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Being a
   ​Sacred Whore
An aspect of Moksha Magick
​​मोक्ष
Moksha​
meaning to spiritually free,
let go, release, liberate
Our language labels are amazing. Yet perhaps what is more amazing, is how so many people are inclined to own and wear those labels by default. That default is simply a reactive proclamation stating, “Okay, that is how you see me, and so I am that, and I am that with pride.” Nevertheless, a single word can carry immense emotional responses, responses internalized and carried in our psyche.
So let’s look at the word “Whore.”

Whore
1 : a woman who engages in sexual acts for money : PROSTITUTE; also : a promiscuous or immoral woman
2 : a male who engages in sexual acts for money
3 : a venal or unscrupulous person

intransitive verb
1 : to have unlawful sexual intercourse as or with a whore
2 : to pursue a faithless, unworthy, or idolatrous desire
transitive verb obsolete : to corrupt by lewd intercourse : DEBAUCH
Venal
1 : capable of being bought or obtained for money or other valuable consideration

Lewd
1 obsolete : EVIL, WICKED
2 a : sexually unchaste or licentious b : OBSCENE, VULGAR

Licentious
1 : lacking legal or moral restraints; especially : disregarding sexual restraints
2 : marked by disregard for strict rules of correctness
And as always, we need to look at the etymology of the word.


whore (n.)*
1530s spelling alteration (see wh-) of Middle English hore, from Old English hore "prostitute, harlot," from Proto-Germanic *horaz (fem. *horon-) "one who desires" (source also of Old Norse hora "adulteress," Danish hore, Swedish hora, Dutch hoer, Old High German huora "whore;" in Gothic only in the masc. hors "adulterer, fornicator," also as a verb, horinon "commit adultery"), from PIE *ka- "to like, desire," a base that has produced words in other languages for "lover" (source also of Latin carus "dear;" Old Irish cara "friend;" Old Persian kama "desire;" Sanskrit Kama, name of the Hindu god of love, kamah "love, desire," the first element in Kama Sutra). [underlined and italicized emphasis added]

*http://www.etymonline.com/index.php?allowed_in_frame=0&search=whore+
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The dissertation on that linked page goes on at length but does not serve to elaborate here.

My reflection comes from attending a workshop entitled, “The Invocation of the Sacred Whore or: So You Want to be a Sacred Whore.” Later that night, I assumed the role in “The Scarlet Temple.” Years past, I had taken a similar role in ritual space with “The Fires of Venus,” but without the implication of the word “whore”.
What is interesting language wise, is that in the descriptor for “The Scarlet Temple” the language shifts. It reads, “Saturday night we honor one of the highest forms of sacred sexual rites and raise a Temple of devotion to Inanna’s sacred Priestesses and Priests.” Yet it flips right around and says, “Through a guided ritual, devotees will be paired with invoked Sacred Whores for an exploration in healing and transformation. At the very core of every connection made is the exchange of sexual energy, purified, blessed and devoted to the Goddess.”
It becomes natural to love and desire oneness with another, including nurturance through healing. And that includes sexual healing for in greater truth, everything is sex; we are all in constant intercourse, connected, and inseparable.
So of that night in The Scarlet Temple, I, as an Avatar for Inanna, was assigned my Devotee sight unseen. The requirements for participation are relatively stringent including filling out a very specific form. After discussion of concerns, a match is made, and only then do we see that form as filled out from the Devotee for details of interaction.
On the Devotee’s form handed to me as she had listed her desires read, “kink, oral sex, fornication [underlined five times], and energy work.” As I held that paper in my hands and read the words, I knew far more than her words conveyed.
Our Ritual process begins with sanctification of space, purification and invocation, a ritual procession about a fire, and opening ourselves up to invoke the Divine as Inanna. Once entering the Temple for the Ritual, we proceed about the main alter, then break to engage our individual Devotee. Only then do we lift the veil from our heads and show ourselves to them.
We receive no instructions on how to engage our Devotee; rather our direction of engagement comes from our Spiritual Essence, in this case Inanna. And I laugh, for this work is so much of my natural Spirit Essence, it is hard to tell the difference, yet Inanna was within me. 

