How to Make Love Out Loud

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I’m not asking you to disassemble your life.

I’m not asking you to live on the street or give your last dime to charity or replace your dark roast coffee with decaf (in fact, if decaf coffee is ever mentioned on this blog again: someone else is writing this blog).

I’m not asking you to somehow figure out a way to make up for what you didn’t do or could have done or should have done or should be doing now.

I’m not asking you to change houses or partners or jobs or religions or toothpaste.

But I am asking you.

I’m asking you to get your sexy self into a drenching, living, pulsing, saucy relationship with your spirituality, with your inner wisdom, with your soul, and I am further asking you to get really fucking loud about it.

I am asking you to trust that you are here for a reason, the reason being that you are an endlessly unfolding expression of the brilliance of Love (new readers: hey, babes – wow, you guys get better looking every time I peek up from the screen, nice job ;) – just to catch you up real quick: I use the word Love to mean your inner divine connection to the limitless energy of the universe, aka: your inner divine guidance system, call it whatever feels right for you) and the most important work you will ever do in this life will be to act that love out in the real world.

Where people can hear and see and taste you. (I totally just said that.)

I am asking you to live out the call of your soul, to pay attention and to stop monkeying around with what you know deep down is killing your wild, precious spirit and robbing you of the textured life you know you deserve.


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I know that’s heavy but I also know that you’re badass so I’m not afraid to go there.

Now, then. I wouldn’t blame you in the least if you said to me:

“Listen, Allison, I think you’re damn fine (hey, thanks) and I love your handknit hemp hat in that post you wrote about One True Thing (fierce, right) and I think you are the greatest writer who has ever lived (ummm . . . ) and I would love to have drinks later ( . . . yeah, so the thing is . . .) but here’s what:

Exactly who the hell are you to ask me to do anything??”


Okay, sure.

That’s fair.

That’s a fair question especially given the fact that there are many more ‘qualified’ people out there (Eckhart Tolle, The Dalai Lama and Amma all rush to mind . . . for some reason so does Bradley Cooper but that’s probably a whole other thing) who could ask you to step into an intimate relationship with a Love that is right this very minute guiding you to a higher expression of yourself in every way imaginable and will ceaselessly do so until you finally listen.

To someone.

To anyone.

You see, that’s the thing.  Love doesn’t reach for you through the big flashy stuff (usually, although if you ever come within a few feet of the righteousness that is Oprah Winfrey I’m pretty sure all of your noblest cosmic shit will spin into over-combustion and The Call will immediately become front-and-center evident, booming loud and clear and dazzling, and sparkly, colorful, star-studded, diamond-encrusted-things will fall from the ceiling).

No, beloved.

Love is subtle; she’s sly, she’s clever, she’s coy, she’s stealth. She wants you to notice her new haircut and how she moves down the stairs and the way the light falls across her face and the way she peels those naughty-good stockings off so achingly slow.

This beautiful inner energy wants to play with you, you guys. Making love out loud means getting in the game with your spiritual self and making it interesting, making it your own, making it real.

The relationship I’m asking you to work on with Love, with your Inner Divine, is the most powerful connection you can ever develop in this life.

“Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about the things that matter.”

– Martin Luther King, Jr.

And I get that I’m just some blogger poetess you hang out with sometimes. And I could use that as an excuse to not ask more of you when it comes to your spiritual commitment and living that love out loud where people can see it, hear it, taste it, rock out along side it.

OR: I could decide that I’m somebody. Maybe just barely enough somebody but that still counts because I’m still breathing and you’re still breathing and I’ll be goddamned if for whatever reason you and I aren’t staring each other in the mouth right this minute.

I’m somebody you seem to have taken at least a little bit of interest in (it’s the tattoo, isn’t it) because you are reading this. And for this one minute we have each other to hold on to.

No two souls come together by accident.

I believe in the sheer unstoppable force and clever magic tricks of Love to pull energy together when it is meant to come together.

That’s why I write this blog. That’s why I put this stuff out there.

Glory Begin is how I make love out loud.


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Sometimes it’s uncomfortable. Sometimes it’s hard. Sometimes it’s frustrating. Because I don’t just sit around cross-legged in the dark sucking up incense and avoiding the rest of my life. (Trust: there are times when that’s all I want to do all day and I have to fight every introverted cell in my introverted body to get out and do love-y stuff in front of people.)

