Help Wanted: Technological Hand Holding

Hi Everyone,

So I'm looking for someone to help me with this blog. Yes, I will pay you, but I need something very specific and am looking for someone who can do it at a reasonable price and has experience with this (references or sites you've already worked on would be great).

Basically, I feel daunted by technology, yet I need to convert this blog into an official self-hosted wordpress blog. I would like for someone to teach me how to do this, and literally hold my hand every step of the way. This needs to be in person so that I can learn. So you need to be local or willing to meet me somewhere that works for both of us. Please understand I don't want you to say, ok, you just need to go get a domain name, shopping cart, etc. and then we can get started. No. I need help with those things too. Also, it's important we have a good personal rapport because this will probably be a pretty close working relationship.

Please email me at erika.awakening@gmail.com if you are fully qualified for this (meaning, you've done this e-commerce thing at least a few times successfully and can help me with every step, soup to nuts).

Thank you for rescuing a damsel in distress :-)

Meet Erika at the 21 Convention - July 23-26

Hey everyone,

I wanted to remind you that I will be speaking at the 21 Convention in a couple of weeks, along with a bunch of other very inspiring speakers. I am the only woman speaking, and this is a seduction community first, so I hope to see a lot of you in the audience. You can buy your tickets HERE.

Also, I will be in Orlando, Florida, for the entire convention, from late Wednesday night, July 22, through early Monday morning, July 27. This means I will be able to make some time to do Emotional Freedom Technique sessions with a few clients during my stay in Orlando.

Although I haven't yet written up the full story, I recently used Emotional Freedom Technique (EFT) in field to help a man overcome his lifelong paralyzing approach anxiety. He had tried all kinds of community techniques and seminars, but nothing worked until we did EFT in field. While I was with him, he went into full blown panic mode. We were able to clear the panic, and later in the night he started spontaneously talking to women he had never met FOR THE FIRST TIME IN HIS LIFE.

I saw him again recently. The result stuck. He is still able to approach women, and now we are working on expanding his comfort zone so that he will be able to have longer conversations spontaneously. I feel so inspired and happy that we were able to overcome this lifelong fear for him when NOTHING ELSE WORKED.

So ... if you are intrigued about EFT and want a chance to overcome your anxiety by having a girl (me) put her hands all over you in public, lol, then please email me at erika.awakening@gmail.com and let's set up a session for you.

I'll give a free EFT session to anyone who buys their Convention ticket through this link. Just email me at erika.awakening@gmail.com after your ticket purchase to confirm and set up a time with me.

I am really, really looking forward to the Convention, and am very excited to be the first and only woman ever to speak there.

My Doubts about Traditional Marriage

This is something I'm playing with right now, sorting out my very mixed feelings.

Here's the thing: I really do want a permanent primary relationship because I'm excited about the co-creational aspects of it.

And yet, when I think about the idea of a traditional marriage, I feel claustrophobic. Seriously, if I envision myself living in a house with a man with a couple of kids and that being our main focus, I can already feel myself one foot in the grave with cobwebs starting to grow over me. Feels like stagnation and restlessness and boredom.

Whereas when I think of this blog and all the adventures I've had since starting to write it, I feel liberated and free, like anything is possible and the world is my oyster and so forth.

So ... I must not be cut out for traditional marriage. I want to feel emotionally safe with my partner, but let's be honest, too much safety is boring.

I'm pretty sure this is why I'm so drawn to the idea of an open relationship. Fresh air would always be circulating :-)

So what would my ideal look like?

Mmmm, I'm still sorting this out, but it definitely involves having a large stream of passive income so that we are financially free. It may involve a lot of traveling. It may or may not involve having a home base that we always come back to. It probably involves co-creating products and websites and, in one form or another, teaching and setting other people free. It definitely involves other people, some form of polyamory. It's definitely unconventional. It definitely evolves as we go along, based more on our connection to each other than on any rules about what the connection should look like.

A Little Fairytale Romance :-)

Last night Matrix Guy took me out. He picked me up as he usually does, and I assumed we would be making our usual jaunt over to the Marina. But he completely surprised me with a bit of fairytale romance :-)

He had reservations over at this adorable new gypsy-themed restaurant, Gitane. He was all dressed up (I was teasing him cuz he was wearing a PUA-esque shirt even though he's not a PUA, lol).

