Love Energy

Wrapped In Morning by Patricia Robin Woodruff

Wrapped In Morning by Patricia Robin Woodruff

Douglas Hofstadter mentions, “… that wonderful tingling of two souls that we curiously call “chemistry”, and that the French, even more curiously, describe as ‘avoir des atomes crochus’, which means having atoms that are hooked together.”

Do these phrases mean that we intuitively know that when we are deeply in love with a person there is a deep down change in our bodies at the chemical level (or deeper still, at a subatomic/energy level?)  Is it because when we are in love we vibrate to the same frequency or are “tuned in” to each other?

This is a type of connection that is more than the mere physical, it is connection on an energetic level.  This is what I wanted to tap into in my book, Naked Morsels; Short Stories of Spiritual Erotica.  I was annoyed with erotic stories that were simply “jumping from bed to bed”, I wanted my stories to capture the ineffable thrill of real connection.  Delighting in one another’s body is lovely, but there is so much more!

Author Deepak Chopra talks about the connection between sexuality and Spirit:

“…[an] invitation to open our lives and our souls to ecstasy, recognizing it for what it really is — the experience of our own divinity.”

If you think of how the Universe was created in the Big Bang, all that energy flew out, swirling and coalescing into suns and planets and that energy became solid matter and transformed eventually into us.  If all of that energy started from the Divine, then we are all limited fragments of the Divine.  When we join with another in love, we become larger than ourselves.  We feel that connection to the Divine Source… Love.


Robin Rumi


Transcendent Sex in Literature

In my book of short stories, Naked Morsels, there are a few mentions of a blending, ecstatic experience where not only the lovers blend together, but they are merged with the beauty and awesomeness of the Universe/Spirit/Divine.  I have experienced this and it is so beautiful and so wonderful that I hope that by sharing the description that others may be able to reach there too.  Either you recognize what I’m talking about, or it sounds a bit crazy, so I was reassured to find others that describe this experience.

Dr. Jenny Wade had a similar sort of transcendent occurrence, which caused her to research it.  Her estimation is about 1 in 10 people have had this sort of transcendent event during lovemaking.  She wrote a book on it called, Transcendent Sex; When Lovemaking Opens the Veil.  Dr. Wade mentions an experience of a woman named Jenna, who described it as,

“Something clicked and I completely lost my sense of self,’ she says. ‘It’s hard to explain. It was as though I was transported outside my body and I lost myself, but simultaneously discovered something far bigger. I didn’t have any sense of “me” at all. Afterwards, I remember lying in Mike’s arms, tears running down my cheeks, suffused with a feeling of love for him and for everything. I don’t think I’ve ever had such an intense emotional experience, and it left me feeling incredibly centred, positive and strong.”

This is rather similar to my experience.  It caused me to look into the ancient teachings of Tantra.  I’ve read a little about this teaching from India, but I haven’t found a book that has really clicked with me on the subject.  There are a few spiritual teachers out there, who do touch on the subject, such as Osho.

“When love expresses through you it first expresses as the body. It becomes sex. If it expresses through the mind, which is higher, deeper, subtler, then it is called love. If it expresses through the spirit, it becomes prayer….
If everything goes well and sex is natural and flowing it is a beautiful experience because you can have a glimpse of the second through it. If sex goes really very deep, so that you forget yourself completely in it, you can even have a glimpse of the third through it. And if sex becomes a total orgasmic experience, there are rare moments when you can even have a glimpse of the fourth, the turiya, the beyond, through it.” – Osho

I guess that’s what inspired me to write my short stories in the first place.  In most books of erotica, I just found them to be rather devoid of emotional and spiritual connection, yet to me, that was one of the most important parts.  I’d love to hear of others who may have had a transcendent experience like this.

– Robin Rumi


Naked Morsels Hot off the Press

After ten years in the making, “Naked Morsels; Short Stories of Spiritual Erotica” is now published, rather co-incidentally, but happily on my husband’s birthday.  Certainly fair enough, since he provides me with enough inspiration.

For a juicy sneak preview, you can read the beginning of one of the short stories, Venus Rising, HERE.  Feel free to leave your comments.

After next week, it should be listed for $14.99 on Amazon and a eBook version available for Kindle and iPad, but right now it is available for a PRESALE PRICE of $11.99 (until Friday, June 20th) and you can only purchase it HERE.


Now you’ve got almost three weeks’ worth of steamy bedtime stories if you nibble them one at a time, or like a delicious box of Belgian chocolates, will you get tempted into consuming the whole thing?

– Robin Rumi

Sacred Moments and Time Out of Time


There are moments when the sacred seems to break through into the everyday world. Where you stand awestruck and know that you are in a sacred moment.  What indicates this to me is entering into kairos, what the Greeks defined as sacred time.  Wikipedia defines it as a moment of indeterminate time in which everything seems to happen.  When I am writing and “in the zone”, I have entered kairos.  It becomes not me writing but Spirit creating through me.

I couldn’t tell you how long giving birth lasted.  I was in kairos when my newly born son unfolded like a flower in his father’s hands. I knew that we were participating in an act of bringing a life into this world.  I was filled with awe, joy and gratitude.

