Tablet of the wondrous Maiden

The hallowed Beauty shone resplendent from behind the veil. How wondrous a thing, how wondrous indeed! And, lo, the flame of rapture caused all souls to swoon away. How wondrous is this, how wondrous indeed! Rising up, they soared unto the blest pavilion ’neath the throne of heaven’s canopy. How wondrous a mystery, how wondrous indeed! Say: The Maiden of Eternity unveiled Her face—may her wondrous beauty be exalted indeed! — Shedding forth from earth to heaven its resplendent rays. How wondrous a light, how wondrous indeed! A lightning glance She cast, as piercing as a shooting star—how wondrous Her glance, how wondrous indeed!— A glance consuming every name and every title in its flames. How wondrous a feat, how wondrous indeed! To the dwellers of the realm of dust She turned Her gaze. How wondrous Her gaze, how wondrous indeed! And then did all creation shake and pass away. How astounding a death, how astounding indeed! She then let fall a raven lock, an ornament of spirit in the darkest night—how wondrous a hue, how wondrous indeed!— From which the fragrant breezes of the spirit were perceived. How wondrous a scent, how wondrous indeed! In Her right hand She bore the ruby wine and in Her left a portion of the finest fare. How wondrous a grace, how wondrous indeed! With hands encrimsoned with Her ardent lovers’ blood—how wondrous is this, how wondrous indeed!— In cups and chalices She passed round the wine of life. How wondrous a draught, how wondrous indeed! With harp and lute She sang in praise of Her Beloved. How wondrous a song, how wondrous indeed! Whereat the hearts were melted in consuming flames. How wondrous a love, how wondrous indeed! Of Her sustaining beauty She bestowed a boundless share—how wondrous a share, how wondrous indeed!— Then brought Her sword of charm upon Her lovers’ necks. How wondrous a blow, how wondrous indeed! Her pearl-like teeth did flash, no sooner had She smiled. How wondrous a pearl, how wondrous indeed! Whereat the hearts of them that know cried out and wept. How wondrous a piety, how wondrous indeed! But they that doubt and boast of self denied Her truth. How astounding a denial, how astounding indeed! And, hearing this, in sorrow, She repaired to Her abode. How astounding Her grief, how astounding indeed! She returned from whence She came: How lofty were the steps She traced! How astounding a decree, how astounding indeed! She cried a cry of anguish, as to reduce all things to naught. How astounding Her woe, how astounding indeed! And from Her lips there streamed these words of warning and rebuke—how astounding a stream, how astounding indeed!— “Why do ye gainsay Me, O people of the Book?” How astounding is this, how astounding indeed! “Claim ye to be the guided and the loved ones of the Lord?” By God! How astounding a lie, how astounding indeed! “O my friends,” She said, “We shall not come again,”—how wondrous a return, how wondrous indeed!— “But will conceal God’s secrets in His Scriptures and His Books,” as bidden by One mighty and bounteous indeed! “Nor shall ye find Me till the Promised One appear on Judgement Day.” By My life! How astounding an abasement, how astounding indeed!

Vi er skapt, men ennå ikke født

Vi må lide på jorda selv om vi er skapt i Guds bilde
fordi vi er ikke født ennå.

Vi må utvikle oss i denne trange livmorverden
før vi fødes inn i den verden vi er ment å leve i.

Mange føler de ikke hører til på jorden, fordi det er sant.
Her er det ikke plass til hele vårt vesen.

Fødselskanalen er den lystunnelen
noen ser når deres kropp slutter å virke.

Kroppen etterlates som puppehuden til sommerfuglen
når sjelen fødes inn i evigheten.

What women long for in bed.

This is answers I found in a facebookgroup:

Foreplay! Lots and lots of foreplay! Like 45 min of forplay (I like the really long satisfying sex). Explore every inch of her body. tease and tantalize her till she can't think straight and is begging for you and then keep going! Explore how erotic it can be by just breathing a certain way into her ear, how arousing it is to touch places that are nowhere near hey breasts and groin, play with feather light to very firm touch, hot and cold. When you go down on her let it last longer than a meager 3 min (I know your tongue gets tired but how do you think our jaw feels when we go down on you? But we stick it out. Usually) worship her body in such a way that she FEELS like you are worshipping every inch of her. Know when to go hard and fast and know when to go agonizingly slow. If you do it right she will be putty in your hands. Legit one time my man got me going so good with foreplay, getting me so wound up without release, that I came after one thrust! And it was so explosive and amazing you can't begin to imagine. And after we were done (a long while after that first orgasm) I was so satisfied I could barely move. Really guys just take the time. Don't worry about orgasms just focus on her responses and how things make her feel. And don't be afraid to experiment! A blindfold will greatly increase sensations from touch and anticipation. An icecube in your mouth before licking her anywhere will give a wonderful cold-to-hot sensation! Just take the time, experiment, have fun watching her squirm, and just make her feel adored!

I enjoy being held, like REALLY held... to feel SAFE in his arms opens me up for everything.

The important thing for me is to feel safe and wanted. Be open to discover, explore, and discuss all the fantasies without judgement. Empower me to empower you.

Foreplay involves both my mind and body. Communication, vulnerability, trust, touch.

#1 is being recognized as a divine goddess... to feel worshipped, to have his full focus and communication. I love to feel a man turned on by me, and the reciprocation that happens when we are turned on by each other's turn on... mmmm
#2 is SLOW DOWN AND TOUCH EVERYWHERE... far too often it's jump straight to the most sacred spot and ignore the magic of touch all over the body. Use your breath, your fingertips, your nails, the palms of your hands. Rub your erection against me without penetrating. Wait for me to beg you to enter. The payoff is well worth it
#3 is, don't run away after you've cum! Those intimate moments after lovemaking and orgasm are so fruitful and delicious. Stay in that creative, comforting, juicy space for a bit of extra time. Soak up that juiciness.

L👀k at ME, See ME, l👀k in my eyes as you please me, let me see you as I please you. Slow down and enjoy the process. Enter me slowly-know that I am taking you in to my Divine Feminine.

 To be wanted. To be adored and to know/feel that my pleasure is important as his own. To be reciprocated if he wants something. To be kissed, endlessly. To be so lost in the sensations that I can’t help but to not hold back. To be desired and appreciated and touched and kissed everywhere just like I want to touch and kiss everywhere. To connect.

Men's arousal starts in his cock and spreads outwards, women are the complete opposite. These are my desires: start with caressing, touching, exploring the extremeties, our breasts, our torsos, our legs, our bums... Lots of kissing too. Slow down and try to realize this is sex for us, not just penetration. Penetration for me only feels right if my entire body and heart are open and feel safe to surrender to my man. My very favorite treat is a sensual oil massage...*omg* Something I've noticed if I ask for some of these things from a partner is that it will feel like he's performing a chore. This completely shuts me off and sometimes it can feel like my heart is literally breaking. This is why I think it's so important that men try to enjoy and get pleasure from satisfying your woman. And because I care so much about my man's pleasure I will also say, we have so much pleasure to give as well. I love to worship my man's body but it can feel all wrong when I'm not feeling loved and worshiped in return.

A minute feels like a whole day in that slow slow foreverness of touching sooooo gently like fingertips on the caress...the almost not touching just barely barely.

To be teased, explored, touched, kissed all over, and seen before being entered.

A real and deep connection. Slow movements, intimacy, breathing together. I want to move, I don't want to be blocked by his body on me, I have to dance, to follow my own rithm. And sometimes I want to be held in his arms, feel surrounded by his presence. Also, I want to be fucked by his eyes even before I undress my body.