The restaurant is in a little alley, and inside it's this dark romantic space with stone and red leather walls and all kinds of cool gypsy memorabilia. I was feeling in a very light happy mood, so I asked for a glass of champagne. It tasted so refreshing.

Then we had dinner upstairs in a cozy little balcony table overlooking the crowded bar scene. The food was delicious, with lots of exotic spices and mixtures of flavors. The bar and restaurant are a sensual delight, and I recommend them highly! Matrix Guy told me his usual humorous stories (his life tends to be very humorous), and we had a really lovely evening. And he offered to help me with the technology stuff of my blog, which I tend to struggle with.

I was so surprised, and so delighted. I cannot tell you how nice it is, as a woman, to have a man decide ahead of time what we're doing, take care of all the logistics, pay for everything, and pick me up and drop me off home safely afterwards. Especially when he takes me somewhere I've never been so I get to have a fun new experience with him. I feel cherished and delighted and very impressed!

Thank you, Matrix Guy. I hope you have an awesome trip. :-)

More on Chivalry and why it matters to a Feminine Energy Woman

Further discussion on Rori's latest blog post.

I'm going out with Player Girl in a bit so no time to dilly dally right now.

Kisses to everyone though...

Putting a :-p Face on Everything I do

All right ... I wasn't going to post for a while, but as usual I can't help myself.

There's a big debate going on right now between Player Girl and myself.

She thinks she "fucked everything up" by being vulnerable.

She thinks she's going to "lose the game" if she shows any weakness.

I told her that's just being human. (Not to mention that it also shows sincerity, which is vastly underrated in the seduction community.)

I, personally, fuck things up all the time. I send too many text messages. I'm reactive. I have feelings. I get riled up. The thing that drives me absolutely bonkers is being ignored. So obviously that's one of my sticking points. Yep, I still have sticking points.

And that makes me the sexiest mother f*cker around.

(If anyone knows a phrase that has the same "oomph" as sexy MF but sounds more "feminine," the suggestion box is open. Lol, thanks Doug :-p)

So I say to Player Girl to OWN IT. We are human. We are a bunch of foolish idiots. OWN IT.

My latest thing is to put a :-p on everything I do. I'm going to react, then change my mind, one second I'm elated, the next I'm apathetic, the next I'm rebellious, the next I'm sad.

Well, at least I'm ALIVE. Which distinguishes me from 99 percent of humanity right now.

Who cares about being perfect? I'd much rather be alive.

What do you say to that, Player Girl? :-p

Is it Time for a Belief System Overhaul?

Here is a letter I received with a request for my advice. This is an example of a guy who doesn't need superficial help because nothing superficial is going to work for him. It's not going to matter how many "sets" he is prodded to approach. What's going on with him is much deeper than a little bit of social anxiety.

I don't have time right now, but when I get a moment, I'll go through his letter paragraph by paragraph and show you all how I would work with this guy if he were standing in front of me right now.

Life is definitely meant to be much more joyful than this!!

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Tonight was supposed to be my night to finally begin the journey of ACTUALLY turning over a new leaf in my personal life and my relationship with the female population. I was so excited to get a good hair cut, have some rather decent clothes bought for me, go out on the town, and FINALLY put into use what I've been reading my heart out for the last 2-3 weeks.

It's really quite ironic. I thought to myself, "I've been given the keys to all of my worries. All I have to do is unlock the door and walk through. I can't believe when I'm watching The Pick-Up Artist on VH1 and seeing these guys being HAND TAUGHT by Mystery, Matador, etc. and still choking. I won't be like that." I've read all the books, read all the horror AND success stories, watched the YouTube clips of live action, and done just about everything I can possibly do to prepare myself for the new life I'm about to begin.

I, quite simply, choked.

Since it was my friend's birthday, I went to meet up with her and another couple so that we could go start the evening. The VERY FIRST THING the birthday girl said to me was, "Oh no, you cut your hair! I TOLD YOU I like it better when it's long and you haven't cut it!" Great. $40 spent on an awesome hair cut (or so I thought) and I get cut down right off the bat by someone who's supposed to be one of my closest and most supportive friends.

