MUSINGS FROM THE WILD

You know that feeling when the magic is stirring, but you can't quite see what it is just yet? You can feel it in your bones. You can drink it down on the back of your tongue. But... the full "seeing" of it just hasn't landed. That's where I've been with my brand new, dope af membership, Mystic Eros: The Lab. Well, not with the membership itself. Rather, with the opening of the membership. And, even more specifically, with the way I wanted to welcome Founding Members into the membership. When...

Photo by Pawel Czerwinski on Unsplash It really doesn't take much to talk about your vision. To talk about what you've been thinking and dreaming about. And no, I'm not saying speaking about your dream is the easiest thing, but it's certainly way easier than actually BEING about that dream. We can all pay our dreams lip service. We can all share our plans for taking over the world (a la Pinky & The Brain, of course). And we can all convince ourselves that saying a dream out loud will give us...

Photo by Sina Katirachi on Unsplash Yeahhhhh… so… uhhhh… I had big plans for the month of December. Opening The Lab. Back to writing the newsletter. Videos galore. And then… The bottom fell out. Again. We lost my amazing uncle. My mom went back into the hospital. I got sick. And it all was just… a lot. And it called me inward. Into a place of pause and serious distillation. Around the magic, yes. But also around my devotion TO and expression OF the magic. Even more aptly: My RELATIONSHIP to...

Just a heads up. Shit's about to go the fuck down. Starting tmrw, inside my brand new membership, Mystic Eros: The Lab. This is the program I've been sitting on for years. I've known it was coming. I've known it was the culmination of my entire body of work up to this point {and moving forward}. I've also known it was the magic of the madness of the mystery born between our thighs. Set to be pussy/oracle dripped over the pages of the world. For me. For you. For us. So if you know this is your...

Holy shit balls, Batman. It’s been a minute. Or maybe a millennia. I’m legit not sure at this point. I’ve had so much to say to you. And also… I feel like I’ve forgotten how to say anything at all. Caretaking has been an all consuming, eldering, #allthethings experience. One that no one prepares you for {and one I’m not sure you truly CAN be prepared for}. It’s been hard coming back to myself. Making space for myself. Remembering myself. Did I say hard? Yeah. Understatement of epic...

NIKKA KARLI Thing 1: We have officially moved the newsletter over to Substack! And it’s back to being Open Access, with a focus on the Melanated Kin experience!! I split the newsletter into two “audiences”… and it was the bane of my existence. Ughhhh!!! I’ll dive into the whys and whats soon. But, what this means is that we’re back to hanging out as one community and will have some dope new ways of connecting moving forward. Everyone on my previous email platform {aka: this one} should...

NIKKA KARLI What are you sharpening yourself INTO when you are constantly in predominantly white spaces, all the while attempting to embody the medicine of the ancestors and your soul? And what happens when you are ONLY being fed your own lineages and sibling lineages through the lens of a white body and white gaze? Phew, chiiiiiiile!! I invite you to really lean into this shit. To really BREATHE this shit IN. And see what there is to see. Notice what your body has already been telling and...

NIKKA KARLI As Melanated artists, messengers, and medicine kin, we can often find ourselves in spaces where we are the only bodies who look like us. Where the voices being spoken not only don’t reflect us… They often DISMISS us. And then we wonder why we haven’t said what needs to be said. And why we are still living into anything less than the totality of the nectar and Wilds dripping between our thighs. So, I made you something. For a time such as this. You can watch it here. Be sure to...

NIKKA KARLI Welcome to our first Open Access Musings for the month!! Tomorrow we enter into some truly primordial magic. This month is a major catalyst into the culmination of a great many energies and creative ideations that have been percolating beneath the surface the past few years. Can you feel it? The quickening of body, breath, blood, and bone? It beckons us into the deep. It whispers us in and out of form. And it asks us to let it all die. That which can no longer stand in this next...

NIKKA KARLI A few days ago, I opened up the Founding Membership for The Erotic Abolitionism™ Experience. And I believe in it like no offer I have ever believed in before. I’ve also completely surrendered to soul and the next evolution of the magic as me. Centering Melanated Kin and doubling the fuck DOWN on Erotic Abolitionism™ itself. And yet and still… I feel like I don’t know what to say. I FEEL like I have nothing TO say. Have you ever been there? Where you are about to unleash the...