Join The Interest ListApplications Open: TBA
{Black, Indigenous, and Women/Femmes/Non-Binary Kin of Color}
And… who might we remember and become if we allowed ourselves to drink down the water in which they tried to drown our magic and our names?
Because there has long been a disturbance in the force.
One that we have either not looked at for fear of how we might {not} find ourselves…
Or because we believed ourselves to be unable to handle the rooting out of the unwelcome trespassers taking up residence in our bodies.
Because if we failed at that… Then what hope would be left to us?
Our bodies are the ships, you see.
The vessels carrying the memories and hypervigilance of our ancestors who were carried from… or stolen from right within… their homes and lands.
But what if the disturbance was the portal?
A between space of wayward fecundities and energetic ecstasy simply waiting to be reborn?
Who might we choose to walk as…
If we no longer walked as a ship whose spine had already been bowed and defined by the cruel hands of a settler nation and white gaze?
Simply because this is how we arrived, does not mean this is where we must stay.
The Refugee Soul:Ship is an idea that first began whispering through me a year or two ago.
I did not yet know how to hold it…
Or, truly, I did not know if maybe I should hold it.
Not then. Not yet. Not me.
Except… all along… I also knew that I could.
And, even more aptly, I knew that I WOULD.
There was never a moment, since the idea first germinated its wild self within me, where I doubted that it would BECOME through me.
And the why.
Why is this coming now?
Why couldn’t it wait?
Shouldn’t I wait?
And so I hesitated. I hemmed and hawed.
So I said yes.
And maybe, just maybe, this is where you say yes as well.
The thing you’ve been wanting most, seeming forever and a day?
It’s already dropped in… in the quantum, in the infinite field of all that is.
And you KNOW this {man}.
It’s like there’s a drag or delay in the force.
You know who you are {even though you keep forgetting}.
You know what this whole thing IS for you {even though you keep acting like you have no God/home training}.
You also know it gets to be absolute ease and turn on and flow {even though you keep placing your gorgeous ass back in the hustle/struggle game}.
Even if only for a tiny, infinitesimal aspect of your day… it's there.
I am simply here to remind you of who the fuck you are.
And this?
This is your untaming.
This is an extubation from the Muggle Dick Matrix.
Ah…
And this is an initiation into and as Erotic Abolitionism™ {my body of medicine/work}.
A provocation and calling below the surface of who they told you you could be…
And into the underworld of a wholly sovereign and infinitely expressed… You.
There will be no “founding fathers” here.
Because fuck that noise.
This is a {re}wilding within the haunting departure of the shores they told us were a conditional home.
And this is the breathing in {and as} of a postcolonized God-scape.
We must be willing to give up the scraps we were tossed if we desire our abundance.
We must be willing to accept ourselves, in the rolling fires that live between our identities and habitats of who we might have been.
And I will see you here. I will feel and remember and exalt you here.
In this place, aboard this Soul:Ship, you will be known.
For the Melanated Kin who are only and ever available for the liberation of the collective and individual body.
The revolutionary ones who dance and pray at the quagmiric fault lines between the sacred and the damned.
The multidimensional messengers who howl their remembrance to the moon and drip their nectar onto the pages of the world.
The beings for whom anything {ANYTHING} less than the totality of their fucking souls is not only dissonant to the very fabric of their makeup… it is INCONCEIVABLE {and yes, that does mean what we think it means ♛}.
You have not. You cannot.
But yet and still… you don’t seem to know precisely where you are.
You can’t seem to find yourself no matter how hard you’ve dug and excavated and tried to breathe yourself back into form.
You can’t seem to hold onto yourself, even when you reach enough OF yourself to grasp and gather UNTO yourself.
We chart new territories across our own skin.
We carve new pathways for the nectar to run.
When the old form is done, we allow it to dissolve… so that we might expand and amalgamate into our new, ancient embodiment of what it was always and ever going to be about for us.
We do not wait for the embers to find us. No.
We set the blaze and allow what needs to die to soul to finally and forever die to fucking soul.
And we find ourselves there.
In the soot and smoldering remembrance.
We dissolve.
And we are found.
You were never meant to be anything less than the primordial expression of God…
You never wanted to believe the white supremacy lies about the possibilities of the melanated you…
You never decided to START drinking the colonized kool aid…
But here you are.
Here WE are.
At the crossroads of an ocean and the bones.
Because look what was done to us.
Look what they tried to make of us.
Why would we want to involve ourselves even more into the fuckery of an oppressed sentience?