Upon encounter, my arms reached out only offering the palms of my hands facing upwards. She took place upon them, connected with my eyes, and there we stayed for time untold. Eventually the trance breaks as I state, “I have heard thousands of words.” My place taken then before her is upon our bed of Sacred Space.
We sit facing one another in half-lotus and again join hands palm to palm, but now the eye contact wavers. Rather than strict energy sharing, I begin gently caressing her hands in ever flowing movement. In this space, her eyes close for the essential duration of our engagement.
Before me though is a trapped being, so trapped that her entire body is numb to any sensation of the flesh. So too is she numb to her feelings and self-expression in any manner. She numbed to stillness, blocking everything. Even the energy flow by which we began withdrew, locked down, and reined in. And there we sat.
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Guru Jah here ...
Language, what a pitfall. Only in the latter part of the etymology included above did we see an aspect of godly love based on desire unto a lover. Whether we define ourselves as being a Priest or Priestess, or an Avatar, becomes immaterial when we embrace that we are all Divine Beings. We are the Divine by any name.
All the while, continuing slight movement upon her hands, my energy poured forth only to slide past her teflon coated skin cast hard about her being, even her soul, her Spirit, and her heart. It is seldom that I shall choose to override another’s will. Were I not the healer I know myself to be, I might have chosen to abide her energetic expressions of coldness despite her request for sexual interaction. A shut down being is not one I would fornicate with for fornication is mutual; this was not.
Sex is about a union and for me, that union is not just physical but rather Spiritually and Soulfully too. What I had to offer this woman was a union through the back door. Centering myself into Kundalini breath in rhythm matched to her breath, I brought my own Kundalini up and out my crown. Her crown of virgin tightness un-penetrated broke open with my initial thrust. Into her crown and out her root my Kundalini energy flowed circular back into me and out again making the full loop. Eventually, her crown loosened and the fullness of my-Self ran unrestrained.
For just a moment, the blink of eye, even her sexual energy sprang forth. What was more important to me though was that a crack to her heart opened up. Therein I poured forth a Flowering Heart Blessing. It is one of Divine Presence. Only now would I touch her face, one hand at a time to either side. I could see and feel the ethereal damage; she had been slapped mercilessly, repetitively. I could also feel the assault upon her ass, but in this time, it was wrong to address.
Almost immediately thereafter, my hands reached up her forearms and hers unto mine as we bowed to one another, forehead to forehead. Shortly then she raised her head and smiled as did I. My comment to her was, “You’re a tough cookie,” and she laughed. She replied nothing, but rather left our space for her required debriefing.
Roughly, ten minutes later she returned and gave me a most heartfelt hug. She laughed joyfully exclaiming, “I feel so loved,” and therein I knew her healing had begun. She has far more to go, but she crossed a barrier within herself prohibiting any potential healing at all. I would have thought our total session before her initial departure to be fifteen minutes, but it had been an hour and a half; the Universe does not honor our sense of time.
She had come forth seeking love in the only terms she knew. They were terms of accepting sex as the ultimate answer to needed connection and intimacy. Yet those terms defiled her. I knew that when holding her form in my hands; her overt sexual desires were a lie upon her, a lie borne as the only truth she knew.
Were physical copulation to have served her healing, I would have been there with her. The work of healing though goes to the source, not just the outward expression. She self-medicated with the only painkillers available, disassociated sex; at least she held the wisdom to seek intervention. Ironically, her last written wordage in her desires, ‘’energy work,” was indeed her truth. Therein, she blessed me though I doubt she had conceptualization of how one might approach that desire. She simply desired to heal.
As I participate in such rituals, if I need to wear the hat of a whore, so be it. But by-and-large, it is not a label I shall ever use. The etymology of the word having generated other words such as to like, lover, friend, and desire all make sense. Those are words of truth in healing of any kind, including sexual healing. It is work to which I abide.
Healing in the sexual arena is precarious at best. It’s easy to label one as a whore or a prostitute, especially if we cling to implied morality of correctness.