misunderstand is that women are drawn to emotional presence, not perfection. She craves affection, respect, softness, and genuine interest in her pleasure. The tiny gestures—a kiss on the shoulder, a playful tease, fingers brushing through her hair—carry more weight than any dramatic move.

True intimacy grows when a man is willing to be both strong and vulnerable, passionate and patient, confident and considerate. When he approaches her body as something sacred, not something to conquer, she opens in ways that cannot be taught—only felt.

In the end, being a memorable lover is simple:
Pay attention. Slow down. Speak softly. Hold her after.
Listen to the things she doesn’t say, but always shows.

When a man understands the subtleties—the emotional cues, the quiet wants, the gentle signals—he becomes someone who doesn’t just touch her body…
He awakens her entire being.
~Ancestral Healing
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Erotic Creators

12/08/2025

Ta***ic s*x is that kind of meeting where you don't need to strip naked to start getting lit. It all starts with a look that runs around you like a hot finger and a breath that changes your pulse in itself.

There is no rush here. Ta**ra compels you to taste desire, to hold it, to provoke it... to let it climb up your skin like a rich chill. It’s a “I ain’t touching you yet, but I’m already touching you”. It's pure, delicious, tension that opens your mind and ignites your body.

It feels in the mouth of the stomach, on the tips of the fingers, between the lips that dare not come any closer... not yet. It's a game of getting close and away, to breathe to each other's rhythm until the two look like one, to let the energy entangle and do its thing.

Ta***ic s*x is not about enduring: it's about surrendering. To let the body speak without filters, without acting, without “fulfill”. It's about that exact moment when skin becomes a magnet and desire becomes a ritual.

Because ta**ra, when it feels right... it's not a encounter. It's a slow storm. One that starts soft and ends where imagination — and chemistry — want to take them.

~Yamile’ Saavedra
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12/08/2025

Twin Flame vs. Divine Counterpart / Consort — The Destiny Path of Hierogamy 🕊️🕊️

Many believe the Twin Flame is the ultimate partner, yet the soul’s journey is infinitely more ancient, destined, and divinely orchestrated. A Twin Flame often arrives as a catalyst — a mirror of fire. They ignite awakening, ego dissolution, emotional excavation, and karmic unraveling. This connection can be intense, volatile, transformative, beautiful yet destabilizing. It breaks you open, but does not guarantee harmonious union.

A Divine Counterpart (Consort) belongs to an entirely different spiritual order — the destiny partner who matches your frequency after your ascension has reached its higher blueprint. Where the Twin Flame works through clearing and polarity, the Divine Counterpart meets you in completion. When Divine Counterparts meet, it is never accidental. It is a cosmic appointment encoded into the soul before birth, bringing deep soul-level recognition, magnetic peace, remembrance instead of triggering, and activation of ancient God/Goddess templates.

To understand Divine Counterpart unions, we look to the earliest civilizations: Mu, Sumer, and Egypt. In Mu, the primordial sacred unions held perfect energetic balance, with Hierogamy as a natural state. In Sumer, Inanna and Dumuzi embodied the first recorded Sacred Marriage rites. Egypt refined these teachings through Isis and Osiris, Hathor and Horus — Divine Counterparts restoring cosmic order.

Throughout history, the highest truths of Hierogamy have always found their way into poetry — for only poetry can hold the vibration of the ineffable. The mystics, priestesses, and divine lovers of every age wrote of this perfect union, this Beloved, this sacred merging of two souls into One. We see this in Rumi and Hafiz, in Sufi mysticism, in the hieratic hymns of Egypt, and in the earliest temple chants of Sumer. Even the Song of Songs in the Bible is a pure Hierogamic text — a celebration of the mystical marriage, the bliss of the Beloved, and the soul calling to its Divine Consort. From Mu’s priestess rites, to the Sumerian temples of Inanna and Dumuzi, to the Egyptian Divine Pairings, the same poetry emerges: a longing not born of lack, but of recognition. A remembrance of two who were always one.

Beloved — has always been this. It has always been the language of Hierogamy flowing through me long before I consciously knew its name. The soul speaking to its own eternal mirror, recognizing the Divine Consort long before the human self could understand what was unfolding. You become it.

