Nicole Daedone

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The writings and musings of Nicole Daedone

What is “true” for men is often sold to women as universal truth. But women’s needs are not the same as men’s. The spiritual traditions that tell us to dissolve the self, to transcend the body, to strip away identity until nothing remains—those were made for men. Women are not here to dissolve.

Eros-informed is the capacity to work with arousal drive. It is an advanced ability that transforms and accelerates all would-be healing endeavors into creative acts, simultaneously advancing one’s potential for genius in a dual-track manner.

Eudaimonia or eudemonia, /juːdɪˈmoʊniə/) is a Greek word commonly translated as ‘happiness’ or ‘welfare’; however, more accurate translations have been proposed to be ‘human flourishing, prosperity'[1] and ‘blessedness’.[2] eu (good) daimon (spirit)

When you introduce the radiant flow of true desire, it moves out stagnant energy and replaces it with the sacred. 

Most people believe they want love—deep, full, overflowing love. But the truth is, most people can’t take much love.  It’s like pouring water onto desert earth—the water pools on top, unable to penetrate the surface. It cannot hold the nourishment it so deeply craves.

People are made up of moving parts—many drivers, many motivations.
What we call “manipulation” is, more often than not, an unmet need. A need someone does not know how to ask for directly.

To design a future, one must have a destination. True design works backward—you map from the endpoint to where you stand.

It is acceptable to be a sexual woman in our culture—but only within the right parameters. Be sexy, but don’t be too sexual. Be intelligent, but don’t be too embodied. As if those things are 
mutually exclusive.

To live artfully is to master the flow between inspiration and form, allowing desire to move through us unfiltered.
True fulfillment comes not from accumulation, but from the precision of what the soul calls forth. 

The Erotic view on asexuality is that there is no such thing as asexuality. Not in the way we conceive of it. We are in the throes of the universe making love with itself. We are sex.