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Right now in the Middle East, two tribes fight for the right to claim their right to own land, while Americans like myself feel the reverberating strife in the ripple waves of the cosmic fuel over which we have no control.
As so many of us internalize this disturbing upheaval, while others take on the protest role, I am doing what I know how to do best for Creator: I am “creating a fair and peaceful homeland” within my own body. At first I thought this selfish, and judged myself for the luxury of the peaceful and loving mountain I am living on. And then I let go of control.
Control is an illusion for which I’ve struggled with many years, as has our homeland… As many of you know, I am a unique form of activist whose world revolves around devotion to our Mother of Israel, to Shechinah, via sacred sexuality. With sacred sexuality, I find a world filled with Blee’Mah (the void) and it is here that passion fuels my peace within and I keep returning to her, to Mother and to myself by doing so. But it wasn’t always this way.
Last Sukkos I was evoked to create a “Blee’Mah” of the most personal kind, but I didn’t know what, for I was in a new transition. It was before Sukkos, on Rosh Hashanah when it began, for I felt very alone, lost in exile, another dark night of my soul. To add fuel to the darkness, I had been dealing with multiple layers of personal injury from the job that I had moved across the country for in 2012. Also, I had been grieving the breakup of a three week whirlwind romance with a Jewish man living in Marin County, California, just prior to Rosh Hashanah.
And so as I dug into my soul, I began exploring solo sexual Hebrew meditations for healing myself. As my Bitachon, my trust of Creator, grew, my need for control let go and the fuel of prayergasm has taken me on a whirlwind tour of my devotional soul ever since!
A few months ago, I returned to my new home in Lake County after being part of and witnessing my only daughter’s orthodox wedding. My heart swelled so deep in my chest cavity that my breath went on a tear-based forty-day intensive love story like I’ve never felt in my life. This force of nature took me so deep within the well of my sexuality that the roots of the shaman transmuted shame to light and I’ve been having bursts of erotic peace and bliss within. As I blissfully bowed down deep to the high priestess archetype and realize that a path of prayergasm is a path of deep devotion to Shechinah, our magnificent feminine face of Creator.
For decades, it has been my quest to explore outside teachings for sacred self love because Kabbalah doesn’t spell out the eros to the simple minded.
I invite you to imagine for a moment the full experience of orgasm. When we orgasm, we enter a state known as Blee’mah.Blee’mah represents a consciousness that life is filled with Creator’s wondrous sacred mystery. Blee’mah means to be “in the void” or “that without anything”. Blee’mah is the mystery and is also an illusion. For as long as I can remember, westerners have been focused on the conventional orgasm for this illusion of Blee’mah because of the lack of understanding that a deep awakening happens when we transmute this precious fluid for the purpose enlightenment. The result for many on this divine path is a greater connection to self, love, partnerships, for a Blee’mah which fuels passion to peace for all worlds.
Just as Creator created the world in seven days, prayergasm holds seven sacred experiences for you to explore each day and night. An offering for you, if you feel like you want to explore: meditate with the word Hamsa, (meaning the Hand of God/Creator) for creator is within you. Use your hands to create erotic peace and holy passion within and send your loving energy to Israel for safety and holy blessings.
Much love to you!
– Melinda Bernstein, Tantric Rabbi.