Creativity and Sexuality.
Creativity and Sexuality
It's everything. And it's in everything.
It’s the force that animates all of life, all living beings, creatures and nature.
It is nature.
It is life itself.
It is the generator. Always humming, creating, accumulating and appreciating.
It manifests through us all.
We are instruments.
Hollow. God is the great conductor. Love. Soul. We are played by Spirit moving through us. Our song. Stories. Art. Sex. The language of soul.
Spirit's playground.
Our sexuality and creativity when we are young is boundless, spontaneous expression.
Pure. Innocent. Wild. Free. In every texture, hue and form.
No separation. Only openness. An orgiastic expression of God.
We become self conscious. Comparison. Judgement. Right and wrong. Good and bad. Too much and too little. Needing permission, validation and approval, love. Am I allowed? Am I wrong?
Guilt. Sin. Poison.
Shame. The ultimate destroyer.
Draws us in. Death. Destruction. Pressing down and in. Oppression, repression, depression. Ill health.
It's not too late to return to innocence.
Courage. Vulnerability. Willingness.
There's something more.
Flowing.
Making art. Making love.
Art. Love.
Art is an expression of love.
Now. Oneness. Non linear.
A void, chasm, limitless potential and possibility. Infinite. Divine.
All about relationship. To Self. How is your relationship to your sexuality and creativity? To your lover(s) or partners? To your life and the world?
The force is in everything. The greatest electricity ever! The hum of life!
It flows. Something ravaging, strong, awesome, like a storm. Gushing and ripe. A hallelujah and celebration.
We like that!
Yet, we forget cycles. All of life. Day and night. The seasons. The moon. Woman.
And the life, death, life cycle. Samhain.
We are afraid of Death. The not knowing. Gone. The void.
And yet our creativity and sexuality have their own cycles.
We like the grand dramatic hallelujah one don't we!?
We are quite addicted to that part. And yet…
Sometimes we are in the 'death' part of our cycle.
We pull away, judge, separate, broken, wrong, avoid, bitterness, resentment, frustration.
We pull away from our partner and life.
Can we instead lean in?
Listen. Pause. Become quiet. Have patience.
The greatest intimacy.
To stay with = To love.
Why?
I believe the fuel of these forces is desire.
Yearning. Longing.
These are soul qualities.
Can we stay with, become intimate with them?
We are quick to give them away. The quick fix.
There's nothing wrong with this. But it doesn't sustain us.
If we stay with, become intimate, then we stay in the unknown. It's messy. The 'I don't know'. No control. Chaos.
Chaos is the realm and rhythm of all creativity and life.
Eros is born from here. It's the first primordial God to manifest. One foot in each world. An affirmation of life and an appreciation of Death.
The little death.
The great nothing.
It settles in the heart.
Desire.
It invites us, if we want, to live an erotic life. To let darkness pull us into its mystery, its initiation.
Soul realms. Depth. Substance. Rich wisdom.
Desire is connected to pleasure. The experience of the fullness of life.
Through the senses.
The link, veil, between us and the world.
Sensuality. Innocence.
The ground of all experience and non separation.
From here we respond. A creative response. To what excites us, our Spirit, thrills us, turns us on.
The stimulus of life. Can we listen to the responses that are quieter? Make our playground richer?
The unknown again!
Theatre. Senses and Spirit roused. Heightened. Quiet mind. Presence. Being made love to by the music. Being touched. So important. Reconnect to God, Soul, Love.
We need to be roused from our slumber. From sleepwalking through our lives. Roused from the dullness of a mind caught in poverty and unappreciation. Roused from the, quite frankly, masturbatory me, me, me of navel gazing!!
May we be reanimated.
May we surrender to our wildness and give more attention and devotion to these intelligences that move us, through us, in us.
Live on the edge. Dangerous. Exciting. Thrilling. And freedom.
So stop editing your creativity. Stop editing down your sexuality. Stop turning down the fuel, saving it for later or a special occasion. Stop censoring your voice, your expression, the absolute, limitless range of infinite potential of who you are. Stop, ultimately, editing your life!
So take life as your lover. Let it ravage you. Live turned on. And most importantly, never stop being in relationship with these parts of you. They are you.
