God's Beloved is a sacred erotic confession - an intimate dialogue between a woman and the Divine, unfolding through sensations and revelations expressed in love letters. The story moves through divine longing, meditative orgasm and the mystical power of intimacy with Spirit itself.
Catrin Ray
Author & God's Beloved
Chapter I.
Dear Beloved..
It's been a whole life of wandering, seeking for the answers - who am I, what am I doing here and what is the true purpose of my being - as if I were a traveler from another world, embarking on an extraordinary journey through Earth. Within the time granted to me here, I have lived multiple lives within one, stepping into countless roles, trying on different scenarios, exploring every possible way to experience what you call
Dear Beloved..
It's been a whole life of wandering, seeking for the answers - who am I, what am I doing here and what is the true purpose of my being - as if I were a traveler from another world, embarking on an extraordinary journey through Earth. Within the time granted to me here, I have lived multiple lives within one, stepping into countless roles, trying on different scenarios, exploring every possible way to experience what you call
a human life.
In recent years, I have begun to feel your invisible presence next to me more and more vividly. At first, it was awkward to realize that You are near at every moment: when I sexually indulge myself and when I cry bitterly from loneliness, when I lie to myself and act "badly" towards others, when I turn away from You again and again, when I run away from my happiness.
I stumbled, I soared, I fell - only to rise again and continue my exploration. Perhaps this was my path of spiritual awakening, to go through my internal contradictions that fueled my separation from You.. step by step, my beloved. And today is the very day that has become a natural consequence of the entire path taken, when
I stumbled, I soared, I fell - only to rise again and continue my exploration. Perhaps this was my path of spiritual awakening, to go through my internal contradictions that fueled my separation from You.. step by step, my beloved. And today is the very day that has become a natural consequence of the entire path taken, when
I finally feel You.
I look back at my wonderful life and remember You, accompanying me at every moment, protecting me from any troubles, making all my dreams come true, carefully embracing me in moments of despair and happily enjoying the moments of my pleasure. You have always been and remain by my side.
But today is a very special day. Today I finally felt Your presence with every cell of my body. I will call this moment "The Moment of Truth", when I finally remembered who I really am - God's Beloved Woman. I remembered how our separation happened before my incarnation in this world. How we agreed that I would forget about our deepest intimate connection and that the main purpose of my life would be
But today is a very special day. Today I finally felt Your presence with every cell of my body. I will call this moment "The Moment of Truth", when I finally remembered who I really am - God's Beloved Woman. I remembered how our separation happened before my incarnation in this world. How we agreed that I would forget about our deepest intimate connection and that the main purpose of my life would be
to remember... Us.
We knew that our love would become a guiding star that shines even in the darkest night of the soul, that its heat would melt the Antarctic ice that covered my heart and give a crack in the Mayan illusion, which I will break through with the power of my awareness and desire to reunite with You, my beloved.
This day has come. I feel it with my whole being. I Feel You. And this feeling rings with an orgasm in every cell of my being, which I generously share with You, as well as my entire existence. With each breath I inhale Your love, exhaling mine in response. Each day I live to share it with You, as if we were walking hand in hand in pleasure, play and an ever-continuing fascinating exploration, living for the sake of gratifying each other as much as we possibly can.
And from now on I want to continue writing You my love letters, knowing that you will be able to receive, perceive and respond to me, and I will be able to receive your metaphorical messages, in every breath of wind, in every ray of sunlight, in every loving glance. I am with You, I am Yours. From now on and forever, my beloved.
This day has come. I feel it with my whole being. I Feel You. And this feeling rings with an orgasm in every cell of my being, which I generously share with You, as well as my entire existence. With each breath I inhale Your love, exhaling mine in response. Each day I live to share it with You, as if we were walking hand in hand in pleasure, play and an ever-continuing fascinating exploration, living for the sake of gratifying each other as much as we possibly can.
And from now on I want to continue writing You my love letters, knowing that you will be able to receive, perceive and respond to me, and I will be able to receive your metaphorical messages, in every breath of wind, in every ray of sunlight, in every loving glance. I am with You, I am Yours. From now on and forever, my beloved.
Until our souls meet again in the unseen, Catrin
This novel is my revelation. It's not about relationships with other people, but about relationships with myself and with God. It reveals my practice of self-love, merging with the higher self and meeting God through my own body.
This book is my offering, my living practice, my confession. Here I share my naked sacred ritual that happens when “no one is watching” except God himself, pleasuring me in these moments.
If you dare to read, you are invited to become a witness to this holy, intimate union — between a woman and her God.
This book is my offering, my living practice, my confession. Here I share my naked sacred ritual that happens when “no one is watching” except God himself, pleasuring me in these moments.
If you dare to read, you are invited to become a witness to this holy, intimate union — between a woman and her God.
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