The Stripper Chronicles: DAY BEFORE AUDITION

It’s the night before my audition & I’ve never been more moisturized (bless the coconut oil). My pussy is almost bald for the first time in like 5 years. It’s been a JOURNEY.

I’ve gone through several ups & downs since my last post. Moments of “oh shit I don’t think I can do this” & “what if I’m not actually cut out for this life”, followed by moments of “God literally called me to train & show up for this path, I’ve got this”.

I’ve been practicing dancing in the mirror for almost a week straight, practicing wearing my wig, practicing putting on false eyelashes. This is all so new to me, & to think I could buy the new things & wear them a few days before auditioning was quite naive of me.

I decided to give myself an extra 2 weeks of practice & preparation. Thanks to this, I finally feel confident in my ability to CRUSH this audition tomorrow.

I went for a hike today & had the thought “tomorrow’s not my audition. I’m going to get the job, so tomorrow is my first shift.” I started practicing my opening lines with customers out loud to myself: “today’s my very first day as a stripper! Want to go down in history as one of my first lap dances?” This brings in that sense of excitement while also taking the pressure of off me because they’ll know I’m new.

I’ve been super intentional about this whole process. I made stripper affirmation vision boards, blessed my money purse at the abundance altar, blessed my stripper heels, & have been in a continuous prayer with God to support me in this process.

I tuned in to my big WHY. Why am I pursuing this path?

I wrote an entire journal page full of answers to that question, which really helped re•affirm my decision. I’ll post them in a separate story.

Right now I want to take a moment to honor the radical sense of bravery that it requires to do what I am about to do.

To go into the club as a spiritual & energetically sensitive woman with massive respect for the sacredness of my body, to dance on stage in no more than a thong & fishnets, to grind on the wealthy laps of men who pay me abundantly, to be in an industry that is so ostracized by society, to say “fuck yes I’m going to market my sacred sensual energy in exchange for massive financial abundance to invest in my goals & I’m going to feel liberated while doing it!!”. This is SO BRAVE.

The stigma is that strippers have no self respect. I bet some of these strippers will have more self respect than anyone I’ve ever met. MYSELF INCLUDED! I have an abundant amount of respect for my body. I see this as an art form & a deeply intimate form of service.

I’m about to learn an entirely new way of interacting with the world. After tomorrow my life will never be the same.

It’s funny because I’m so big on authenticity, yet here I am about to embark on a journey with fake hair, fake nails, & fake lashes. It definitely feels a little strange. It also feels exciting, like I am getting to explore a new way of presenting myself. I’m excited to see what kind of people I attract into my field, because despite the fake adornments on my body, my heart & personality will still be one of the most authentic in the club & beyond. I see myself quickly rising to become a top earner, not because I am the sexiest or the best dancer but because I make people FEEL sexy, FEEL seen, FEEL celebrated & acknowledged in the ways they are craving.

I took myself into a meditation where I connected with the land upon which the club is built. I connected to the root systems of the plants, the surrounding trees, & the mycelium networks in the soil below. I prayed for this land to support me in whatever missions I am meant to embark on here. Let me serve the spirit of liberation. Let me serve the spirit of embodiment. Let me serve the spirit of vocal empowerment. Let me serve the spirit of sensual expression. Let me serve in whatever ways I am meant to serve here. I gave deep gratitude to the land for calling me to this energetic gridpoint to do such powerful work. I promised to give love to the surrounding trees & build some sort of abundance altar here.

I already created a sacred contract with the land. Of COURSE the club upon this land will offer me a contract now!

Life is about to change in a really big way. I can’t quite fathom it, but I can sense the energetic capacity for abundance increasing to true prosperity.

& it feels so good.