If you keep fighting the waves, you have already and most certainly drowned.
So what if instead, we sex magic the shackles and dance our bloodied feet upon the soil?
What if we decide, right here and now, to reclaim our everything?
This will not be for you if you are committed to maintaining and upholding your own oppression.
Or if you truly believe that magic and abundance and ease are not yours for the having.
This will not be for you if you have done no liberation work at all.
Or if you are in a phase of projecting your trauma and internalized biases onto others.
Ah and also…
If you want to play at the Wilds… play at the depths… play at unleashing and evoking the unmitigated fullness of you…
And never actually BE the entire damn thing…
This will not be for you.
The North Port will be a bit larger, with more Kin bodies undulating through and as the madness.
The South Port will be a bit smaller, with bespoke private mentoring and mayhem along your journey {there are only 5 spots available in this port}.
Both ports will provide a potent AF experience, it just depends on which medicine your soul is offering you in this moment… along with how you desire to stretch and dissolve and play in the next evolution of that which you know you are.
{If you desire ongoing + daily 1:1 guidance with me throughout our eight weeks, please apply for The South Port.}
➳ 1 x Opening Ceremony
➳ 8 x Below Deck Practices
➳ 8 x Above Deck Sessions
➳ 8 x Voxer Pussystorms
➳ 16 x Ancient Activations
➳ 1 x Closing Ceremony
➳ Bonus: The Energy of Eros & Creator Consciousness {A Climax & Create Wild Nectar™ Ceremony}
➳ Private community space inside my Nīk Nation app
➳ 1 x Opening Ceremony
➳ 8 x Below Deck Practices
➳ 8 x Above Deck Sessions
➳ 8 x Voxer Pussystorms
➳ 16 x Ancient Activations
➳ 1 x Closing Ceremony
➳ Bonus: The Energy of Eros & Creator Consciousness {A Climax & Create Wild Nectar™ Ceremony}
➳ Private community space inside my Nīk Nation app
➳ 8 x weeks of daily {M-F} 1:1 private Voxer mentoring {this is my absolute FAVORITE method for ongoing 1:1 guidance and I can’t wait to drop into the full-on fucking depths with you in this way!!}
➳ 1 x Distillation & Alchemy {DNA} Lab {small and intimate day where you each bring your creative projects and we workshop them live together, date and time TBD based on who gathers in this Port}
➳ Bonus: 1 x Program Series of your choice {with lifetime access and updates}
🌊 The Crisis & The Chains: And When All Is Lost?… (Ancient Activation)
🌊 The Undercurrents & The Deck: Hope As Catastrophe (Live Practice + Session)
🌊 Voxer Pussystorm
🌊 The Abolition & The Wilds: A Recalibratory Transmutation Of Hope (Ancient Activation)
🌊 The Crisis & The Chains: The Darker The Berry (Ancient Activation)
🌊 The Undercurrents & The Deck: A Betrayal Of Blackness (Live Practice + Session)
🌊 Voxer Pussystorm
🌊 The Abolition & The Wilds: “White” Lies From The Mouth Of Hell (Ancient Activation)
🌊 The Crisis & The Chains: Spilling Royal Blood (Ancient Activation)
🌊 The Undercurrents & The Deck: Whips & Anchors (Live Practice + Session)
🌊 Voxer Pussystorm
🌊 The Abolition & The Wilds: Rivulets Of Madness & Soul (Ancient Activation)
🌊 The Crisis & The Chains: Breaking The Uprising (Ancient Activation)
🌊 The Undercurrents & The Deck: Fractures In The Rumbles (Live Practice + Session)
🌊 Voxer Pussystorm
🌊 The Abolition & The Wilds: Rumble, Young Royal, Rumble (Ancient Activation)
🌊 The Crisis & The Chains: Submerging Into The Forgotten Sands (Ancient Activation)
🌊 The Undercurrents & The Deck: Decolonizing Beneath The Waves (Live Practice + Session)
🌊 Voxer Pussystorm
🌊 The Abolition & The Wilds: Breaking Bones & Freeing The Sinew (Ancient Activation)
🌊 The Crisis & The Chains: Blood Diamonds Of The Spirit (Ancient Activation)
🌊 The Undercurrents & The Deck: An Ecology Of Subterrestrial Royalty (Live Practice + Session)
🌊 Voxer Pussystorm
🌊 The Abolition & The Wilds: Uncovering Buried Crowns (Ancient Activation)
🌊 The Crisis & The Chains: Gasping Above The Waves (Ancient Activation)
🌊 The Undercurrents & The Deck: Evoking Wild Trouble (Live Practice + Session)
🌊 Voxer Pussystorm
🌊 The Abolition & The Wilds: Burning Flags & Righting The Ship (Ancient Activation)
🌊 The Crisis & The Chains: Grieving The Wisdom Of A Dried Out Oracle (Ancient Activation)
🌊 The Undercurrents & The Deck: Walking As Primordial Fecundity (Live Practice + Session)
🌊 Voxer Pussystorm
🌊 The Abolition & The Wilds: Pussy Drippin’ Across The Water & The Land (Ancient Activation)
You will also receive an email every Monday and Saturday, with links, reminders, and invitations to deepen your journeying.