When I participate in truly transcendent moments making love with my Beloved, I am in that same state of kairos.  There are no linear minutes, just this moment of true togetherness.  We are blended in our passion and joy in each other.  This is a sacred moment, as well.

Other sacred moments are when we stand transfixed at the beauty of a sunset or the grandeur of a cathedral or the awe-inspiring hush of an ancient sacred spot.  Again, the Greeks have a word for it, the aesthetic experience.  Where we sense and understand things deep in our soul.  We recognize the beauty of that place or moment.  We know we have touched Spirit.

I will be going to a spiritual retreat this weekend, which I hope to share with you next week.  May you have a Spirit filled weekend!

– Robin Rumi

Sacred Places

Sacred places



Some places you are told they are sacred, either lore about the spot, or it is made plain by the arching cathedral space or ornate building around it.  Other places you just know.  You can feel it in your bones or deep in your dan tien or your gut.  One such place was some sacred springs in Red Rock Canyon, Nevada.  There was nothing to mark the spot, but I could just feel it; how the air held the silence, and the peace filled me.

As I thought about it, it made sense.  The Willow Spring was a common stopping place for migrating Native Americans.  There was a small cave there for shelter and fresh water.  No surprise that nearby were some petroglyphs, handprints and symbols, their meaning now lost in time.  But whatever the meaning, it was clear to me that this was a place of gratitude for the water that made it possible to survive in the Mojave desert.

The second unnamed spring was the same way.  Surrounded by boulders and shaded from the heat of the sun, it provided a still oasis in the desert heat.  It was an answer to a prayer for me, since the day had grown unbearably hot.  I refreshed myself in the cold water.  A baptism of sorts, I felt renewed.  The desert is a place of marvels.  It is a harsh, pitiless place but beautiful right down to its bones.  So I added my gratitude to the energy of the spring and traveled on.

– Robin Rumi


Sacred Places and moving closer to Spirit

I saw in the news where a person  from a differing belief system led people to deface sacred stones in Russia.  These two stones known as the Maiden stone and the Goose stone have been held sacred for 5000 years.  The modern day miscreants spray painted “Idolatry is a sin” on the stones.  Their religion makes them think that their way is the only way, regardless that their great spiritual teacher, Jesus, gave them the Golden Rule, “Do unto others as you would have them do unto you.”

I have traveled to many different sacred spots and hold each in high regard, whether I am of that faith or not.  Regardless if the space is a cathedral altar or sacred grove, a Mormon sanctum or a Buddhist roadside shrine, it should be treated with respect.  Sometimes sacred spots get reinterpreted by the popular religion.  In the case of these sacred stones, they were probably sacred to the ancient Slavic Deity, Veles.  Later they were reinterpreted to be sacred because the story arose that this was where St. George fought the dragon.

Spray painting on someone’s sacred spot does not bring you closer to God.  It separates you from your fellow man.  It sends an egotistical message of “I am better than you.”    The sacred can be determined by what moves you closer to Deity: goodness, love, respect, kindness.  As the poet, Mary Ann Pietzker said,

“Is it true?  Is it necessary? Is it kind?

Although the defiler of the stones may have believed it was true and somehow thought it was necessary, it certainly was not kind.  Nor did it follow the message of love that was the core of Jesus’ message.  So as an affirmation for the week:

“I treat others with goodness, love, respect and kindness, putting myself in harmony with Spirit.”

– Robin Rumi

Photo of Maiden Stone thru Wikimedia Commons from Khakhalin

Photo of Maiden Stone thru Wikimedia Commons from Khakhalin

Walking the Winding Labyrinth of your Spiritual Path

Labyrinths go back in antiquity and across cultures; Greece, Europe, India, Egypt, early Native America, Russia etc.  People can confuse a labyrinth with a maze, but a maze has many different branches, whereas a labyrinth has but one path to the center and back out again. It is not a puzzle, but a meditative tool and ritual path.

One of the most fascinating collection of Neolithic labyrinths are located on an island around Russia:
They are thought to be around 3000 years old and seemed to have served as sacred ritual locations. They certainly are on my travel wish list.

Closer to home is the labyrinth at Four Quarters Interfaith Sanctuary near Artemas, PA. The process of traversing a labyrinth makes it obvious that they serve a meditative role. The rhythm of walking and the spiraling patterns moving in and out naturally produce a meditative state.  The Labyrinth at 4QF sits on the crown of a hill, overlooking the serene Pennsylvanian mountains.  It is 84 feet in diameter and its weaving 7 circuit pattern is  based on an ancient Cretan layout. Its mown meadow paths are slowly being converted to more permenant stone edging.

I have walked many labyrinths in churches, fields and woods.  Each time I find myself falling into that timeless state of kairos, sacred time.  It is as if the labyrinth is a path into spiritual dimensions, a way to untangle our thoughts, or a path to find ourselves.  As novelist Kate Mosse said,

“Pas a pas, se va luenh.
Step by step, we make our way.”

This also applies to our search for a spiritual path; sometimes we seem closer to clarity, other times it is still far away.  It can be seen as traveling  inward towards our spiritual center.  After we find spiritual wholeness, we journey back again into the world.

I wish you well on walking your spiritual path.

– Robin Rumi


Labyrinth at Four Quarters Interfaith Sanctuary

Labyrinth at Four Quarters Interfaith Sanctuary