Dinner, Dark Oddessey, a call for sacred Whoredom?

Tonight, over dinner (Sushi Takahasi in SE Portland), Furry’s family and I discussed plans for Orlando at the end of October, plans for weddings, plans for life as we toasted 3 years pass when his crystal began to flash. His brother’s fiancee really is a lovely lady. His brother, as always, rocks, showing up with a twisted ankle from their white water rafting trip. His mother travels as much as I do.

The fortune cookie read:
Your talents will be recognized and suitably rewarded

News I needed 🙂

I just sent off my bio for Dark Oddessey– it was fun creating one for a pagan/BDSM event:

Bridgett Harrington is a fetishist, erotic educator, Dominatrix, bondage model and artist, and tech geek- and in general is far too busy for her own good. Her two websites, RopeLover.com and BlackBookArt.com, are her most active projects, and being a pervert who has been part of the SM community for 9 years everywhere from Seattle to London, England, keeps her hands full as well. A predominantly private practitioner, Bridgett’s eclectic paganism is heavily rooted in her upbringing as the daughter of an Irish Catholic and a Goddess Worshiping Lutheran. She has been part of CUUPs (Covenant of Unitarian Universalist Pagans), GoddesSMack (a pagan dyke SM circle in Portland, OR), serves as a Domina/Priestess for Temple of Atonement (Atoning and Educating Burning Man and the World), and actively incorporates bondage and other forms of BDSM into her spiritual workings. Though happily polyamorous with numerous play and life partners, her new chapter as the collared slave and fiancée to her Owner, Adam Jarvey, has shown her that the divine truly does like to keep us on our toes.

I will be teaching “Rope Sex- Bondage For Lovemaking and More” and “Take My Breath Away- Breath and Air Flow Play”. Furry will be teaching “Sensual Massage” and “Fire Play”. Together we will be leading the Autumnal Equinox Ritual and I will also be doing a 1 hr demo/.performance of some sort, yet to be determined. Any requests?

It looks to be an amazing event. If all goes as tentatively planned, I’ll be leaving Dark Oddessy and traveling down to FetishCon in Tampa, but I need to confirm more work before I buy tickets.

Furry and I are trying to coordinate our handfasting for Mabon. It’s funny, that holiday never held anything important for me emoionally… now it may. I’m hoping Isadorra will be available as our priestess, it would mean a lot to Furry. Monk from TwistedMonk.com is making our handfasting cords. The ropes I use to bind, binding us to one another. I still owe Furry a suspension… I hope we can make it happen at Dark Oddessey- it would be the perfect location for the ritual.

Over dinner his father talked on and on about The Davinci Code, and the truths of it. It’s amazing watching an agnostic/athiest (borderline) make comments about the divine, analyzing it with his military mind. He envies those of us with faith, we must sleep easier at night in our beliefs.

This tea is so bad it must be good for me.

I long for asceticism. I long to wear hair shirts, each time the lines scratch into my skin being reminded of the prayers I wove into my desire to be in connection with the divine. I long to stare into the white, the red, the gold and the green as hooks let flesh give way to truth. I long for my crown of thorns once more, my brow bleeding down with what weighs on my mind. I long to hold candles up in the water, cry out to Shiva, cry out and let it all go. I long to make my marque… to weave my own destiny beyond my flesh.

In the questionaire Tristan sent me for Dark Oddessey, she asked if we wanted to bunk with anyone attending. I made mention of Lolita, Phantom, femcar… and then it hit me like a flash, the image of Furry, Phantom, femcar and I in a cabin together. A grotto to the sacred whore. Donations to the divine left at the door, gifts of money, of fruits, of wines, or clothing, of poetry and praise to the Goddess. I felt it like a flash, letting Her ride me. Letting Her ride us. Letting it all go, indoctrinating our flesh to the will of Her desires for the night, taking in those who needed cleansing.

I’ve been ridden before. Winter Solstice GoddesSMack, when the sun rode me, as Ameratsu and as the shining orb, watching over Phoenix’s cutting and the nights proceedings before the human me broke down and cried in a closet. It’s hard to bear the weight of the world and it’s cries for help.

I’ve served at the Temple of Atonement, and still cherish a necklace that was a gift from one who came through our doors higher than any diamond I’ve ever beengifted. He came to truly atone, to let go of the pain, and I scourged his flesh and brought his body throiugh to in the pain of his heart, andin balancing the two found releif for both.

A Venusian temple? Aphrodite? Astarte? Nammah? Ama-no-Uzume? Baubo? Lalla? A temple to Sheela-na-gig? A grotto to the sacred whore…

It is VERY tempting.

Very tempting indeed.

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Lee Harrington

Lee Harrington is an internationally known sexuality, relationships, and personal authenticity educator. Having taught in all 50 states and in 6 countries, he brings a combination of playful engagement and thoughtful academic dialogue to a broad audience. An award-winning author and editor on gender, sexual, and sacred experience, his books include “Traversing Gender: Understanding Transgender Journeys,” and "Sacred Kink: The Eightfold Paths of BDSM and Beyond," among many other titles. He has been blogging online since 1998, and been teaching worldwide since 2001. Welcome to his world, and your chance to expand your mind and heart alike.

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