𓄇 The Bones Of Erotic Abolitionism™
𓄇 {Re}Wilding As Medicine™
𓄇 Disremembering & Remembering
𓄇 Eropoetic Fecundity
𓄇 Disarticulating & Trans-Articulating The Madness
𓄇 Mystery & Erotica
𓄇 Melanated In{Queer}ies
𓄇 Liberatory Praxis & Practice
𓄇 Cross Pollination Of The “Good Girl”
𓄇 Quantum Coherence
𓄇 Destabilizing & Decolonizing Manifestation
𓄇 Convergence Beneath The Fault Lines
𓄇 Identity, Psyche, Soul
𓄇 Quagmiric & Kairotic Altars
𓄇 Regenerative Merging
𓄇 The Magical Pathways Of Aether & Anal
𓄇 Response{Ability} & Ecologies Of Thriving
𓄇 Complicitness In The Chasm
▽ Eight weeks of curated excavation into the deep
▽ A village of dope AF Melanated Kin who are each on their path of devotional ecstasy, surrender, and expansion as Soul
▽ Decolonized somatics and manifestation energetics of your body, breath, magic, art, business, identity, and consciousness
▽ Saying what the fuck you KNOW needs to be said
▽ The self trust to wholly and unapologetically remember + undefine the fuck out of yourself
▽ Energetically backing yourself and your next level vision and desires
▽ The limitless capacity to go and stay all in on all of you
▽ Recalibrating your daily life, business, and relationships into full attunement with God, art, pussy/oracle, and soul
▽ Allowing yourself to be utterly, completely, and exquisitely KNOWN
▽ Deep AF healing and transmutation of your relationship with your power, wealth, creativity, sex, and impact
As such, we may walk exactly as this… or with a slightly off-path directionality, if called by the magic and the mystery.
Applications will open some time in October 2022.
Our live sessions and Voxer Pussystorms begin the week of November 2022.
You will maintain lifetime access to all magic from our time together {or at least as long as the interwebs are up and running}.
With an option to upgrade and join us live in any future boardings of the Soul:Ship.
{You will receive the recordings of future sessions, whether or not you join us again live.}
Our live sessions last three hours {with a few Interwilding Breaks each session} and are held on Tuesdays from 1pm-4pm PT.
30 min- Below Deck Practice {a Wild Nectar™ Drip practice}
10 min- Interwilding Break {you are invited to clean up, change, resituate, etc as you desire}
45 min- Above Deck Session {our weekly Teaching & Transmission session}
15 min- Q&A {via the chat}
5 min- Interwilding Break
30 min- Breathe. Move. Create.™ Writing Session {guided session with Eros & Excavation Writing Prompts}
5 min- Interwilding Break
30-60 min- Open Q&A {unmute, ask all the things}
Our Voxer Pussystorms {which are asynchronous and do not require video} last 90 minutes and are held on Thursdays from 1pm-2:30pm PT:
Each Thursday, I will open our Voxer space with a voice note invitation and from there, the floor is yours to ask me all the things about all the things.
This is not a certification program, nor may you begin teaching Erotic Abolitionism™ after our journeying together. This is not that type of party.
What this is, is an evocation of the sacred fecundity and howling of soul. A portal FOR you, rather than another notch on our “accumulation” belt.
This is where you get tended.
And this is where you fill yourself up first.
I’ve spent the last two + decades using sports psychology, movement, breathwork, sexual energy medicine, storytelling, and creative expression to guide powerhouse athletes, artists, entrepreneurs, and executives into the reclamation of the Sovereign Wilds within their own bodies.
My work evokes and provokes the somatic decolonization of systemic racialized and sexualized trauma in the bodies of Melanated Kin/BIWOC creators {and white co-conspirators of the antiracism revolution at hand}.
