The Tantrika anointing oil has some pretty great stories from back in the day. They are woven into the lore of this work.
In fact, I was just sitting on a back porch on a balmy spring evening giggling with a bunch of ladies about one of these stories.
So, I thought I’d share.
Once upon a time, I had just formulated this oil and before I’d named it or even had proper packaging, I wore it to the Orange Peel to see Michael Fronti play. About 20 minutes after arriving, folks were coming up to me asking what are you wearing? I told them it was a new formula, they begged me to sell them some, so I did. I probably just drew a heart on a label, stuck it to the bottle, and handed it over at a coffee shop. The feedback I got was a total gem — I should sell this oil with a condom. Omg, I loved that.
Then there was the time I brought this formula over to a pal’s house out in Madison County where a whole bunch of us who had just split up from our husbands were hanging out. It was a heavy time for us, and it felt good to have each other’s company. I passed the oil around, just like hey this is a new blend I’m trying out, and as it went around the circle a chorus of oooooh and ahhhhhs erupted, bouncing through the cove and coaxing our joy back to the surface. We smeared the oil on, laughing and feeling good.
As soon as I got labels and started selling these oils, I helped start Flow gallery in Marshall. The other members and I were always hanging out there, talking and collaborating. Once day while a bunch of us were there a couple came in. The man looked around and then went back out to lean on his motorcycle, but the lady kept shopping. She paused at my oil display, put one of the oils on, and left to join her guy. They hugged, but then he took her shoulders abruptly, held her away from him, spun her around, and nudged her back into the shop. By the time she walked back through the door, she was blushing down to her toes. We all leaned in and asked what did he say? Still blushing she told us he said what is that, go get that! And I said, it’s The Tantrika and it sounds like you should get the big bottle, all of us dying laughing.
I could go on and on with these.
I’ve sold this oil to couples heading to their honeymoon with reports that the bottle never left the bedside table; it made their trip.
But I’ve also sold it to people who felt lifeless and alone. And they reported that their creative energy re-ignited, and that they could feel ever-present divine love again.
I trust these stories, and you already know why.
Because most of you, and most of the people in these stories, connected with the oil before knowing its name or intention.
That’s why I offer the archetype readings as a blind smelling.
I want your sensory wisdom to weigh in, your limbic brain, your psyche and your subconscious, to resonate with this oil before your bossy frontal lobes make the call.
When you smell the oils without looking at the labels and resonate with one of them, it means something.
First of all, it means that you have many avenues of “knowing” open and available to you, and that you’re using them. This alone is a good sign.
You’re ready to tap into this facet of your wisdom in a prominent, intentional way.
Sometimes your life requires a specific wisdom, and the scent of the oil and its archetype can tell you which.
So, if you have a Tantrika story, I’d love to hear!
If you’re dying to smell this oil, please do.
And if you’re ready to know your prevailing wisdom by sitting with me for a reading, you’re invited.
love and fifteen years,
xo
kv