Whenever you see something I publish, you are witness to the work that means everything to my soul to do. Doing work that matters is the most rewarding work there is.

So I am asking you to do your soul work, too.  To dig in to what is calling you from the inside, to decide for your highest potential, and then to go out and demonstrate.

Because intentions are lovely but they won’t be enough. Resolutions are charming but they won’t be enough. Even meditation and prayer won’t be enough. We need to take our relationship with Love out into the daylight. Spirituality is not a set of rules to follow, it’s an experience we dare allow ourselves to have with life. It’s action based on what we believe.

That’s how we make this a Love relationship.

People often tell me they have a hard time trusting their intuition. I can tell you exactly why that is. It’s because they never call it up just to chat. They don’t have dates. They never give their intuition a shot at having any say (try it: you don’t have to sign marital papers with your Inner wisdom, just let it pick the movie next time and see what happens) because they are so busy stabbing it with logic.

So why would this person and the Love they never get busy with trust each other?

The energy of your highest expression craves an intimate relationship with you just like a lover does.

You can’t learn to trust someone you don’t interact with. You can’t learn the moves if you never hit the dance floor.

It’s the same with your relationship to your inner wisdom. You learn to trust your connection to it a little at a time. You learn the signs when you pay attention. You learn what you are capable of when you try, when you put it out there, when you shake it up a little and allow Love to show you some absolutely breathtaking things.

I’m asking you to dare to live as though this is your time and everything is in your favor.


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I’m asking you to do it because you were designed to live a life that is rich and imperfect and thorough and in some way (you know the way, angel) invites you to demonstrate it through creative work, through art, through forgiveness, through un-following the people and things that hold you down.

Take the love that you are and make it out loud. Make it weird, make it awkward, make it sensual. Make it messy.

Make it your own.

Make it out loud.

Make it so good, babe.


(WAIT: Did anything diamond-encrusted just fall from the ceiling? )



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24 thoughts on “How to Make Love Out Loud

  1. Samira

    Perfectly gorgeous and wonderful blog post as always. I’m trying making love out loud and learning to trust myself. I’m blogging more and still fucking hesitate over the publish button but what the hell I’m doing it anyway. Love this post. Love you 💜💜💕💕😘😘😘 ox Peace Warrior

    1. Allison Marie Post author

      I totally feel you, friend. Mad props for showing up! More and more I’m learning that’s what matters more than anything else. Stay gorgeous and thank you so much for engaging. Means the world to me. ;) ❤️ X

  2. Brad

    Wowza my saucy lover! You are awesome. This is my favorite post of yours. You write with your own unique, saucy, playful and powerful voice. I admire your wisdom, words and bold expression. I want to be like you when I grow up!

    So much good stuff here Allison. I want to step up my love game. Thanks for the motivation. I do it with you on our playful comments, but I don’t do it much in life. Love wants to express her juicy self in me too.

    see you on the playground I hope. :)

    PS. would you consider changing your settings so that we don’t have to fill in our info just to make a comment. I would comment more if it was easier. <3

    1. Allison Marie Post author

      My gorgeous friend,
      WOWZA indeed – and I’m talking about you, babe. Your words, your presence, your bravery, your engagement, your love. I am so grateful for your presence and your energy in this place. I’m honored to grow up alongside you! :)
      I honor your commitment to up your game. It is not easy but it is what we owe ourselves. We are brilliant creatures every single one of us. Don’t deny yourself this beautiful life!
      And you know I’m always here for you. See you on the playground – I love that! XO
      PS – I am definitely going to look into the setting for comments, I feel terrible knowing it’s a hurdle. Also, just a little info: some people just leave their name and a comment without all the other stuff and it comes through just fine so you could try that if you want and we’ll nail this thing down! So much love and biggest damn HUGS to you, Brad. Thank you endless for your light.