And one thing I know today is this: We alone hold the keys to our freedom… and when we shake off the shackles around the immutable mystery we hold inside, we unlock our creativity and unleash our capacity for impact in the world.
I lead {re}wilding quests, ceremonies, and intensives {both online and in other potent “between spaces”} for Creators, Messengers, and Wisdom Keepers who have received the Call to further initiate their own innate power and expression.
You can find me living and creating at the crossroads of Erotic Abolitionism™ {my medicine and body of work}, archetypal storytelling, sensual body movement, liberatory praxis and practice, systemic racialized and sexualized trauma healing, multidimensional creation, decolonized energetics, and elemental remembrance.
I am a student of perennial creativity, indigenous wisdom, and the primal untaming of our own lives… and I am obsessed with how we can interweave our belonging, sexual energy, and art to activate the liberation and change we are here to midwife into the world.
The sliding scale is intended to offer invitation to all who are called here, while taking into account the disparaging range of opportunities and resources historically available within the global context of wealth distribution {and stolen bodies and land}.
The scale also allows those with more access to resources to help cover the access of those who do not. This is entirely up to your soul’s truth and the investment you choose will in no way determine whether or not you receive an invitation to join us.
If you currently have access to more resources and wealth, please choose the Collective Tier in your chosen Port.
If you currently have access to moderate resources and wealth, please choose the Soul Tier in your chosen Port.
If you currently have access to lower resources and wealth, please choose the Self Tier in your chosen Port.
➳ 1 x Opening Ceremony
➳ 8 x Below Deck Practices
➳ 8 x Above Deck Sessions
➳ 8 x Voxer Pussystorms
➳ 16 x Ancient Activations
➳ 1 x Closing Ceremony
➳ Bonus: The Energy of Eros & Creator Consciousness {A Climax & Create Wild Nectar™ Ceremony}
➳ Private community space inside my Nīk Nation app
➳ 1 x Opening Ceremony
➳ 8 x Below Deck Practices
➳ 8 x Above Deck Sessions
➳ 8 x Voxer Pussystorms
➳ 16 x Ancient Activations
➳ 1 x Closing Ceremony
➳ Bonus: The Energy of Eros & Creator Consciousness {A Climax & Create Wild Nectar™ Ceremony}
➳ Private community space inside my Nīk Nation app
➳ 8 x weeks of daily {M-F} 1:1 private Voxer mentoring {this is my absolute FAVORITE method for ongoing 1:1 guidance and I can’t wait to drop into the full-on fucking depths with you in this way!!}
➳ 1 x Distillation & Alchemy {DNA} Lab {small and intimate day where you each bring your creative projects and we workshop them live together, date and time TBD based on who gathers in this Port}
➳ Bonus: 1 x Program Series of your choice {with lifetime access and updates}
You know I love me some digital courses and I have an entire library of them on offer.
This is simply not that.
This is an experiential {re}wilding within your identity, body, art, magic, joy, abundance, business, pleasure, rest, psyche, and soul.
This is an upheaval and an expansion of everything you touch and everything you are.
With whichever option you choose, I encourage you to release any shame, judgment, or guilt that might present itself and to simply lean into your deciding as the medicine that it gets to be for you.
One of the things I have found with online programs is that unless there’s a calendar invite, it can become that much more challenging to find the information and attend the live sessions.
So, we have a private events calendar where you will be able to see everything that’s on the horizon in one place, and also add each call directly to your own calendar {with links to each live session and Voxer Pussystorm}.
Our Tuesday live sessions will take place over Zoom. This is a meeting style gathering where everyone will be on camera to allow us to fully drop in with one another {you can of course turn yours off as needed}.
You can choose to share via your mic {when prompted} or via the chat {throughout the sessions}.
There will be no “breakout rooms” or “icebreaker challenges”. We will gather, not break apart. You will be invited to speak as desired, not made to feel as if your voice is forced into a predetermined format or box in order to “get to know each other”.
While belonging is a foundational piece of this offering, that energetic intention has already been set. So, no extroverted/corporate style shenanigans required.
Extroverts are of course welcome here. 🤣 Just know this space is held by a creative + neurodiverse introverted Being {aka: moi} and, as such, we will be cultivating a portal that feels potent and deep and erotic and true.
…Even for brains that dance the dance of brotherly love {I see you, Adamses} at all times of the day and night. 🕺🏽
You will also find no strobing/flashing lights here, nor will you be hustled from room to room throughout each session. Rather, this is where we gather… and {un}become.
