There are many needs that are common to human beings. The needs for shelter, warmth, security, food and water and air. The needs for sensory and intellectual stimulation and self expression. The need for emotional and physical engagement with others. These are necessary for healthy bodies, minds, hearts and souls.
I have become aware that I have certain needs and that I must find ways to meet those needs if I am to live a life that is productive and healthy.
I need my car because I need my job because I need my home. I need Air to breathe and Water to drink and to clean both my body and my home. I need to eat to keep my body healthy. I need my Pwca, my Family, my Friends and my Community. I need my Gods and my Ancestors and my Allies. I need to write. I need to practice massage. I need to sing and to journey. I need to make love and I need sex.
I have lovers with whom I engage both emotionally and sexually and making love with them fulfills important needs. But those lovers do not engage with me in the way that my friend did because it is not an inherent part of who they are.
Engaging with my friend not only allowed me to discover specific needs but to meet them. And now I need to find other avenues to fulfill those specific needs.
I have taken a new lover with whom I am engaging and we are exploring our mutual enjoyment of certain experiences together. We are still working it out but, we both enjoy the energy that we raise when we engage with each other. I need these things and I am enjoying this new exploration.
I am hopeful that I will eventually find an avenue for the one need that is unfulfilled since my friend and I ended the sexual aspect of our relationship, my need to submit.
I need the catalyst of someone with whom I feel safe enough and, whom I trust enough and, who is strong enough, to push me to release my control, to allow my mind and heart and body to let go of their hold on my soul. The freedom I find in those moments to go deeper into myself and, not to leave my body in an escape but, to dive deeper into my shadows and the depths of my own abyss. I need that release. I need to go to that place to lay bare the dark faces and to bring their voices up from the silence. I need the safety of someone whom I trust to see those faces, to hear those voices. Someone who enjoys holding me while I cry, who takes pleasure in my sobs and who enjoys helping me regain my strength and autonomy.
I need someone who enjoys pushing me to that place without words. I can get there on my own, sometimes, through other means. Through fasting and sleep deprivation and physical trial but, the results are not quite the same and the act of surrendering that control to another, and sharing those tears and secrets with another, is not present in those moments. That need by definition requires the presence of another human being.
The need is not an everyday kind of thing but, it is a need that I must meet, or a part of me may slip away forever and I am not willing to allow that to happen. It would mean giving up a part of my own magick and power and I have work to do. I need all of my Self if I am to accomplish my purpose.