Infinite possibility awaits...

It is said that Gongs are portals…

I feel this deeply…

the squeeze of her vibration.

Her resemblance to the cervix…

the portal we passed through to arrive here in this expression of life.

…again the squeeze.

The passage.

The death and

the rebirth.

The before and

the after.

The here and

the now.

Suffering & ecstasy aren’t so different after all.

Expressions we choose.

I invite you to choose truth today…

that may look like anger, sadness and it may look like may look like joy and bliss.

It may teeter between the two…

or arrive in waves of all.

The orgasm…

Infinite Possibility Awaits.