Pre-S: Tomorrow we’re holding our first official VIP Day inside of Primal Provocateur™. This is gonna be fucking bananas. If you miss it live, you’ll be able to access the recording inside your client area… But you definitely wanna be there live. I’m sayin…

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Regenerating The Wilds Beneath

An Underworld Initiation Into The Primordial Resonance & Embodied Evocation Of Who. The. Fuck. You. Are.

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There's been a disturbance in the force.

And you feel it.

You’ve BEEN feeling it.

For quite some time.

In myriad ways.

The shit that you’re here to DO… the shit that you’re here to SAY… the YOU who you came here to BECOME…

It’s all been existing in a place betwixt and between.

A quagmiric crossroads inhabited both by the last version of you…

And the next evolution of soul that howls your name in the night, demanding and beseeching you to say yes.

And so, you’ve shown up to it.

And so, you’ve sex magicked and cum all over it.

And so, you’ve decided it.

But yet and still…

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Here the fuck you ARE.

At the waypoint.

Feeling as if you’ve gone into the depths…

And also…

Feeling as if there is so much deeper to go.

And what will become of you in the void?

What will become of you when you stop trying to control your descent…

And finally free fall into the magic and mayhem of it all?

Well, you become a regenerating force of the sacred.

A {re}wilding space.

In and of yourself.

You remember who the fuck you ARE…

And you begin to live accordingly.

You cannot get “there” doing shit they told you you had to do until you could one day be free.

You cannot get “there” being someone who everyone else understands.

You cannot get “there” period.

Because THERE is HERE, baby.

And here is NOW.

And now is YOU.

So if there is nowhere to GET, in order to BE…

Then the medicine would be right here and now with you, yes?

The medicine would be right here and now AS you, yes?

Yes.

And so…

Way down we go.

Into the reclamation and OWNERSHIP of what you already and always knew it was all going to be about, for you.

Down, down, down.

Into the shadowy crevices and oracular somatics of a Refugee Soul.

The one who is ready to See. Feel. Remember. Know.

The one who is… You.

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Our Portals Of Descent

1 // Body {earth, grounding, interoception, erotica}

2 // Breath {air, creativity, connection, heart}

3 // Blood {fire, passion, movement, flow}

4 // Bones {foundation, power, death, forgiveness}

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When We Gather

Saturday, May 21st

12-4pm PT

Bring the madness. Bring the magic. Bring the mystery.

And initiate into the Erotic Wilds of your God-born everything.

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If you want in on this fiyahhhhhhh VIP Day:

Stop, drop, and roll your gorgeous ass right here to read about mentoring with me and request your invitation.

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As always…

Here’s to your untaming,

N