GUEST POST: "Why I'm Bi..."

One of my good friends and colleagues, Rev. Criss Itterman, heard me announce my new blog and asked if she could contribute to it. "Of course!" was my natural response. This blog, my friends, is all about the ways that we become our Higher Self through loving and being Goddesses...truly self-expressed as we do that dance that is the substance of our lives: Body Parts and Soul Connections.


Why I'm Bi
“And my other new blog is called ‘Body Parts and Soul Connections,’ said Sheila Pearl, and the inspiration hit me.
That’s exactly it, that’s what it’s all about.
It immediately brought to mind this quote from Richard Matheson’s What Dreams May Come (the original book): “’Does a man’s existence change in any way when he removes his overcoat? Neither does it change when death removes the overcoat of his body. He’s still the same person. No wiser. No happier. No better off. Exactly the same.... Death is merely a continuation at another level.’”
Similarly, I don’t fall in love with a body. A person is not their body, as the movie version of What Dreams May Come points out. A body is a collection of chemicals and atoms, held together by laws of the universe that even science does not yet fully comprehend, but while those atoms and energies are of God, of Spirit, of Source, they are not the sum total of what makes me love a person.
I don’t love someone for the sum total of the carbon and hydrogen atoms that make them a person.
Nor do I love them for their testosterone, their estrogen, nor their adrenaline. Why would I love someone for the organs that exude chemical complexities? While I’m bisexual, I don’t love a man for their testes, nor a woman for her breasts, nor people for their adrenal glands.
I love people for their soul -- that sum total of their beliefs, their energies, their aura, their emotions, their thoughts, their intelligence. All those things that science wants to boil down to the complex interactions of chemicals on body parts, because that’s the only physical evidence that science can comprehend about the less provable portions of what makes a person a person. For me, when my love runs deeply in the tight-knit romantic partner sense, the love I feel for that person is in itself a reason, not an excuse, to delight in touch in pleasure and in mashing squishy parts together.
I am bisexual because I have a deep belief that it is the soul of my lover that matters, not what “junk” they have. I could care less what “gender” we as a culture and species assign to those parts. For other humans, perhaps the complementary pheromones matter, for some the gender roles we play in society matter, and they keep telling us that the visual stimuli or physical stimuli may matter. We each choose our attractions by whatever criteria we find suit ourselves, and please go in peace with it. I don’t bring this message to “make people bi” but to explain why I, and perhaps others, are bi. I don’t believe that souls have gender. When I have a soul connection with another person, I don’t let my body parts get in the way.
Lovingly,
Rev. Criss Itterman

Who says I'm a Goddess?!?!

What is this dance I'm doing? One moment, I'm spiritually awake, aware, savvy, connected with my Higher Self, and the next moment, I'm an addict! Addicted to a sexual relationship that doesn't feed my soul; addicted to too much caffeine and chocolate; addicted to shopping for books on Amazon.com; addicted to working long hours...it's a long list, but you get the point.

Some of my girlfriends and women clients are having the same kind of conversation with me: these are women who are savvy, powerful, successful, sexy, spiritually aware, and profess to want to continue to grow into raised and evolved consciousness. These are women who are having relationships with men in which they are asking the question: "who says I'm a Goddess?!?"

When we Goddesses are accepting less than we know we want, desire, deserve and can have, we are giving the universe the message that its okay, we don't have to have anything more, it'll do, it's enough for now, it's better than nothing, and well, maybe this is all there is!

When we Goddesses are having sex with married men, having sex with men who want more from us than they are willing to give us, having sex with men who are either emotionally unavailable or geographically unavailable, having sex with men who give us the crumbs and some other woman gets the whole loaf of bread...are we giving away our power?

I'm a Goddess when I choose at each moment of my days and nights to step up to my own plate; when I acknowledge my self-defeating addiction and choose to be alone rather than accept less than I know I deserve; when I say to that man who is attempting to seduce me once again with his "I miss you Babe" or "I can't live without you darling!" or "you're the ONLY ONE for me!" that I love him and bless him but am letting him go...so that I can clear the space for "Mr. Right" to find me!

Being a Goddess is not something I achieve, as if I've arrived at some destination. Being a Goddess is something I create each step along my journey as a woman: with each choice I make, I am choosing to be a Goddess or a mere mortal woman. When I choose to be a Goddess, I am acknowledging that there is a distinction between my little egoic self (as Eckhart Tolle would call it) and my big expansive Higher Self (as Neale Donald Walsch would call it).

This first blog entry is the beginning a journey I want to take with you. We will share our journey with one another; we will engage in conversations about the dance we each do each day, as we choose to be a Goddess and in our Power, or go into our little egoic default mode of giving up, giving in, accepting less, doing less, living small and throwing away our dreams and goals.

Are you with me?