I just co-hosted a powerful telecall with the topic of Sweet Surrender with the inspiring Cynthia Luvlee. While the focus was mainly on surrendering to your Bliss and Pleasure, there is a much bigger message at hand. It’s about surrendering to the Divine Presence in your Life, however you choose to perceive this. It’s the bigger picture, outside of our fears, egos, and apprehensions, our judgments of ourselves, and our judgments of others. And when we surrender to the bigger picture, we surrender to Love. When we set powerful intentions in life, powerful shifts occur. We have this horrid fear that change needs to occur painfully, and with difficulty. But even in the face of life’s challenges, even in the face of death, we can choose not to suffer, but to find Joy in the Journey.
So as I set the intention to learn more about surrender, I found it in the most unexpected places, the sweet surrender of my Granny. She had her second stroke and has been quickly deteriorating since then. I wonder what it is she is trying to hold on for, when her body has already given way. She had 90 beautiful years, and she was, and is, such a Beautiful woman from the inside and out that those in her vicinity were in danger of their hearts melting as she graced them with her warming humor and divine presence. Just two months ago, she was kickin it at her 90th Birthday party, awake like she hadn’t been for a while, cracking jokes and smiling, crying. Now she is barely coherent, she’s in a wheel chair, with a baseball size tumor on her neck, and she weeps alone in fear. My dad and stepmother rush to her side, and I am not there for her. I am not there because I have not yet surrendered. I wanted to remember her for her brightness, for that sprightly spunky Grandmother that reminded me of myself, who made a final appearance at her birthday party. But I realized that I will always remember her for that, because she Lives in me. I also surrendered to the knowing that I will also remember her on her death bed, because that is a part of Life too. That the impact that her death has had, and will have on me is immeasurable. She is the first person to die on me in 20 years. But she isn’t dying on me, she is slowly surrendering.
I surrender. I surrender to the waiting game, to the death itself, and the rebirth inside of me that is eminent, and probably in parallel. I am grateful for you Granny, showing me how precious life is, and how it shouldn’t be wasted fighting, fighting yourself, fighting your truth, fighting against your pleasure, your destiny. And that even in death, even in suffering, there can be Joy. God is there, and that cannot be joyless.
I finally did go to visit my Granny and saw her for the last time, gave her three kisses on her forehead as she lay down for a long rest, and told her that she was safe, over and over again. It’s what we all want to hear, that it’s okay to surrender to the unknown, that we can trust beyond what our eyes can see and our hearts can feel. And when she is ready, I told her that it’s ok to Surrender to God.
There is so much suffering, needlessly, and the worst kind is that which we put on ourselves. It is my mission to bring Pleasure to the world, not to please everyone, but for them to find worthiness in pleasing themselves, and emanate that Joy in return to the rest of the world in reverberations that will be unstoppable, in Infinite Pleasure. Whether it be Sexual Love, Self Love, or Pleasure with another. It is out there, it is in here, and it is ours for the taking, ours for the Love-Making. Thank you Granny. Thank you for teaching me Surrender.
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