The Erotic View on Archetypes

In erotic relating, we seek to experience all parts of ourselves and the other.
Archetypes move through us constantly, some familiar, some strangers at the door. We grant some free passage, while others remain locked away, exiled to the margins of our awareness.

The breadth of what we allow reflects the depth of our erotic intelligence.

Erotic energy is a kaleidoscope, ever-shifting, revealing new combinations. When two archetypes meet—when, through you and another, an ancient energy finds its long-awaited counterpart—there is a moment of profound relief.

To experience this, you allow yourself become the conduit, the switchboard through which these forces flow. This requires an attunement to what you habitually suppress—the impulses you smooth over, the ones you
file away as too much,
too strange, too unbecoming. 

Women, especially, are trained to package even their rawest instincts into something digestible. Those impulses held down are doorways into your full erotic expression. Trace them back to their source. 

If you are lucky,
you will find yourself on unknown shores. You look up at a lover, and suddenly,
the familiar
script dissolves.

The hardest are often not the dark and wild, but the simply unknown ones. Embarrassing ones. Instead of stifling it, you let it through. You watch what rises in him in response.

This is consort practice—not between two fixed individuals, but between two vessels for something larger.
It is the interplay of energies that have been waiting lifetimes to collide. To be eroticized back into
the home of your soul.