Rewired by the Erotic Liminality
About ancestral patterns
Sometimes, limiting and detrimental or draining patterns appear to be so sticky that no matter the shedding through spiritual or self developmental work, they continue to slither in the waters of our subconscious mind.
Here I am referring to a wide array of inner colors undertoning our self esteem, our sense of belonging and our contentment such as the voices of the inner critics, the ones telling you that you should not have behaved in this particular way, the one too afraid to upset or hurt others. I am also thinking about the automatic patterns of pleasing others, not taking too much space, lacking boundaries, being discreet or the self judgemental voices, addicted to perfection pushing you down such as the internal misogynistic, despising your humanity and appearance.
All the modalities, from meditation to mindset and motivation work, even somatic works, do not seem to help. So here is the question.Is there a resolution or are these voices part of our human existence as portals to soften, to enter into a love affair, more and more intimate with ourselves paving the way to our wholeness by befriending and reconnecting with these voices erecting as a testimony and a remembrance of the moments your being was not loved for all that you are, as a re-enactment to restore and reweave the intimate thread of Love between yourself and the mystery pulsing the cry of belonging of your Soul for a coming back Home?
These voices are clearly the voices of culture, religion and society which have been internalized in yourself, your parents, your grandparents, part of a scheme to point to an eternal and disentangled net trapping you in a dynamic of inadequacy of who you are as human. These voices such as the emotions of shame and guilt are clearly not yours and have been passed on and on silently from generation to generation, a thread woven in the core of patriarchy, a paradigm permeated by the hypothesis that you are not enough as you are and there is a way, a path to be a better person, to please the parents and the Father… In some cases, in some religions, they will tell you that there is hope but no matter what you will always be a sinner or never attain the heights and purity of the sage. No wonder these inner detrimental voices are so potent. No wonder, no matter your devotion and discipline, they are still slithering here and there.
The good news is that when engaged in a relational conscious dynamic, these patterns will soften their grip in your body and your mind. Because they are living in your flesh, having travelled, spiralling from the DNA of your ancestors, they need to be tended to on all fronts, in the realm of your body and psyche. Because they are rooted in an ethos of domination and inadequacy, they demand a flowing, sinuous and accurate dance between Love and Presence, to gather into one moment the opposites of holding and discrimination, to cut the thread again and again. When one is connected to the Earth in an animist way, these voices can shift and clearly be seen as an added product to who we are in such a potent and impactful way. I am not saying that will be the end of these voices but this is the greater substratum for the rewiring of our body and psyche. The reason is very simple… When raptured by the chthonic realm, there is a direct portal to a paradigm and consciousness where these voices have never been..
Threads of loyalty to these voices are resonating in the dense frequency of negative attachments to toxic relationships which often feel like a spell weaving, with no way out of the web draining our energy despite the real desire of our soul. The curse of inadequacy is screaming in the waters of the subconscious desperately open to be filled. This is where the leaks demand to be sealed, remembering the heroin journey, cutting the head of the dark and malefic beings, for the loyalty to the ancient thread opening the energetical leakage to be ruptured. This is the way of the Sovereign Woman, demanding the sacrifice of what may have nourished her misplaced sense of belonging, by cutting the thread of the old paradigm, to enter a phase of rebirth in the liminality where alone she will feel to be rewoven from a new ground of consciousness centered around the axis of her animus mundi pulsing the next contraction of the emerging new version of herself, directly imprinted and sealed by the Source.
