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Feasting At The Relationship Banquet

click here for a free psychic reading right now at PsychicAccess.comRelationships, relationships, relationships. It’s all about coming to terms with our salivated, gluttony-induced emotional relationships. The undeniable fact that we are ravenously grievous in our pursuit of sexual gratification, romantic adoration, harmonic communication, instantaneous accumulation, and committed accommodation goes without saying.

Deep down, at the esoteric-psychological level, we are in pursuit of what we think we ‘lack.’ We are, no doubt, over-gorged with incessant thoughts, desires, needs and actions flooding our insatiable sensual appetites, while demanding fulfillment – which is not a bad thing, unless we deny it.

We are far too consumed with the ideals in our partners, which are supposed to matter, but don’t. Why are we so driven to have the ‘perfect relationship?’ Because we want to be constantly entertained and conveniently distracted.

If we were willing to let one sliver of truth into the current involvement, we may find that what we don’t have it too bad, after all. When we fixate upon the notion that our involvements are substandard and unfulfilling, the real culprit may, in fact, not be the other, at all, but actually ourselves.

What do we imagine our partners are supposed to do for us, really? Make us happy, pleased, and giddy, while showering us with undulating pleasure, by performing a miraculous vein flushing of ‘feel good’ endorphins whenever they come into our presence? What a heavy unnecessary burden to place upon another!

Greed is a bottomless pit which exhausts the person in an endless effort to satisfy the need without ever reaching satisfaction ~ Erich Fromm

The unpleasant truth of the matter is: we invent, produce and evoke the temperature of the environment in which our relationships subsists. We nurture the garden of our own discontent. No one else does it to us. Self-deceit slips under the bed covers, while we are busy tending to matters of the mind’s savory predictability.

If our relationship world is hopelessly fragmented, it has been shattered by patented neglect and kindled disinterest. When, precisely, the seeds of dissatisfaction were planted is another karmic love story, which needs further soul investigation.

When we are ready to face the irrefutable facts regarding the lack of attention we have given to the relationship, then and only then can we begin to come to terms with the reality that we lost passion’s curiosity, but refuse to play the musicians for the music of the specific band tunes we hired them to play.

Why is disintegration so hard to face? Maybe because we are too selfish to invest the time, effort and energy needed to reawaken what was once so vitally important? Or, maybe, just maybe, facing the barren emptiness of our own divided lack of direction serves up better in a pot of disgruntled relational soup?

Human beings, whether in relationships or not, are gluttonous, greedy and grievous, and more so when blatantly unattended to and neglected. We crave to feel important, as if we genuinely matter to someone. But, as long as we dwell on the ‘other’ not doing their part, and expect them to take care of our frustrated disappointment, we will remain distastefully divided.

Lust is the difference between loving someone and being in love with someone ~ Teresa Mummert

There comes a cosmic blue note to all of us at one time or another. And, try as we might, we cannot ignore its inviting, bluesy flavor and sonorous tones. In the beginning, our song was played sweet, low down and mellow. We heard it. We recognized it. We responded to it. But somewhere along the way, we lost its delightful sound of sublime sensuality.

It occurred quickly on that day when we refused to observe the movement of sacred artistic sexuality stirring in our bones. We refused to respond with authentic gestures, but instead tried to appear ‘good,’ decent, friendly, kind, considerate, caring and helpful. We turned away from the cry of our soul for resplendent art, music, drama-ingested talent to be heard. We sold out to the other. We buried our voice. The flame went out. Now, what do we do? We’re too weak to be honest and too timid to be true. We’ve forgotten how to crave. Moan. Groan. Howl.

These are the words of the true artist who desires to express their soul’s ultimate yearning for life fully experienced. Sacred sexual artists are passionate creatures who devour life’s bountiful ripe delicacies. Relationships are delicacies of the finest fare. But, when they go bland nobody wants to eat and unless you are starved will turn away from the banquet table… no matter how appetizing.


About The Author: Paula

Paula's innate metaphysical abilities, artistic talents, and entrepreneurial acumen have mixed wonderfully together to create a social media sensation, one who enjoys great popularity on LinkedIn, Instragram, Facebook, and YouTube. She dispenses not only accurate and intuitive divine wisdom but has artistic offerings that include vibrational soul paintings displayed on the internet, and she is a gifted singer and music producer as well. Her calling as a cosmic therapist led her to be the founder of MODE (Masters of Divine Essence) Cosmic Therapy Research Center, where she's published numerous books, songs and plays, and has held many workshops and seminars throughout the Southeast. She even produced her own program, The Mode of Cosmic Therapy Interactive Television Show that aired on WRTN, in Raleigh, NC, for ten years. Paula is also an avid astrologer who interprets the stars and predicts your chart energies at work. If you'd like a detailed glimpse at your own cosmic blueprint, or you have burning questions that require clear answers, Paula will employ all the tools and talents at her disposal for a reading that will dazzle and transform your life. You can find Paula at PsychicAccess.com.

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