How often do we truly meet another, not with the intention to conquer or to possess or to prove,
but simply to experience? And more than that—to become.
To step out of the roles we’ve been given and allow ourselves to be unmade and remade in the heat of another’s body, in the friction of that encounter. Because we’ve built a culture around the opposite, around tightening and controlling, around hoarding and hiding.
Men, especially, are taught to think that their power lies in the hardness of their bodies, the rigidity of their desires, the imposition of their will.
And women, for centuries, have been left to bear the burden of this story, their bodies made into battlegrounds, their desire treated like a threat, their pleasure like a secret shame.
But there is another way, one that requires stepping outside of these narrow, binary scripts, a way that invites us into the fullness of who we are.
-Excerpted from the Consort book