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      <title>Goddess Inanna. The Sacred and Profane.</title>
      <pubDate>Thu, 23 Jul 2026 16:32:20 -0700</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;In my almost two years in the holistic fields I naturally found myself gravitating to high performance individuals. They seemed to benefit from my naturally calming aura. I admired their minds, how they dreamed big, went for their goals, and had deep understanding into the workings of life. Not just from a business standpoint. But also in the mental and quantum realms, perhaps without realizing it. Attributing their success to God or something of a higher power. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=" p1"&gt;I spend a great deal of my time cultivating my peace and value my time. These individuals also valued the limited time they had. Contrary to the people who were also I’m my spiritual fields they showed up for themselves, others, and I. I found a great deal of respect and admiration for them. They had what I lacked and I had what they needed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=" p1"&gt;Beneath looking like they have it all together, the excellence in there field, the material assets they argued, the perfect social mask they wore deep inside there was a part of them that they pushed down that was slowly dieing. A part of them atrophying in order to provide, to protect, and to go on.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=" p1"&gt;After allowing themselves to drop the carefully curated armor needed in able to go out into the battlefield of life, they softed. I considered a gift of their feeling of safety enough to be vulnerable. Divorce, no intimacy, loss of libido, or inability to physiologically respond, humiliation, fear of failure. For just a moment they could relax and let that all melt away in my skilled and caring hands. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=" p1"&gt;Pills, injections, magic bullets could help sometimes. But the root cause was still festering like a dark wound undressed. Creeping into their reality. Tainting their daily lives. Haunting them and creating anxiety in the back of their minds.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=" p2"&gt;It becomes a game of blame. Perhaps on the other, on themselves, on age, on circumstance. But it’s not their fault. They were born with a...&lt;a href=https://www.tantratempleoflove.com/blog/goddess-inanna-the-sacred-and-profane&gt;Read More&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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