Still, I attempt to maintain a positive energy heading into the night.

[Restaurant] for dinner. Not only do I not approach any sets, but my OWN FRIENDS pretty much ignore me the whole time and only stop to then turn to me and comment on how I need to drink more so I'll be talkative. Getting more and more beta by the second it seems.

We go across the street to [Bar]. TONS upon TONS of HBs everywhere. So many sets I could open, but I instead stick to my friends, sitting there at the end of a table talking to no one, nursing a drink and making chit-chat with whomever decides to take pity on me and talk. Even though I'm having a genuinely decent time with my friends, the fact that I mentally acknowledge the presence, logistics, and even PREPARE MY ROUTINES for all of these sets, and then walk past them without smiling or so much as saying a word, devastates me more than at any point before in my social life.

I feel diminutive. Inadequate. Self-conscious. It's basically a complete and utter meltdown on the inside. I proceed to have a few more drinks, get buzzed, and finally manage to string together a couple lines of dialogue with some fellow AFCs going in and out of the bathroom. Awesome. What a friggin' PUA I am...

Honestly, I wouldn't normally even tell anyone about this. I'd pretend like it never happened, roll on with my life, and live with the shame forever. I'd beat myself up for the next week, then feel sorry for myself, then probably eat until I gained another 10 pounds to add on to my disgusting body.

However, I hope the end result from posting this is that I will get some responses from others who have either been in my shoes and can maybe help me out of it, or someone who can just slap me silly and help me get out of my retarded head. Clearly, even though I spent the last week preparing and ensuring that I would be ready for this night, I couldn't pull the trigger when the spotlight was on. Something is not right. Even as I'm typing this, I can't BELIEVE that I honestly went that whole night and couldn't force up the balls to even do the simplest thing to put a foot in the right direction: opening a set. Even if it went nowhere and I prematurely ejectulated, at least I would've done that much.

Disgusting, just disgusting. I'm so ashamed of myself it's infuriating.

Erika asks some questions ... and would like some answers

1. a. Is it normal to feel intense heat in my body for about five minutes PRIOR to receiving messages on my iPhone from a particular person ... is this the Universe's latest version of specific ringer tones for specific callers?

1. b. What does the intense heat mean?

2. Is it normal to receive this autoreply when attempting to respond to a private message that I received on a forum? "Jesus has chosen not to receive private messages or may not be allowed to receive private messages. Therefore you may not send your message to him/her."

The Power of Your Vibration: More on Non-Verbal Seduction

Last night Player Girl (PG for short) and I went out to one of our favorite venues: Americano.

Earlier in the week, on Wednesday night, she and I went out to one of our other favorite venues.

The radical difference in our experiences during the two evenings is really instructive about the power of vibration (which is a person's "emotional resonance"), for both men and women.

Wednesday Night

On Wednesday night, PG was really upset about something. But she was resisting feeling her feelings. Instead of feeling them, she was running around in circles in her head. She was stuck in a "story." She was stuck in logic and analysis.

Honestly, it felt awful. I was tuned in to her, so I could feel all our energy up in the head space. It felt like my head was in a vice, with tight bands crushing my skull. The energy felt so, so heavy and painful.

To get some relief, I was trying to get her to ground her energy back in her body. She was relaying a story, and I kept saying, "I don't care what happened or what he was thinking ... how did you FEEL?"

For a moment, she would admit the feeling: sadness, disappointment, jealousy, confusion, outrage.

But then she would start arguing with the feeling. She'd say "but I have no right to feel that way." Immediately, we were back up in head space, going in circles.

So I said, "don't argue with your feelings, don't worry if they are justified or not, don't worry about what other people may think of your feelings, just FEEL them."

Finally, I grabbed her hand and started tapping on her karate chop point (Emotional Freedom Technique). Within three minutes, she started crying. She didn't want to bawl right there in the middle of the venue, so I requested that she do a bunch of tapping and crying once she got home.

Interestingly, we were not approached by any men the entire evening.

