A view from the road.
Yesterday my travels found me driving through Nevada and along the long vast, empty desert were some of the legal Nevada Brothels which I have heard about. A couple of years ago I read “Brothel: Mustang Ranch and its women” by Alexa Albert.
I drove by two that I could see from the road. Happenstance and the attached gas station had me stopping by the Cherry Patch II (http://cherrypatchwhorehouse.com). I desired to have a conversation with the other sisters whom I honor for their Service in the sexual living realm.
When I saw it was an authentic Nevada brothel I giggled, and danced in joy. This was it! This was a chance for me to get to know my sisters and share my gratitude with them. For me to hear from them what their relationship to their work is, and what it feels like for them.
At first I was giddy with the excitement of exploration. I walked up to the locked iron gate and pushed the button. Then a sense of being in a zoo came to me. Was I here to gawk at the women? I felt the bars with my hands as a middle aged woman came to see what I wanted. Her clothes were baggy and hanging on her. She shared with me that it was “company policy” not to allow anyone but clients into the space.
Perhaps this is because of “a firm no-woman policy to put a stop to the domestic disputes that broke out, disrupting business, when wives and girlfriends came looking for their partners” (brothel pg. 12) Perhaps this was to bring in as much money as possible. I can not say for sure. I only know how it felt to me.
Another book that comes to mind about brothels is “Callahan’s Lady” by Spider Robenson. A great look into a very unique brothel in the fiction world. Now there is a open, generous place!
Energetically I was stunned. After spending a few weeks in various Temples all over the Southwest to be looking at this picture. I was disheartened.
In the various Temples I have been blessed with visiting, conversations often roam to spiritual and conscious realms. Other brothers and sisters who practice these Arts are welcome to be in the space, and hang out in the classroom/lounge. In contrast to the view and feeling I just had at the Nevada brothel there is a general welcoming flavor (with the exceptions, and challenges I found at one point of my trip).
I asked the woman to please convey my gratitude to the women for offering their service to others.
I felt in my heart a true and painful sadness.
As my eyes took in the whole picture I noticed the structure was a old beat up mobile home parked next to the Bar. There were patches on the roof, and the whole thing felt ramshackle and unloved.
Where was the beauty? Where was the welcoming grace of the Goddess? Oshun a beautiful Goddess who loves opulence and sexuality was outraged.
I practiced out of a trailer for a year. I know how it can feel to create a Temple inside of a space which might not be optimal. Not the stereotypical social/economic standards for the beauty of the sharing…and yet in my heart there is always the welcoming, nurturing Love I have for each person who walks through my door.
I noticed how removed these places were. How isolated. To me I felt like, yes, you can have your sex, however it has to be in the middle of the desert.
People talk of legalization, and Nevada as a place of “see they have legalized sex work there”…and what I see…and feel energetically is pain. I saw how we segregate our sexual lives to “appropriate” spaces. …how unloved and under cared for these places can be.
I am moving from sadness to anger, and outrage. I am moving from disbelief to passionate affirmation.
This is why we have Sacred Sexuality. This is the deep crux of my journey.
I honor my sisters, who choose to work in these places. I hope it is serving them, to bring awareness and joy into their whole lives. I hope the joy of sharing the physical act with a willing participant touches the clients in their lives. I hope that clients of these women feel the healing and connectedness which can come from sharing such intimate energy. I hope they are able to transcend the monetary exchange for what lies beyond the gates of the Goddess. Seeing another person for who they are, and holding them in that time for the sacred journey that can be shared.
Namaste dearHearts.
