Scorpio and the Well-Fucked Woman
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May every womb be a well-fucked womb
And the art of the heart set free.
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As I arose this morning with my joy factor low, feeling empty, I did the typical things that a single woman does; I started listing the things I was grateful for. Thank you for this super comfy blanket. Thank you for this beautiful home that I’m living in. Thank you for my cat, and our recent deepening. Thank you for my sexy body. I rolled over onto one side and gazed at myself in the reflection of this glossy bedside table, taken aback by my own beauty. Grateful, it filled me for about a minute and then faded… Why, I asked myself. Why am I unfulfilled?
My yoni-heart awareness drifted to a potent moment I shared with my hairdresser the day before. This feisty-ass powerful backcountry beauty with a mastery in a-frame bobs and copper tones. Goddess I love her. The woman who has helped me create and recreate myself year after year; my personal alchemist.
A true “hairapist” she creates a space where all your p.c. shit goes out the window and before you know it, you’re cursing and swearing and all of your secrets are flying off your head right with those wild frazzled hair ends. And she knows, when I walk in that door, it’s going to be mutual.
I shared my past 6 months worth of updates (yeah, I go that long between cuts + colors.. I’ve been rocking this sweet natural fade) and it was her time to talk. She goes on making jokes and it feels like a volcano’s about to burst beneath a thousand layers of cover-up.. I say, Donna, I can feel your emotions bubbling at the surface, woman, you know you don’t have to share, but I’m calling you out… what’s up?
Come to find out... she is not being fucked. She is this beautiful, powerful woman, running her own salon, booked sometimes months out, master of her craft, best mama ever to 3 amazing kids… sexy, hilarious… and she has chosen once again to be with a man who has no interest in sex, and as she put it sourly, “is sooo happy just having cuddle time.”
Not only that, but she gave up her house to be with this guy, and 6 months later, his daughter and her 3 kids move in. So she’s working a full day, gets off, is cooking meals EVERY NIGHT for sometimes 14 people when they all invite their friends over.. She’s buying the groceries, paying the utilities and then… She’s not getting fucked.
Why do we do this to ourselves??!
She literally turned into a little girl when she asked, “where’s my reward?”
And I realized… Again...
It is absolutely imperative that a womb(an) is well-fucked.
Particularly one with a strong placement in Scorpio.
The crux of her satiation and happiness was literally riding on this one factor,
AND I GET IT.
I soooo get it.
If you don’t know me, I love archetypes and I love astrology.
I also see sexual energy as the most pure and fundamental expression of love and fullness that exists on this planet.
We all have all signs in our chart, so if this rings true for you, own it.
The archetype of Scorpio is associated with sex, death and evolution.
It is also the water sign associated with the emotions of the soul.
(Cancer - personal, Scorpio - soul, Pisces - cosmic)
So sex, and the soul.
Why is it that sex and the soul are of the same archetype?
For a Scorpionic being, this is a simple answer. They are one.
Sex is the soul made tangible
(honouring the richness of presence and depth, of course).
And the satiation of sexual desires is literally a validation of one’s existence.
As I gazed at myself in the reflection, I noticed how incredibly untouched my skin, and soul felt.
What is a body without sweat, eros, electricity pumping through it?
Is beauty unseen actually still beautiful?
Is soft skin untouched actually still soft?
What is the point of life without love?
My yoni is the great force that guides me, that moves me. She is my creation station and the portal to that which created me. The Goddess speaks through my yoni-womb, and all acts of love and pleasure are my ritual. She is the wellspring of youth, and the essence of beauty itself. She is a portal to the Divine that is exquisite on her own, but also knows truly that to reach the High Gateways of Heaven requires a key that I do not possess (and could never truly possess). A sacred artifact that must be offered of free will at the Altar to the Goddess --
the Lingam, the Vajra, the Wand of Light.
Or, more simply put…
I have a hole in my body that is made to be filled with something I do not possess.
I want the cock.
To a woman in tune with this sensation,
the desire is as basic and fundamental and exquisitely beautiful as it gets.
Scorpio reminds us that we need each other.
AND… This longing is subsequently THE MOST POTENT ELIXIR FOR EVOLUTION.
As when that experience of fullness is not happening for us, this is literally the birth place of desire for change.
This is the place where we ask ourselves,
what do we need to shift in order to be in alignment with the truth of our soul?
Perhaps I have values of self-worth that are keeping me isolated from human connection.
Perhaps I have shame around my sexual desire that makes it feel wrong.
Perhaps I have grown complacent in a relationship that is no longer healthy, vital and alive.
The soul is not here to stagnate, and Scorpio is the catalyst that makes sure that’s the case.
As an EMBODIED being, which we are all learning to live as our souls in our bodies, a good sex life is the glue that holds a healthy intimate relationship together. On a soul-frequency level, it is absolutely necessary. It is a well-spring of healing, accessing a sacred realm of immortality that has the power to transform all challenges, all disharmonies, all questions, concerns and fears into the bright light of Pure Love, Pure Truth and Angelic Harmony. It has the power to create miracles within the individuals, their relationship, the family, and quite literally the entire world.
It is the golden road on the sacred path of devotional relation.
I’ll meet you there.
<3 Nicole Marie Rose
Venus + Pluto conj. in Scorpio on the MC squaring the nodes of the Moon
Tags: Scorpio, Sex, Death, Life, Evolution, Phoenix, Transformation, Pleasure, Devotion, Sacred, Temple, Love, Relationships, Desire, Soul, Angels, Aphrodite, Isis, Venus