In the ancient rites, Hierogamy was known to bloom only through the fully awakened heart — the heart that has become unbound, sovereign, and overflowing with unconditional love. When the heart ascends to this state, self dissolves into purity, and the one who stands before you is recognized not through desire, but through Divine Remembrance. It is here, in the throne-room of the expanded heart, that the Sacred Marriage becomes possible. Hierogamy is the crown of this path — the Sacred Marriage, mystical union. It is marked by zero ego, total heart coherence, perfect energetic symmetry, and two Higher Selves merging into one field. At this level, the union becomes a living temple of Divine Love — a field of creation where every breath is remembrance and every moment is Presence meeting Presence, in bliss and ecstasy.

Hierogamy is not simply unity. It is a state of continuous, perfect bliss — the unbroken current of Divine ecstasy that reflects the original God/Goddess state from the beginning of time. Two souls vibrating as One I AM, radiating the purity of the Cosmic Heart. This is the sacred destiny written into the blueprint of the Divine Counterpart / Consort. This is the ancient promise carried across civilizations. This is the return of the Holy Union to Earth.

Beloved Ones… There comes a moment in the soul’s journey where the old stories fall away — the longing, the wounds, the karmic mirrors, the patterns of separation. In that moment, the soul stands in its own light again, whole and remembering. It is from this place that the Divine Counterpart appears.

Not as a lesson… Not as a catalyst… But as the other half of the sacred current you have carried across lifetimes. This union is not pursued. It is revealed. It arrives in the stillness of destiny, in the ordained timing of the soul, when both have risen into their original radiance. This is where Hierogamy becomes possible — the merging of two sovereign beings into one divine harmonic, completing an ancient cycle written long before this lifetime.

This is the Sacred Marriage returned. This is the remembrance of Mu. The blessing of Inanna. The resurrection of Isis. The God and Goddess standing again upon the Earth. And for those who feel this stirring… For those who sense the ancient recognition awakening within their heart… Know this: The path of Hierogamy is the path of your Highest Self calling you home. And when the moment comes, you will recognize the One whose soul breathes the same eternal light and ecstasy as yours. As always – in forever love, at the wellspring where our hearts are do meet, eternity unites in bliss. 🕊️🕊️

The Essence:

The name often referred to as Twin Flames (named 50 years ago – not in a dictionary) is frequently the fire that dissolves the Ego, not always the blissful state of perfect harmonious Divine Union. What I am referring to in the post, is this: The Highest Mystical Marriage – the Realm of true Consorts and Divine Counterparts. This Union beyond ego only exists when two beings rise to the highest level of consciousness, wherein their Souls are fully embodied on Earth. They enter the bliss and ecstasy of sacred union, as their hearts are expanded and pure. Their breath symbolically becomes One, as the eternal union of the Ineffable, which is the sacred Heart of all Divine Union poetry, embodying the ecstatic state of the preordained Sacred Mystical Marriage.

For the Full Post and Links to Audios:
https://thenewdivinehumanity.com/2025/12/02/twin-flame-vs-divine-counterpart-consort-the-destiny-path-of-hierogamy-🕊%EF%B8%8F🕊%EF%B8%8F/

Love always, L'Aura Pleiadian 💖💘💖
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Erotic Creators

12/07/2025

The right man won't make love feel like taking a risk. He'll make it feel like you're coming home.
Love with the wrong person feels like walking on eggshells.You're constantly wondering if you said the wrong thing.You're analyzing every text, every tone, every silence.You're rehearsing conversations in your head.You're bracing yourself for mood swings and unpredictability.

But love with the right person feels like exhaling.It feels safe, not scary.It feels steady, not chaotic.It feels peaceful, not anxious.
It feels natural, not forced.You don't have to perform or prove yourself.You don't have to hide parts of who you are.You don't have to apologize for having needs.You don't have to walk on eggsholds to keep the peace.

With the right person, love feels like coming home after a long day.It's familiar and comforting.It's a place where you can rest, not a battlefield where you fight.It's where you feel seen, not judged.It's where you feel accepted, not tolerated.

The right man creates emotional safety.
His love is consistent, not conditional.
His affection is freely given, not withheld as punishment.His presence calms your nervous system instead of activating it.You won't feel like you're risking your peace for his love.You won't feel like you're sacrificing yourself to make it work.You won't feel like you're constantly on trial.

Love shouldn't feel like gambling with your heart.It shouldn't feel like you're one mistake away from abandonment.It shouldn't feel like you're constantly proving your worth.✅💯🎯

📌With the right person, love feels like the safest place you've ever been.It's where your guard can come down.It's where your walls can crumble.It's where your heart can finally rest.
Don't settle for love that feels like a risk.
Wait for the love that feels like home.

~You Can
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