"I wonder what walls we have constructed to keep our true erotic nature tamed. And I am curious why we continue to distance ourselves from natural sources. What are we afraid of? . . . We need a context for eros, not a pedestal, not a video screen. The lightning we witness crack and charge a night sky in the desert is the same electricity we feel in ourselves whenever we dare to touch flesh, rock, body, Earth."
Terry Tempest Williams
For me, the phallus represents the capacity of the masculine Great Mystery - God, the Ultimate Transcendent, Father Sky - to lovingly penetrate through the surface of each and every creature and event in order to find the Sacred Feminine - the Goddess, Mother Earth, Sophia, Gaia - present at its core, in all of her grandeur and beauty.
Photos: "The Phallus," with Desert Paintbrush and Dwarf Evening-Primrose, Arches National Park, UT, April 20, 2015
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