  3. Darshith

    Hey Lovebird, I so loved your thoughts and words in this post <3 Your definition of Love and then about Bradley Cooper and the small humor here and there added spice to it <3 We all have to do the things that comes to us naturally, which makes us feel complete and gives a sense of satisfaction and love making is no different. Your thoughts are always unique and a treat to experience and I would definitely look at you, no, stare at you, for you tattoos :* <3
    Love, Darshith ;)

    1. Allison Marie Post author

      Hello, hello love, my sweet friend,

      Thank you so much for taking the time to leave your gorgeous comment! I am so thrilled you enjoyed this one, and that you and I share the same sense of humor. See – you totally get me. ;)

      Your words and insights are so beautifully expressed, I’m so grateful to have them. So often we fight what comes naturally when that is exactly what makes us unique.

      My tattoo seems to have a life of her own! I should have guessed it with getting a wing that she’s off and flying / playing / showing off, right. haha

      I am sending you so much, so much love and light all around endlessly, Darshith. Thank you for being here and being you. It means so much to me. X

  4. Liesl Garner

    This one? Maybe more than any of the others, and that’s saying a lot, because you get to me each and every time you put your words on paper – this one made me cry. And this time, not from a rush of acknowledgment and burbling to the surface, big, love feelings. This time because I ache a little with a desire to embrace my truth about my spirituality, that I don’t feel safe doing. I love my parents, and I will spend the rest of my life, I’m sure, understanding their love for me, but they are also of a particular faith that is not inclusive, that doesn’t see all roads leading in the same place, but only their road leading toward God, and all other paths leading away. As much as I want to be loud, and brazen, and full-mouth kissing in public with my wild and beautiful, unknowable but vibrant spirit core, I know that I would hurt them deeply. I am nearly 50 years old, Angel, and still struggling to be free and myself.

    Speak softly, Love! I have a long way to go, but could so use your support here.

    1. Allison Marie Post author

      Oh, angel friend,

      I am so grateful for your words and your honesty. I am not physically with you but I am witness to everything you have shared here and I’m so deeply touched. Please know this, and I mean it fully fully fully, “loud” is not the same for every one and it doesn’t have to mean anything you don’t want it to. We are all bold in some ways and mild in others and it depends on so very many things, many factors, too many for me to ever possibly fathom or speak to. I know this. Where you are is exactly where you need to be, beloved. Right where you are. Feeling just what you are feeling.

      It could be that “loud” for you at this time means allowing that ache just to be heard, acknowledged, held, sat with, even if it’s only privately inside yourself. Maybe loud is simply letting your whispers be heard within instead of silenced. There is no judgment here, baby love. Ever. No judgment of self or others. I think a lot of we creative folk are mammoths through our art in ways we are not in any other area of our lives. Art can be our “loud.” Art is holy and sacred, I believe.

      I honor your beautiful spirit, Liesl. You and I were kindred the minute we met and I cherish that. No accident. I honor your journey. I honor your ache. Thank you for allowing this to touch you. That’s the bravest thing I’ve heard all day. What you do with it is fully up to you . . . and your brilliant inner light . . . to decide. There is no rush.

      Right this minute I’m holding you in my heart (feel that? ;) ) . May all love surround us now. I’ve got you, babe. Peace, angel. Peace, peace, peace. Xxx

  5. Liesl Garner

    Dearest! I have read through this several times, and I keep crying over it. I keep feeling held and rocked through a stormy moment, and I treasure your ability to do that. Thank you!

    This morning as I wrote in my journal, I stumbled onto a vision of my soul as a baby being born, puttering and drowning, trying to stretch and claw through and up and break free to be able to breathe. I have a baby soul that is more like a stumbling toddler than the majestic, long-haired, grey-haired regal woman I see as spiritually wise. Because it has taken me so long to be born, I am spiritual baby-talk, and smearing crayons on the wall.

    To be born right here and now, and quiet and still inside this big, bold life. It’s not – it cannot be – for me – what’s on the outside. My living big and bold is about being true to the fact that I’m not IN – I’m not a part – but I can honor and cherish and love and adore those IN and not let the fact that they are IN become a burden to me and make me feel any way but grateful for where I am.

    I can be right here on my little patch of earth under this enormous canopy of sky and be my gorgeous baby soul, stumbling to learn to walk with outstretched, chubby hands, and knees good and ready to fall down and crawl.

