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


Fires Rising; Transforming the Things That Hold You Back

What was I doing dancing and drumming all thru the night for three solid nights?  I’m not really a evening person.  My family jokes about “night fell kathud” because it’s like a great big weight just drops on me at some point in the evening.  So why would I do this?

The amazing reason is Fires Rising, an event designed by Magnus and Abbie Spinner McBride.  It is based on the idea of Alchemical Fire Rituals, where you psychologically pass thru the stages of transforming things that hold you back.  You focus on changing your “lead” into “gold”.  Chanting, moving and dancing help you go thru your conscious mind and into the subconscious mind to dredge up things that are holding you back.

Fires Rising is held at Four Quarters Interfaith Sanctuary of Earth Religions near Artemas, PA.  I pushed myself to move and dance, and when I was tired I sat and drummed.  All this creates a mental space where your conscious mind gets lulled and messages and insights from the subconscious are able to be heard.  It is also a wonderful bonding experience with kindred spirits.  Nobody takes themselves too seriously (although it is serious psychological work), there is a lot of laughter and silliness, but interwoven are moments of deep sorrow.  Moments when people open up their hearts and share their burdens and the love of the group can provide support and ideas.

Sometimes I danced and listened to the words of the songs, other times I just kept trudging around in a circle, joining in the repetitive chanting and letting my mind wander in the beat of the drums.  There were rituals interspersed throughout the night, designed by the participants to share their understanding of the emotional alchemical process.  These sometimes provided additional insight.  I watched the moon set and the fire’s sparks rising up to mingle with the sparkling stars. The first night we dress in black and our inner journey is to identify our “lead”, find the things that hold us back.  The second night we dress in white, this is the fluid stage where we seek solutions.  On the joyful third night, we dress primarily in red, with bright gold and sometimes other jewel colors and we rejoice in each other’s journeys and solutions.  As I realized while I was dancing, it holds some similarity to the Native American Sun Dance ritual, but with a lot less pain and lots more laughter.

Like the poet, Jewel Mathieson said,

“WE have come to be danced
not the nice invisible, self conscious shuffle
but the matted hair flying, voodoo mama
shaman shakin’ ancient bones dance
the strip us from our casings, return our wings
sharpen our claws & tongues dance
the shed dead cells and slip into
the luminous skin of love dance”

"Fires Rising" watercolor by Patricia Robin Woodruff

“Fires Rising” watercolor by Patricia Robin Woodruff

May you be transformed!

– Robin Rumi