Desire is…

CONTENT NOTE: this post contains erotic and explicit writing

Desire is a plant with tendrils that reach and encircle, binding to you, wrapping around you, holding you in their embrace.

Here: desire is wrapped around your heart. You desire to be loved and adored, appreciated and wanted, the most important and beloved one.

Here: desire has woven itself around your soul. Oh to be seen, to be understood, to be known as the true you. A connection of soul to soul. Deep into your core.

Here: desire trails sensuous fingers over your body. Reaching between your thighs. Yes, there, where it feels exquisite and divine. This desire is hunger for touch. And for sweet release.

Desire changes and grows and flowers and dies.

Only for a new seed to take root and find a hold.

Entwining around your heart, your soul, your body; your blossoming joy.

What do you desire?

photo credit: Maike Bergold

Soul union

The impulse to create is an innate feature of human beings. So is the urge to leave our mark. From graffiti in public toilets, to great literary masterpieces; we want others to know we have existed.

The legacy of having children is common but that makes it no less miraculous and celebrated every time it occurs.

There are other creative options too.

How many of us feel we have a book within us?

Aside from wanting to be seen now, and the desire to leave something for future generations, there’s another need that creating something fulfills.

Being creative (in whatever form that takes) allows us to express something of our soul.

We are each a soul experiencing life in a human body. In this lifetime, we each get to experience the physicality and sensuality of having a body. We also have endless opportunities to experience the emotional aspects of being human. We can think and learn. We can question and explore. We can remember our soul selves and we can forget them.

When we create we are in union with our soul.