Recovery of the erotic

​Our bodies — the sacred site.

In and through them, we become conscious,

and consciousness expresses, feels, and re-members itself.

This is where life experiences life.

Bodies matter. Bodies know. Listen to bodies.

Restore the balance. Heal the split. Re-member wholeness #bodymind #bodymindspirit



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The Erotic

Fast forward a decade...

11 years ago, after I pushed boundaries as an undergraduate, writing about #neardeathexperiences and the survival of #consciousness, at Master’s level, I chose to explore another taboo: the #erotic



Theology and the erotic — lifeforce, intuition, creativity — remain uneasy companions. Even now.



But imagine the world we could live in if theology, religion and the institutions shaped by them truly embraced the erotic as sacred, rather than suppressing it.



As I wrote ...

"This lifeforce is fluid, dynamic, transforming. It is not settled but is continuously revealed.

The erotic in the imagination leads to further creative imaginings. In love, there is no possession or control or wanting to change the other. There is an encouragement of retention and relationship with differences.

The erotic is revelation from bodily knowing and a cultivation of mutuality and justice"



Imagine this valued. Imagine this as sacred.



Nearly two decades on…

It’s been almost 20 years since that work, and lived, direct experience has become my greatest teacher—surpassing academia as my primary way of learning and making meaning.



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Waiting

I’ve written books, edited anthologies, and shared what I’ve learned with others.

But now, I feel the quiet pull again — to return.

To research.

To contribute. To understand on a deeper level.

To give more. To reach more.

For more meaning to be revealed.

I’m patiently waiting for the next step to unfold --

as it always does. Unexpectedly.

With grace.

In its own time. The harder I push the longer it takes.



My life moves in spirals, in cycles --

always returning to the same truths, but each time with new depth, new awareness, new meaning.

And so I wait.

For life to reveal what’s next.



The absence of the erotic in my life is a signal that its recovery is on its way.