On holding the tension…

A paradoxical woman falling through the clouds and laying in the grass.

Libidocized - I don’t think it’s a word, but I’d like it to be. Eroticized is not quite it. What happens when we practice “libidocizing” our sensate experience? - meaning, what happens when we receive all sensation as pure life-force - loveable in it’s raw data without story.

I find it exciting to consider that when we practice holding the tension, whether it be uncomfortable sensations in the body or pleasurable sensations in the body, we build the capacity to metabolize more life force. Over the years of cultivating greater and greater tolerance for varietal and peak sensations, I’ve noticed how my physical health has improved, mental acuity has sharpened, and I’m more able to make a healthy decision instead of an old habit.

I am stoked about where this is going and it reminds me of what the ancient masters spoke of when they talked about circulating the qi.

The This Jungian Life podcast has an episode about polarity and holding the tension of opposites. I found it inspiring and helpful in explaining why I am attracted to friction and intensity. The distance between the poles creates the gradient through which energy flows. Like a multi-faceted battery with many + and - poles, we humans are a web of charged-up vectors - multi-dimensional power plants - and to the degree we allow ourselves to love the charge is the degree to which we may create in our lives.

Over time, our consciousness accumulates - as it must - so as to make meaning of pain (or pleasure).

May we continue to hold opposites…