"Love tells me I am everything; wisdom tells me I am nothing; In between the two, my life flows."


What is Intimacy?

What is Intimacy:

Is it – to pray with the body, to move with the spirit, to bow and expand and purify? Is it – the closeness of space, knit carefully as womb and child?
Is it – the cry of birth? Or the redeeming liberation that exalts the heart and breath and spinal coil?
Is it – a circle – a ring of truth and love – a vow as solemn as time is empty?

Is it the home of the soul – where its independence and roots meet?
Or the unconscious – through which, we become?

It is both knowledge and the unknown, doing and the undone, silence and the song of songs. Where dissolution and form meet and part in fullness and flow, she rises like an elemental energy, an alchemist’s eye, a spiral and fount of intuition and transformative grace. She is the one and only – a link between self and other, a creative essence, and a spark of transmission.

Her fury, like her power, is both symbolic and transcendental – a vestige and trace of the confusion and ignorance between oppression and repression as god and image dance, and nature and history interpenetrate.

Through and beyond the senses, can you behold the shimmer of her veil, the music of her voice, the force of her nakedness, the radiance of her guidance, and the miracle of her destruction?

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