Sacred Feminine Photography worked her magic with the light and shadow here. In real life, there’s plenty that wobbles and rolls on this body…but make no mistake, I’m here to celebrate all the inner layers I've shed. And what better way, than stripping a few more layers :)

It’s time to heal the feminine wound.

Here’s me at 47—naked on a rock. Looking better than I did at 17. The more I’ve connected with my sexuality, the more sexy I feel. And the more sexy I feel, somehow, the more sexy I look.

It makes sense actually. Because did you know the mind shapes matter? Quantum science now backs this up: what we believe becomes our reality. So if you start believing you're sexy—and really feeling it—your body will begin to reflect that. Before you know it, you’ll find yourself naked on a rock.

Ladies, your sexual energy is your life force energy. It creates life and businesses. It births babies and projects. It feeds with milk and ideas. Sexual energy is the most powerful energy on the planet, literally keeping turned on, inspired and radiant. When you lose your sexual spark, you lose your colour, your pulse and your pizazz. You stop flirting with life, you spiral into shame, medicate yourself with wine gossip, and then you simply exist.

Deep down, every woman longs to feel connected to her sexual power. But as girls we were told our sexuality was too risky or “too much”. While at the same time, we were told our sexuality determines our entire worth.

It was confusing and humiliating. So we shrank. We covered up. We ate. We starved. We dimmed our radiance. We buried our erotic desires. We said no to sex when we wanted it — and yes to sex when we didn’t. We carried shame in our bodies like it was ours to carry. But that story ends here. We’re beginning to reclaim our sexuality - our inner slut - without apology, without shame. She wants great sex and lots of it. She’s not too much. She’s you. And hiding her away for so long has made her numb and resentful, and frankly, bored as fuck.

You won’t be needing a partner to reignite your sexuality. And let’s be honest—if you have one, there’s a good chance they’re not lighting your fire like they used to. But here’s the good news: it doesn’t matter. The real spark is within you. It’s sex with yourself that you need to be having. When you reconnect with your own sensuality everything shifts—either your current relationship gets an upgrade, or it get’s consciously let go. Either you feel great being single, or the right partner gets drawn in. Either way, you win.

Women are rising into pleasure, and we’re not asking permission. We’re heading back to Sluts-ville, but this time we’re in charge. Landing in our feminine power. Pole dancing is now therapy. Twerking is trauma release. Sacred tools for pleasure are trending—yoni eggs, crystal wands and squirters. We’re hyping each other up, stretch marks, soft bits and all. No more shame. Just women remembering who the hell they are—together.

Who are we? Biologically speaking, more sexually insatiable than men—but so deeply repressed, that we handed them the fun and labelled ourselves “too much”. We silenced our pleasure. We rejected our right to multiple kinds of multiple orgasms—and accepted our numbness as normal.

But that was a lie. And we’re done believing it. Shall we keep stripping this down?

Vulvas not vaginas. Sacred vulva castings courtesy of vulvarium.com

We need to go back to where we came from.

Honestly, I could look at vulvas all day. How about you? Try looking away. Tell me there isn’t something mysterious about them that pulls you in for a closer look. What are you looking for?

You’re looking for the feminine and everything she represents. New life, new beginnings, creation, softness, magnetism and mystery. And you’re probably looking for your own vulva, which isn’t there, because they’re all different. But it should be, because yours is more beautiful than you’ve been led to believe.

As women we’re so grateful the feminist movement carried us far. It gave us more freedom and respect. But now a new layer is calling. Do we want to keep pushing to prove our worth? Or are we exhausted from having to? Could feminism progress by simply knowing our worth, owning our femininity, and magnetising what we desire?

Magnetism and seduction are two of our core feminine gifts. Why aren’t we using them, properly that is, in a Goddess kind of way?

Because we were told to embody masculine qualities; ambition, drive, discipline and relentless action. We had to become like men for survival. We shut down our feminine cycles to control our wombs and show up to work each day with the same energy as our male counterparts.

But we don’t embody the same energy as men. We are the opposite, but equally potent force. When we push ourselves into masculine energy, we burn out, and the whole of society; our children, partners and everyone feels it deeply.

Our feminine softness, intuition, magnetism, and unpredictably wild qualities are not weaknesses. They’re so damn powerful that they had to be subdued. Our gifts were shamed; silenced, sexualised, and sold back to us in pieces.

But we’re not in the market for worthiness anymore, we’re safe to start remembering who we are, the value of our sensuality and femininity and it’s contribution to society.

It’s time to put the feminine back into feminism. Just look around at this world — the masculine is quietly pleading for us to bring balance back. Men are struggling too and we can help. But we’ll do it our way; with pleasure, emotion, intuition, softness, love, multiple orgasms and zero apologies.

We’re not here to flip the power structure, we’re here to balance it. Not here to fight for jobs or equal pay, we’re here to rewrite the whole damn system.

“Women who step into their pleasure, step into their power” - Mama Gena