    It has been a breakthrough of monumental proportions to see Living Out Loud for me as being Content to keep my Spirit Life inside my heart, and within the circle of Safe People who allow me to be me, and not feel the slightest need to justify my ideas or beliefs or even talk about them with people who are in a place where only they are right. I adore my family, but they are not safe to talk to about Spiritual Matters, because they always want to bring me back to their way of thinking.

    Perhaps, I can fly. That is all. That is what is in my mind right now. And thank you, Angel!

    1. Allison Marie Post author

      This. Everything about this, to me, is “out loud.” You dare, angel. You dare in your own exquisite way to touch a place inside and allow it to guide you. I am not being dramatic when I say that I am honored to witness you. Please know I could never respond with words robust enough to express how deeply your words here have allowed me to access a new place inside as well.

      We are the gift to each other Love had planned, sweet soul. There is no greater healing, no greater pleasure, no safer home.

      Much love to you, Liesl. Don’t you ever stop. Every move you make is grand. ;) Xxxx

  6. Carolina

    Oh Allison this is a wonderful post I couldn’t stop reading ! You are always amazing with your writings very inspiring! Lots of love my dear <3

    1. Allison Marie Post author


      Hello hello, my beautiful, beautiful soul sister friend. Thank you so much for your presence and for taking the time to engage. It means so much to me.

      Stay fierce, love. Big hugs and Big kiss,

      Allison Xx

  7. mandy bee

    this is BY FAR the best description of exactly what i believe – that i have ever witnessed! read or spoken. kudos to you and bravo for the way you said it, too. you had me at Love. I’ll be following ;)
    ps. when old souls speak it always sounds familiar, doesnt it…

    1. Allison Marie Post author

      Heyyy mandy bee,

      I love your comment and most of all because your amazing energy LITERALLY vibrates right through the screen! Thank you endless for taking the time to engage so fully, I am beyond grateful that this one served you well on your way. That is the very BEST. ;)

      P.S. 1000% Yes. What a damn fine thing to say. I am so honored to have your light here in this place. Thank you!

  8. Needhi

    Your post pleasantly surprised me and I have to say I love your honesty that comes through your post. And boy did I love this sentence: “Love is subtle; she’s sly, she’s clever, she’s coy, she’s stealth.” I have spent and continue to spend many days digging deep inside me and there are times when it is hard to love everything that comes my way. But I have learnt that if you are a willing and humble participant in this process of loving yourself and the world around you, it opens doors and horizons that one couldn’t have imagined.
    Keep Loving!

    1. Allison Marie Post author

      Hello beautiful Needhi,

      I am so grateful to you for reading and engaging. Your words and energy in this space mean so much to me, thank you. I love what you say about being “willing and humble” – that resonates with me so much. That really is the key isn’t it? Honoring and allowing absolutely opens doors.

      What a gorgeous comment! Thank you for your light. May we shine, may we shine, may we shine. Sat Nam. :)

  9. Mils

    As a previous commenter suggested, sly love is a beautiful phrase. But this, for me, is the heart of your piece:

    “Love is subtle; she’s sly, she’s clever, she’s coy, she’s stealth. She wants you to notice her new haircut and how she moves down the stairs and the way the light falls across her face and the way she peels those naughty-good stockings off so achingly slow.

    “This beautiful inner energy wants to play with you, you guys. Making love out loud means getting in the game with your spiritual self and making it interesting, making it your own, making it real.”

    Thank you for these lines: you write confidently, accurately, without ambiguity. Something I try and avoid for some reason: maybe the thesis of this post may begin to explain the conundrum to me?


    Oh, and thanks, also, for liking my latest post. A like makes me feel liked: I’ve needed quite a bit of that lately.

    1. Allison Marie Post author

      Hello, hello Mils,

      Thank you so much for taking the time to read, engage, and leave such a gorgeous comment. It really means a lot to me to know this post touched you.

      I am so humbled and grateful for your words. Bless you. :)

      I think it is so clever of you to take the message of this post and turn it into something you can use to further your own self discovery. Writing clearly is absolutely part of the thesis, that being: loud is clear, loud is not hiding, loud is not harsh or cruel, but it is sharp and firm. Hmmm now your beautiful thoughts have me thinking!

      Thank you so much again, your thoughts are dear to me. You and your thoughts are very much liked and appreciated, my friend!

      Stay gorgeous.


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