Saturday, May 22, 2010

The Method in the Madness

My last post.. makes the process sound incredibly under-simplified.
It wasn't simple at all.
I had to think about the consequences... very hard.
I had to consider personal safety, how to keep my 'appointment' quiet & discreet
& I thought strongly and clearly about the morals and ethics of what it would mean to be a 'sex worker'.

I searched the internet for similar service offered to women by women.. but couldn't find one. There were plenty of sites which covered the Tantric massage techniques... but really I wasn't interested in that. All the rest of the sites were devoted to men.

Then it hit me.... I was a pioneer of sorts. And pioneers have responsibility.. yes?

I could go into this business with a make money attitude
or
I could go into business with a pure heart and good intent.

I chose the second option. :)

Years ago,
I had the pleasure of meeting a Man who would change my life.
He was a Master. A Master of comparative religions, of Herbology, of Massage & Martial Arts.
I went to him for some healing work as I was unwell.
Throughout the treatment I asked him some questions relating to philosophy.
He thought my questions to be interesting and when I asked if I could come back for more knowledge and healing.. he offered to take me on as a student. For two years, every Wednesday morning, I went to learn.

If you have never had the experience of a Mentor or master - it would sound strange. But for me... it was the most amazing thing. Even since ceasing our formal lessons.. I find the wisdom and learning close and at times his voice breaks into my thoughts and offers other options of behaviour, comfort & the sense of being connected to something greater.. something magical. I guess, writing this, that this teaching is in itself, a blog on it's own.

The point of telling you this is quite clear.
My Master taught me about Intentions and Intent,
Karma and consequences...

That is how I entered the Sex industry.
I was full of good intentions & completely aware of consequences.
I wanted to help women and to show them a side of themselves they may have forgotten
or that they do not know they possess.

I wanted to show some care and tenderness
to the people who care the most.

I wanted to offer a service that I needed myself.

There you go.
The latest installment.

Much love to you.
Ms. Nightingale x


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