MODERN WOMAN, INDIGENOUS SPIRIT

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"Remembering that uncertainty and anxiety can’t last forever, I am allowing myself to blindly trust the process of my life and deliriously bask in the beauty of the ‘unknown.’ No safety nets necessary for me because no matter what— the earth teaches me that I am always rooted and safe. So safe, that I wander into nature’s desolate, most mysterious parts, untamed, free, and alone. Feeling my way without judgments or insecurities. Even taking my shorts off when I get too hot. Twirling. Squatting. Leaping. Flying. Sensually alive and keeping record in my heart. Right now, I’m underneath nature’s waterfall, lifting my shirt towards the blue skies, commanding my full breasts to salute the earth…. and I am ONE with the orbs around me. Even when I’m not feeling my best, I’m remembering that I still choose to embody love. I am remembering that humanity adores me. I am reminded that I am a success. Nothing can ever change that..and I didn’t have to pay for it either.”—TrueStory by IndiaA  ”Modern Woman, Indigenous Spirit: A Woman’s Guide to Nature’s Healing”

"matter is mostly empty space."
self-portrait. india ame’ye. 

"matter is mostly empty space."

self-portrait. india ame’ye. 





oh universe. i trust you, like i trust myself, like i trust the process of life, like i trust other people’s choices to be their beautiful selves-and to love them, even when i do not understand them. like i trust that there’s no such thing as ‘right’ or ‘wrong,’  even when i forget sometimes. i trust in all my divine inconsistencies and i’m gentle enough to even love them. like i trust that people are uniquely perfect and divine. like how i trust that this wig makes me less threatening to white southern corporate america. like i trust in the daily, imminent possibility of my wildest dreams materializing.  like how i trust in things i don’t see. like stars invisible behind global warming. like i trust in the sun beyond accumulating clouds. like how i trust the rain to cleanse my heart and keep it open and pure. like i trust that i will get into bed before midnight, even when i struggle to do so daily. like i trust in my ability to renew and revise my trust. like i trust that if i can’t believe in my own dreams, there’s no way i can believe in someone else’s. like how i trust that flowing through my challenges and being supple only makes me sexier. like i trust in sensuality, intimacy, touch, and euphoric love-making moving me into other healing galaxies and dimensions. like i trust that i will interview fantastically. like how i trust in love’s capacity to challenge and evolve me, but trust that i have a choice in allowing it to “hurt” or …simply evolve me into being more loving. like how i trust that i don’t have to operate with cycles of pain or fear in my life; that i can choose pleasure and surrender in any situation. like i trust that one salt bath a day keeps the low vibrations away. like i trust in honey and gold— and in my altar of beauty. like i trust in my ability to reprogram my past. like i trust that i’ll be traveling deeply into the womb of bahia this summer. like how i trust that love heals everything. like i trust that the universe is here to serve me with my best interest at heart, always. like i trust that there are no mistakes . every single thing i do serves to further me into my higher, most loving self…as such, how can there is be a such thing as a mistake??

oh universe. i trust you, like i trust myself, like i trust the process of life, like i trust other people’s choices to be their beautiful selves-and to love them, even when i do not understand them. like i trust that there’s no such thing as ‘right’ or ‘wrong,’  even when i forget sometimes. i trust in all my divine inconsistencies and i’m gentle enough to even love them. like i trust that people are uniquely perfect and divine. like how i trust that this wig makes me less threatening to white southern corporate america. like i trust in the daily, imminent possibility of my wildest dreams materializing.  like how i trust in things i don’t see. like stars invisible behind global warming. like i trust in the sun beyond accumulating clouds. like how i trust the rain to cleanse my heart and keep it open and pure. like i trust that i will get into bed before midnight, even when i struggle to do so daily. like i trust in my ability to renew and revise my trust. like i trust that if i can’t believe in my own dreams, there’s no way i can believe in someone else’s. like how i trust that flowing through my challenges and being supple only makes me sexier. like i trust in sensuality, intimacy, touch, and euphoric love-making moving me into other healing galaxies and dimensions. like i trust that i will interview fantastically. like how i trust in love’s capacity to challenge and evolve me, but trust that i have a choice in allowing it to “hurt” or …simply evolve me into being more loving. like how i trust that i don’t have to operate with cycles of pain or fear in my life; that i can choose pleasure and surrender in any situation. like i trust that one salt bath a day keeps the low vibrations away. like i trust in honey and gold— and in my altar of beauty. like i trust in my ability to reprogram my past. like i trust that i’ll be traveling deeply into the womb of bahia this summer. like how i trust that love heals everything. like i trust that the universe is here to serve me with my best interest at heart, always. like i trust that there are no mistakes . every single thing i do serves to further me into my higher, most loving self…as such, how can there is be a such thing as a mistake??

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