She did go home and cry though. She said she pretty much cried non-stop for the next 48 hours.

Friday Night

Last night felt entirely different. PG had released much of the emotional weight by using Emotional Freedom Technique on her sadness. We were solidly grounded in presence, in the world of feeling and intuition. It feels like being underwater almost, with everything moving languidly and in slow motion. It feels relaxed and quiet and sensual.

So when we entered the venue, I said: "Do you feel the space we're in right now, and how different it is than the space we were in on Wednesday night? This is Presence. This is my home, this is the world of feeling, this is the only space I want to hang out in anymore."

So what happened?

We sat at our little table sipping wine and eating appetizers, and we were approached by an endless stream of men. Probably 20 at least, including one guy that PG has had a crush on for a long time and who has never shown active interest in her before. Even when we were engrossed in conversation between the two of us, men would approach and stop and stand there.

The only difference between the two evenings was our emotional resonance and vibration, which had shifted dramatically because she was willing to feel and release her feelings from two nights earlier. Because she was willing to do that, everyone could feel our presence and openness.

It wasn't just men approaching either. Each time we wanted food or drink, a waiter or bartender would magically appear out of nowhere. Men delivered glasses of wine to us even after we had stopped talking to them and without us even requesting it, giving to us without expecting anything in return. It felt like the whole world wanted to be at our service.

The Same Principle Works for Men

Another very interesting thing happened. Before PG and I sat at our little table, we went up to the bar to get a glass of wine. While standing there, we were approached by several men, and I noticed a very striking contrast between two of them.

The first one approached and started talking to us. He initiated, and I immediately felt PG's body language shift away from him. She put up a little wall, and he got nowhere with us.

The second one approached and stood right next to me, on my right. PG was on my left. I felt the firm softness of his presence immediately. Then, much to my surprise because she virtually NEVER opens men, PG energetically reached across me and started a conversation with him. We talked to him for a while, and I noticed that his gaze was super steady, his pupils were super dilated, his presence felt sexual, and he seemed very relaxed. I felt an immediate deep connection. He and I talked again later. He has some connection with the seduction community, which I hope to learn more about soon.

Afterwards, I pointed out to PG the contrast in her reactions to the two men, and she had not noticed consciously. I said, "but do you see how you did notice UNCONSCIOUSLY, even if you weren't aware of it." Once I described everything I had noticed, she saw it too. She had not even noticed that she talked to the guy first, before he had even opened us.

This is what is happening ALL THE TIME, in all of our interactions with all people. What we do and say is far less important that what our vibration and emotional resonance is doing and saying. Most communication is silent.

Here is an earlier post about Hypnotica and non-verbal seduction.

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"Brother, there is no death"

Someone is helping me tonight. I can feel it. It feels warm and lovely.

This post is dedicated to the woman with stage four breast cancer that Matrix Guy told me about tonight. He was sad, and he wants to contribute. He wants to help.

So here are the links I would recommend as starters:

"Brother, there is no death"

Brother, there is no death. And this you learn when you but wish to show your brother that you had no hurt of him. He thinks your blood is on his hands, and so he stands condemned. But it is given you to show him, by your healing, that his guilt is but the fabric of a senseless dream.

"Sickness is anger taken out upon the body"

Sickness is anger taken out upon the body, so that it will suffer pain. It is the obvious effect of what was made in secret, in agreement with another's secret wish to be apart from you, as you would be apart from him. Unless you both agree this is your wish, it can have no effects. Whoever says, "There is no gap between my mind and yours," has kept God's promise, not his tiny oath to be forever faithful unto death. And by his healing is his brother healed.

Reiki healing - this woman is amazing, and she can do very powerful sessions over the phone.

Emotional Freedom Technique

Articles about cancer here, here, here, and here. Many more on the site - run a search for "cancer remission."

Articles about relieving the side effects of chemotherapy and radiation here. Many more articles if you run searches for "side effects chemotherapy" or "side effects radiation."

I have personally eliminated chronic health conditions with EFT, conditions that did not respond to conventional medical treatment, so I know what is possible.

I am sending out my love tonight to this woman and her three children, and praying for her return to full health.