Our Thursday Pussystorms will take place within our private Voxer group. Voxer is an app that allows for asynchronous voice messaging, which fully turns on my Refugee Soul and I hope does for you as well!
A direct link to our Voxer group will also be included on our events calendar.
The recordings will be uploaded into our private membership site, generally within 48 hours. Recordings will have both automated transcription and search built into the video player, so you will be able to more easily return to a specific idea or bit of magic as desired.
{Transcriptions are automated via our video host and will not not be edited for accuracy.}
We will also add in chapters to the videos where it makes sense, to offer another way to navigate the recordings in case it feels more resonant for you.
This experience is deeply curated for your rest and flow.
A place where you can fully drop in, turn on, and let go…
While also embodying and evoking the fuck out of EXACTLY who you know you are.
In everything you touch.
In everything you say it all gets to now be for you.
So come on in. The water’s fiiiiiiiine. {Like Idris Elba fine.}
Throughout our eight weeks together, we will also gather together inside The Village, a private community space within my Nīk Nation app for us to connect, unwind, and turn the fuck out. {Yes, we relax and hype each other up, all in one place. 🪩}
This is also where to BE in order to receive daily mentoring from me inside our community space.
{Daily for all access, including 1:1, means Monday-Friday.}
You will also find specific spaces to share magic you are creating, as well as magic that is inspiring you that you’d like to share with the rest of the souls in our collective.
Our community is hosted on a platform called Circle, which allows for a super clean, aesthetic experience {sans all the noise and random shit from FB, etc}. Circle is a social platform where you are able to share multimedia content, as well as foster deep connection and community.
Your community participation is of course optional, but I do hope you join us there most days during our time together.
{Black, Indigenous, and Women/Femmes/Non-Binary Kin of Color}
Pussy/Oracle is one of the primary portals through which we will be excavating and embodying consciousness. This is our tuning fork and our salve.
So if you are not living into the energy and power of pussy, this will likely not be something you enjoy.
We are excavating through liberatory practice here, opening ourselves into the next evolution of our souls that has already come THROUGH…
And we are now simply allowing and choosing it in physical form.
Of who we are.
Of who we were.
Of who we know we are now being called into remembering.
Pussy/Oracle guides. And receives.
They draw lines in the sand about who and what may enter us.
And this? This is where we fucking listen.
While our journey takes place online {from wherever you are in this world}, the way we will be gathering is like nothing I have offered before…
And probably unlike anything else I will offer again, outside of the Soul:Ship.
So, if you want to get lost in the crowd, this is not that.
But if you are ready to be seen, met, and found…
And to remember the unmitigated glory to be had while you are lost…
This just might be your homecoming.
Just know that it might not be the home you are used to.
You know if this is your moment.
You also already have everything you need inside of yourself.
I am simply here to help you go rawer, wilder, and deeper.
Maybe faster. Maybe slower. That part depends on how you’ve been driving or denying yourself.
But, regardless, you get to have this FOR yourself.
You get to be so fucking supported, so fucking attuned and turned on, that your ancestors nod their heads and just smile.
Chuckling to themselves that yes, YES, you’ve understood the {un}assignment.
You do not have to walk alone anymore.
We are here.
And we can’t wait to excavate life and death and grief and pleasure and joy and ease and thriving with you.
So if this is your moment, I invite you to drop in, breathe, and…
Say yes.
This isn't the end
Isn't over because you killed me
What you kill
What you kill is a shell
But an idea
An idea doesn't die
Every word I've said will be remembered
No, I don't think I failed
Nothing happens before its time
In the words of Victor Hugo
Nothing can stop an idea whose time has come
If you don't believe anything I've said
Wait until tomorrow
Yeah wait until tomorrow
"Do not pray exclusively to the ancestors of the land; make room also for the spirits of the fault line, the new gods that scream through cracks with the first musical notes of worlds to come."
-Dr. Bayo Akomolafe
Because there has long been a disturbance in the force.
One that we have either not looked at for fear of how we might {not} find ourselves…
Or because we believed ourselves to be unable to handle the rooting out of the unwelcome trespassers taking up residence in our bodies.
Because if we failed at that… Then what hope would be left to us?
The vessels carrying the memories and hypervigilance of our ancestors who were carried from… or stolen from right within… their homes and lands.
But what if the disturbance was the portal?
A between space of wayward fecundities and energetic ecstasy simply waiting to be reborn?
Who might we choose to walk as…
If we no longer walked as a ship whose spine had already been bowed and defined by the cruel hands of a settler nation and white gaze?
