Body on Fire
On Healing the Primary Sexual Wound
Dear Reader;
I am a sixty-six year old woman. (This recent photo was taken with soft lighting, trust me.) I was married for fourteen years, and have birthed three beloved children. I am a conduit for sacred writings. I am an energy worker, who has known the privilege of working with thousands over the course of my lifetime. With every passing decade, Spirit calls me deeper in my focus and my vision.
Why then am I repeatedly called to offer energy medicine for healing the primary sexual wound? Why do I care? Why not advocate for the release of all attachment to sensual expression, to focus upon matters of the spirit instead? Are we not told that our desires are the root of all suffering?
Today, on this very day, if we were to scan the news, both mainstream and alternative, we would find a vast range of heartbreaking stories.
Meta (as in Facebook/IG) has been called to task for enabling child pornography.
A huge dam in the Russian-controlled area of southern Ukraine has been destroyed, unleashing a flood and leading to the evacuation of thousands. Ukraine's military and Nato have accused Russia of blowing up the dam, while Russia has blamed Ukraine.
In France, a man screaming, “In the name of Jesus Christ”, stabbed four young children at a lakeside park in the French Alps on Thursday, assaulting at least one in a stroller repeatedly.
The Supreme Court of Canada will not hear the appeal of an Alberta woman who was unwilling to be vaccinated against COVID-19 in order to get a life-saving organ transplant.
Oxfam published a cartoon which ignited a row about transgender issues with critics saying it was misogynist, using an image resembling the bestselling author JK Rowling.
Every one of these events, and many, many more, have underlying roots in the primary, human sexual wound.
Sexual shame and trauma driving the misalignment of adult sexual energy toward children.
The unconscious masculine playing out on a global scale, driven by dominance, pride and control.
Religious doctrine, its very essence steeped in shame, entwining with mental health collapse and tragedy.
The institution of Western Medicine, rooted in the rejection of the Earth-based feminine, punishing a woman in order to crush her power of choice.
The radical trans movement continues to rise in opposition against feminists, walking a battleground of rage and surgically removed body parts.
And the theme running like an underground river beneath all of these is the same: a shattered trust in Divine Nature, in human form, in Beauty. The denial of peace, freedom and autonomy, and the danger of surrender to ecstasy and joy.
Deep and complex subjects, yet they hold all the meaning we seek.
What we fail to see is that physical, intimate expression is only the tip of the iceberg. Beneath the surface of the water lies our vast capacity for creativity, permission, empowerment, expression of voice and heart. In its highest form, the impulse to know Bliss is to know Source, which is why we are more vulnerable in our sexual expression than any other aspect of our being.
Where we encounter wounds, we open doors to parallel blessings, of equal or greater expansion.
To heal the primary sexual wound of humankind is to turn our vision toward Creation, toward the recognition that we were born to embrace this electrical life force energy, in its highest, Sattvic form.
BODY ON FIRE - excerpt Let us begin with choosing a perspective to help us remember who we are Once upon a time we knew our self to be a fragment of light within an infinitely expanding and contracting expression of Light We knew nothing but this perfection and the light was our body and our body was the Light and in these waves of life we felt ourselves to be endless and immortal and in this way we knew Source we knew God in whatever way we choose to name this utterly comprehensive and radiant Love Think of it as being a part of an exploding star which ceaselessly begins ends and becomes itself over and over and over again In this place there was no possibility of judgement of doubt of blame of exclusion for these qualities only exist in separation They were words we did not know how to speak vibrations we did not have the capacity to feel And one day we made a choice to know something that was Other other than exploding light other than existential Oneness other than seamless expression and it was a choice and in that choice was a great power a great willingness to know what is true by daring to witness what is false Our means to claim this experience was to incarnate into a material realm rooted in awareness of separation of polarity of opposites and in-betweens Like the King who gives up his throne to know the poor and the Pauper who seeks the magic of claiming his majesty we agreed to this dance and we were cast out into the emptiness of space and time released from the All we had known and we were born flesh and bone blood and tears hunger and excrement youth and age love and loss trust and fear And in our state of Other for the first time we knew abandonment separation and the sheer cold terror of forgetting who and what we are We even forgot to realize the profound courage of such a journey of such an immersion into all that we are not and as babies thrust from our mother’s womb the air was harsh on our steaming skin as we looked for her reached for Her for our way back into Her and the safety we knew before our souls took a body and said yes we will live a life this way and one day we will remember Love Our mothers in their bellies and their breasts gave us all they could to ease our transition to life There were many gifts the gift of sight the gift of touch the gift of hearing the gift of movement the gift of taste the gift of emotional sensation the gift of knowing and growing the gift of the desire to create But perhaps the most familiar gift the one pure reminder of who we are as shards of exploding light was the gift of our sexual nature the electrical force expressed through sensual arousal charged vibration and above all a sharp, sweet sense of union reunion a coming back together from the state of Other into the state of One One with Self One with Source and One with another soul expressed through another body in a common remembering of Love We called this electrical energy Sex because it needed a name so strong was its presence and yet we named it from our limited consciousness as Other We named it as a part of separation and we failed to see that it was not separate from anything that it is in everything in every breath every cell every knowing which calls us to create to mate and to birth another Other to bring another human experience into form through the electrical essence of our own and in its vast creative power this which we have called Sexual power we began to fear it from the day we gave it a name...
If there ever was a moment when vital passion is needed to be called forth to ease our weary hearts, it is Now.
If there ever was at time to broaden our awareness of Permission and Creation in all the layers of our lives, we are in that time Now.
We are ready to be done with fear and control; we are asked instead to invite our deepest will to imagine, to caress, to love and hold, and to create with delight.
And this is why I do what I do. This is why I love to teach, learn and witness Love itself as a state, a frequency. This is why the awakened life force knows no boundaries; from infancy to death, it is our birthright.
Yours, mine, and ours.
much love, Adi