😫Ready to turn pain into pleasure, darling? 🥳Forget everything you think you know about those mysterious, circular marks on the backs of A-listers and athletes.
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.This isn't some new-age fad; it’s a practice older than regret, a universal language of relief spoken by empires.
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· In Ancient China (c. 3000 BC): The OGs of wellness were using bamboo cups to get their Qi (that's your life force, baby) flowing smoothly. Blocked Qi? More like a bad day. They fixed that, laying the foundation for a global phenomenon.
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· Across the African Continent: Traditional healers were masters of intuition, using carefully hollowed-out animal horns. The technique was raw and intimate—the healer would place the horn, create suction with the power of their own breath, and quickly seal the tip with their tongue. This powerful connection between healer and patient was the original soul of the practice.
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· In Ancient Rome & Greece: Even the buff, toga-wearing philosophers weren't just talking about aches and pains—they were fixing them. The legendary Hippocrates himself prescribed cupping for everything from internal disease to structural pain. The Romans, never ones to be outdone, adopted and spread the practice across their vast empire, using bronze cups to soothe the muscles of their legendary legionnaires.
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We’ve evolved from those primal beginnings to the dramatic, fiery passion of modern fire cupping and the precise control of manual pumps. So, how do you like your suction?
The result? A heavenly release from pain, a fierce battle against inflammation, and a post-therapy glow that rivals botox.

Yes, you’ll sport some temporary love letters from the cups—a small price for feeling like melted, blissful butter. Intrigued? We’ve only just scratched the surface of this globe-trotting history...
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https://ckiaranation.com/suck-it-up-buttercup-the-truth-about-cupping/

I am a liberated woman, not religious but spiritual, and a conservationist of ecology & pro advancement! I believe in understanding rather than “tolerance.”

I am also a Philosopher. My philosophies are mine and open to growth. I’m not asking anyone’s permission to enjo myself. I only apologize for myself when I am wrong!

I love being in candlelit rooms filled with the fragrances that permeate the air.
There is the sensation of skin touching the skin, the sight of the flesh of different colors contrasting in erotic fantasies brought to life.
Indeed, life itself can be one great fantasy, brought to life if you accept that which has been given you and that which is there. Ecstasy is a simple personal creation...

Obey the needs of the body! We are infinite beings of energy needing recharge...

We are indoctrinated against everything that inherantly natural & our goddesgod-given femininity...

I, personally, do not wish to compete with men nor prove to them a thing! They are of no importance to me if they have no understanding or respect for themselves & wish to dominate control, judge, prey on the feminine. I am not interested in dealing with such men in any capacity! Men who think other men who shower a woman with gifts, who respect and honor a woman by giving her something for her time are, tricks, or Johns, or whatever they call these good men with first names.

Yet praise, the men who lie, cheat,steal virginities, inpregnate & run notches on belts...
I will not waste energy hating them or putting all men in a basket where there’s, 🍎 & 🍊s...
Read more: https://www.ckiara.com/blog/