Well, when you ask for a mentor, a mentor appears.

It was literally on my knees, crying on my bathroom floor when my High Priestess, Jumana appeared.

Okay, she didn’t literally appear like Jesus or some shit.

But I ended up down a wondrous internet rabbit hole – the cosmic space where so many of our synchronistic and perfectly timed answers present themselves – and I found a meditation of hers which was so deeply transformative it shook my core. 

Through her guidance, I’ve developed mastery of my sexual energy, a deep understanding of the work I really do, and the true power of my sexuality.

But most importantly: I confronted the truth of who I am and what I’m here to do.

I’m a Priestess, and a guide for seekers who are ready to liberate themselves from the shackles of a repressive overculture and discover the pearls of healing, pleasure, and transformation that their erotic energy holds for them. 

As a Priestess, I live in service to a greater energy – an Initiatory Queen of the Underworld, if you will.

And I’ve discovered the tools to hold the sheer size and power of my sexual energy with reverence, respect, and maturity.

Sexuality without spiritual maturity can be painful, limiting, and harmful. But holding the fullness of your sexuality with the skillful means to extract its pearls – transform pain into sacred wisdom, harm into healing, and limits into pathways of expansion – anchors your sex into the holy healer it was always meant to be.

Come through seeker, 

Through the fields of night blooming jasmine. 

Through the caves of rich red rubies. 

Through the tunnels of underground rivers. 

Guided only by the glistening light of the full moon

And birthed from the gifts of sweet decay. 

There is no over and above…

There is no up and around…

There is only through. 

Through a whole secret garden that only grows in the dark. 

Nobility calls, dear one. 

Come here…

Serve

And be served. 

Love, Your Dark Queen