"I Didn't Know If I'd Be Back" {Final Day To Enroll}

 
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Today is the final day to enroll in the School of Sensual Living {doors close at midnight tonight}.

We’ve had members join from all over the world, and I couldn’t be more proud to see this community emerging.

When I let go of the persona of Kitty Cavalier, I honestly didn’t know if I’d be back.

I felt so creatively tapped that I thought the well had run dry. I would listen to the song "Let It All Go" by Birdy + Rhodes on repeat that says:

“If we’re strong enough to let it in, we’re strong enough to let it go.”

In other words, if I was strong enough to create Kitty Cavalier, I’d be strong enough to create what was coming next, even if I had no idea what that was.

This process has been like putting my soul’s work into a mining pan and shaking it back and forth until only the most precious, truthful gems remain.

And today, I’d like to share one final gem with you in a story.

You know that I’m a champion of slow, sensual living, but the one part of my life this philosophy has yet to take hold on is cooking.

Whenever my boyfriend asks me what we should cook for dinner that night, I slowly back away from his question like my dog Winnie backs away from my vacuum cleaner.

But this week while I was in Florida helping my brother recover from a recent surgery, I experienced a dramatic shift.

When I walked into his room, I was intimidated by the boxes of gauze and bottles of pills. Thank God my Mom was there, who's been a nurse for 50 years.

While I didn’t have nursing skills to offer, I do have healing skills.

First, I went into his room and removed the clutter, raised the blinds and placed flowers directly in his line of sight.

In the fridge was a partially scavenged rotisserie chicken and a some sorry looking kale, so I went to the store and got ingredients for butter sage pork chops, lemon rice pilaf and maple glazed sweet potatoes.

Every night the kitchen was my oasis of creativity. 


When my family would sit down at the table they received the pleasure of slow cooked, homemade, flavorful, delicious meals.

We looked forward to it all day.

Being back in our senses made us feel human again.

The pleasure of the food comforted our hearts and soothed our nervous systems.

It made what could have been a stressful week of recovery feel like a luxurious week of healing.

Before she left to go back home, my Mom sat on the edge of my bed and said to me "Thank you for bringing your gift of lightness to this week. Your sense of humor and the home cooked meals made everything feel so...light."

This lightness has not always been my gift. 


Ten or 15 years ago, I would have felt very noble and righteous about my own pleasure deprivation during such a serious time. 


But as a result of a daily practice of turning back towards my body, asking it what it needs, making room for fun, prioritizing pleasure for myself and my loved ones...

It is not just what I do. It has become who I am.

I said this yesterday and I'll say it again: 


There has never been a better time to reclaim your body through the joy of everyday sensuality.

If you're ready to step into:

  • A radiant and healthy sensuality

  • A spiritual practice that honors your need for beauty and pleasure

  • Feeling alive and gorgeous in your body

  • Setting boundaries with grace so your feminine energy can thrive


Join us before doors close at midnight tonight. 


We only open doors a few times a year so we can have the pleasure of putting 100% of our attention on the members who enroll. 


It's just $57 to get started, and you can cancel at anytime.

Trust me, If I can master maple glazed sweet potatoes Kitty, together, we can do anything…