The Way We Love

We’re wired for connection. So we choose connection. The way we live might be unconventional. I call it real. A way to embrace paradise on earth. A place where freedom, love and pleasure blossom. A place where hearts are held, where vulnerability is celebrated, where desires are welcome, where change is always present, where communication is key.

We use our breath together with music to create magical journeys.

We share energy in big cuddle puddles to live piano performances.

We hug and spoon each other a lot.

We drink coconut water and eat plants. We spank each other.

We wear what the fuck we want. We dress in glitter, sexy lingerie, golden bodysuits and feathers.

We ask each other questions that open up for tears.

We listen with our hearts.

We are masters of presence.

We make sounds when we eat something yummy.

We challenge our fears and celebrate each others bravery.

Performing for the first time for an audience.

Squirting for the first time at a temple party.

Releasing daddy issues through a spanking session at a magical house party.

We tie each other up to surrender and dominate, to feel joy, to be free.

We have third eye orgasms.

We have sex with each other’s lovers.

We explore poly and can as well dive into monogamy.

We celebrate beauty and expression.

We hurt as we go, we learn from throwing us forward with our hearts open.

We feel jealous. We get triggered. And we know it’s okay.

We practice to hold ourselves as well as each other when the ground is shaking.

We are misfits. Bullies and bullied. Coming together. Making peace. Creating magic. Making love.

We are the wild ones. We are the black sheep.

We feel more like ourselves screaming jumping up and down at ecstatic dance than our family dinner.

We might see the world differently than our family.

We have made the world our home.

No matter what we do, we always come back to love. It’s our drive. Our essence.

Our fuel compassion and compersion.

Our destination freedom.

Much love,
Anna Eden