Theoerotics … those that know (me) assume they know the answer, those that don’t, aquaintences sometimes ask, or smirk dismissively. Walking away making assumptions of the what, the how and the why. This blog has in the past adressed this topic and failed to uncover it’s dirty secrets. As this text will fail to uncover […]

We’ve been taught to suppress the body and it’s needs in favour of the mind, often desire is perceived as a dangerous distraction on the path to enlightenment. But what if I told you that the yearning, that ache in your soul, the Eros that throbs within you, is a direct line to the divine? […]

Something Beckons, and I Cannot Ignore It I didn’t choose this sacred path. I didn’t invent the desire. I didn’t plan the ache. I was called. There’s a whisper that stirs in my bones, a summons deeper than biology or identity. It comes like poetry at midnight. Like arousal during liturgy. Like longing that doesn’t […]

There Was a Time I Thought I Had One I used to think I had a sexuality. Like a wallet. Like a passport. Like something, I could carry around, present on demand to prove I belonged somewhere. Straight. Married. Monogamous. Male. I carried those labels like holy credentials, like keys to the kingdom. But they […]

There Are Loves That Rupture the World Some loves come quietly.Others tear the veil. In my life it is often the latter. I have ADHD – It is a superpower that is both a blessing and a curse. For me, it means living life amplified – Go big or go home. Feeling it all, all […]

What Happens After the Earthquake? After the theology burns… after the shame peels off like dead skin… after desire breaks through your carefully framed doctrines… Something astonishing unfolds. Communion. Not the liturgical kind with polished silver and pressed linens—though that too has its mystery. No, I’m talking about the messy, trembling communion that happens when […]

The Ache Doesn’t Leave—It Deepens My body slumps into the mattress, fallen from the cosmic heights of orgasmic bliss. Heart beating, ragged breath, sweat that streaks my heated skin like tears of relief. The event has passed, the euphoria fades … my soul cries out as I am overpowered by longing. After the touch, after […]