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…
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?…