Simply because this is how we arrived, does not mean this is where we must stay.
The Refugee Soul:Ship is an idea that first began whispering through me a year or two ago.
I did not yet know how to hold it…
Or, truly, I did not know if maybe I should hold it.
Not then. Not yet. Not me.
Except… all along… I also knew that I could.
And, even more aptly, I knew that I WOULD.
There was never a moment, since the idea first germinated its wild self within me, where I doubted that it would BECOME through me.
And the why.
Why is this coming now?
Why couldn’t it wait?
Shouldn’t I wait?
And so I hesitated. I hemmed and hawed.
So I said yes.
And maybe, just maybe, this is where you say yes as well.
More deets {and a full invitation page} to come.
But if you are curious, if you are already longing for yourself in ways you have never before truly believed were available for you…
I invite you to join the interest list now.
And you will be the first to know when applications open.
I have an inkling about how many places there will be onboard this first sailing, but I am not sure.
So the interest list is the best way to secure your spot.
{You are of course not obligated to enroll by joining the interest list.}
{Black, Indigenous, and Women/Femmes/Non-Binary Kin of Color}
This is a holyfied and {re}pussified ship.
Pussy/Oracle is one of our primary portals.
So if you are not living into the energy and power of pussy, this will likely not be something you enjoy.
Ah, and also…
There will be a North port and South port for you to choose from when you board.
The North will be larger, with more bodies undulating through and as the madness.
The South Port will be smaller, with private mentoring and mayhem along your journey.
However…
Nor is it a thing to invest in and then shelve for the next year.
This is an experiential {re}wilding within your identity, body, art, magic, business, pleasure, rest, psyche, and soul.
This is an upheaval and an expansion of everything you touch and everything you are.
{And why would you want to?}
While our journey takes place online {from wherever you are in this world}, the way we will be gathering is like nothing I have offered before…
And probably unlike anything else I will offer again, outside of the Soul:Ship.
So, if you want to get lost in the crowd, this is not that.
But if you are ready to be seen, met, and found…
And to remember the unmitigated glory to be had while you are lost…
This just might be your homecoming.
Just know that it might not be the home you are used to.
"This isn't the end
Isn't over because you killed me
What you kill
What you kill is a shell
But an idea
An idea doesn't die
Every word I've said will be remembered
No, I don't think I failed
Nothing happens before its time
In the words of Victor Hugo
Nothing can stop an idea whose time has come
If you don't believe anything I've said
Wait until tomorrow
Yeah wait until tomorrow"
As always…
Here’s to your untaming,
N
I offer deep, connected soul work. As such, I do not provide refunds in any of my programs or services. By enrolling, you understand there are no refunds on this offer and that you are responsible for your full purchase, including all payments.
This is a collective, an invitational portal into your own receptivity of mystery, spirit, and soul. Your energy will help to inform the energetics of the Soul:Ship’s magic.
If you have been invited, it is for a reason.
Please ask any questions you might have on your application form or contact us here prior to enrolling.
As this is a sacred place for the deepest unraveling of internalized + systemic trauma and oppression within the Melanated body, we desire to ensure that all who show up to the Soul:Ship are honored and held. If we feel someone is causing harm or disrupting the medicine of this offering, we reserve the right to remove them. Any removal will be given the deepest care and love and will not be entered into lightly. Removals do not qualify for refunds.
By enrolling in this program, I affirm that I have read and agree to the Nikka Karli | Karli LLC terms and conditions and to the following statement:
I authorize Nikka Karli | Karli LLC to charge me for the total order on the following checkout page. I further affirm that the name and personal information I provide on the form are true and correct. I further affirm that I have read, understand, and accept Nikka Karli | Karli LLC’s business terms as published on their website. By pressing the Submit Payment button on the checkout page, I agree to pay Nikka Karli | Karli LLC.
I further acknowledge that I understand all purchases made with Nikka Karli | Karli LLC are non refundable and that I agree to complete all financial installment payments to Nikka Karli | Karli LLC, should I choose the payment plan option.
This program is not medical, psychological, financial, legal, or religious advice {nor is it a substitute for such} and will not treat or diagnose any disease, illness, or ailment. If you should experience any such issues, you agree to seek the advice and examination of your registered physician or practitioner as determined by your own judgment. Nikka Karli | Karli LLC shall in no event be held liable to any party for any direct, indirect, punitive, special, incidental or other consequential damages arising directly or indirectly from any use of this material, which is provided “as is,” and without warranties.