From Medication to Medicine: The Journey of Sacred Union Inside & Out

My ideals were ideas that made my heart throb, not beat.

The ache did not have a real answer, for the “answer” kept himself elusive. The reaching for “him” overtook the reaching inward. The next “he” became a mark for my parts to aim for, no matter how much he bobbed and weaved, or fully ran.

Then there were those who wanted to be the sacred ache’s “answer”, but fell short of the calling, for they could barely answer their own. Then I became the one who bobbed and weaved as their hearts took aim, sometimes slamming doors in frustration, setting necessary boundaries without the softness I so wished to embody.

Then, oh then, I finally landed in myself, in my own inner masculine’s heart beyond his protective and providing energies. Parts of me finally grew tired enough of the chasing and dodging that they could reconcile with what they were running from inside: a sense of true love’s seeding that did not transcend or overly spiritualize my human woman.

What could then come forward was this: a sense of the Priestess in my soul finally finding a King within who could see, love, and cherish her deeply; a sense of an Inner Mother who could rest into her Queen essence rising in response to the same; a sense of my Inner Teenager’s romantic restlessness having a place to lay down her fantasies, her idealizing of men, and allow even him to have his scars, his gaps, his needs.

And now… now my Queen’s heart is steadily holding court, allowing space for an outer King, in all of his own sacredly human qualities and journeys, to come forward. And so it is. And so it continues to unfold.

And more will be shared about that soon.

For now, let us say this: I have realized how easily sacred union ideals can become a kind of drug, instead of a doorway into the expansion of the heart and soul through exploring the core of your humanity with another.

For me, this was never really a journey of seeking highs above anything else, yet it could be that way at times for parts of me. The core of my personal ache has been about being able to unfold in sacred time, with infinite love holding the space. No promise of anything unconditional, yet still love, understanding, compassion, and deepening commitment blooming at every turn inward and sharing outward.

This is the journey I am on now: mate exploration as medicine, not medication. No longer numbing, yet entering into the depths of even more fully feeling self and other. ♥️ Love,

Kasha

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Kasha Rosa is a Divine Feminine Love Ambassador, Divine Self Embodiment Facilitator, soul scribe, and poetess.  Visit https://www.divineselfembodiment.com for more information about space-holding sessions and free 45-min intro calls, group calls, videos, community, etc.