Wish Yourself A Very Merry Pussy Day

  • December 23, 2013

It’s Christmas time. You know what that means? It means it’s time for the de-bunker to call-out Santa. Hey, at least I’m an equal opportunity myth de-bunker.
So, here’s the problem with all myths – they pose as cute little, seemingly innocuous stories. However, they are anything but that.
The real story of Santa Claus is one that trains children in black and white, punishment reward thinking – violent thinking.
I was working with a client this morning who sees herself as neither religious nor judgemental. However, when I really broke her thoughts down so she could see them, it was clear her thinking was black and white, polarizing, and violent to her well being.

That’s where Santa comes in. Santa trains kids right from the very beginning for punishment and reward. And more to the point, “he” trains girls to be good little girls and suppress their sexuality and sexual power.
He’s making a list, checking it twice. This is the early version of God, with the bodyguard standing strong at heaven’s gate to see if you are on the list. Touch your pussy – you are out!
Santa Claus is obsessed with whether you are naughty or nice, even watching you when you sleep. He knows all that shit. He’s the childhood version of god, being installed for future use – as a way of controlling behavior – and sexual behavior specifically.
Santa is afraid of the cunt. So he suppresses, bullies and threatens with the withholding of toys (affection) and love. It’s a story designed to teach us that an invisible being is watching judging what we do and making a list to punish us with.
And here I sit with my client – a young woman who is ashamed and afraid of her sexuality – though she is not religious. When I told her the real story of Santa, she began to cry. The belief in Santa had polarized her thinking so that now, as an adult, her sexuality is stifled – and so is her happiness. Up until today, she believed that pleasure was bad.
It’s not her fault. Santa turns pleasure into a bad thing. Santa trains kids to fear a punishing god later in life. Santa is all about female sexual suppression. Be good, or else. Oh, and by the way, I know what you are doing in your bedroom!
That’s seriously fucked up.
As an adult, we have to kick santa out of our brain and body. The only person that monitors you is you. Let your pussy breath deeply this Christmas. Let the holiday be a reminder that life exists in the living.
Free flowing Sexual energy is part and parcel to our happiness. The real present we want this Christmas is the reclaiming of our sexual energy from seemingly harmless characters like Santa who have taught us to believe in punishing invisible, ill tempered beings who monitor our genitals (and therefore our happiness) day and night.
Kick Santa out of your chimney (you get it now?). It’s time to wake up and wish yourself a very Merry Pussy Freedom Day to you, and a Happy Body Empowered New Year.
Here’s to cultivating more and more and more and more… pleasure. Bottoms up!