The woman who is erotically powered has awakened inside of herself a sensory organ that makes every aspect of her being, including her skin, her eyes, her hair follicles, like antennae that receive the world. Where the masculine paradigm would suggest that to make it through this life, we must turn down our sensitivity or add armor and protection, the woman who is erotically powered is powerful precisely because of her exquisite sensitivity. She can tune in to the depths of the world around her and, from this intimacy, receive its wisdom and secrets.
Yes, she has the conscious experience of pain more than those who would turn down their senses. Yes, she feels fear with salience, anger with a hot flair, grief with overwhelming poignancy. She inhabits them and does nothing to escape them, fix them, or make them better.
She feels the sharp edges of them, the suffocation, the drowning. But because she commenced with surrender, she is willing to die inside each of these states. There is no self-preservation. She feels the humiliation of looking out of control in this way, but she is not humiliated. That is the distinction.
Her feeling capacity is dynamic and alive, and all feelings, including humiliation or even terror, are life-giving. She would not want to miss a drop of the charge and electricity that comes with each feeling.
With this, she lives in the deeply sensitive now. And yet there is a resilience to her that would have people assume things do not affect her or move her. It is in fact the exact opposite. She has agreed to open and feel them that much more.
She opens further and further, stretching her sensing self often beyond what she thinks she is capable of in order to birth life—life being expression, animation, and play. Her desire to sense all of it has life knows that no matter the form the charge is dressed in, it is welcome inside her.