Why it’s Essential to Meet Our Darkest Self – Meeting the Necrophile in Me

In the world that I live, in the tribe I belong to, we activate our emotional body and vibrate what's dormant in the body to eventually access and transmit from the void.

To me, embodiment is the ability to vibrate through the body the full spectrum of energies, from the lightest to the darkest, from the more feminine to the more masculine and harmonising them all to the vibration of love and innocence.

If some energies are not recognised, owned and loved, they will run in the shadow oppressed and repressed by rigid layers of shame, and will be expressed from our unconscious psyche, through dreams, twisted fantasies or eventually through an acting out (e.g. violence, crime, rape)

The more these energies can be run in safe containers in soul tribes, the safer the world would become. In fact, after working for 10 years in psychology and criminology and spending 6 years in conscious communities, I can tell you that the most dangerous people are the ones that are not aware of their darkest desires, those who live in a perfect illusion of freaky controlling perfection.

Own your inner killer and I could fall deeply asleep near you.

Tell me that you never accessed rage and I would always keep an eye open and a knife under my pillow.

I've ran through my body all sorts of energies since I've found my tribe and a safe container to be seen and accepted in embodying my darkest self, the serial killer, the rapist, the dictator, the paedophile, the hysterical, the schizophrenic, the cannibal and yesterday, for the first time I met the necrophile in me, what a meeting!

He stabbed without remorse all the bullshit, killing any life that is only half lived, no pity, no remorse, he wouldn't stop knifing until the last breath of life would dissolve.

Rest in hell!

Fucking the corpse unapologetically to take away the rest of dignity that could eventually have survived to the knife.

Nothing can be left; every bit has to die!

After meeting this terrifying aspect within me and allowing love and innocence to pierce through, I felt more present in my body than I ever have, bathing in so much clarity and radiant self-love.

Behind those darkest archetypes lives a profound transpersonal metaphor of radical transformation through the cycle of destruction and evolution. Through their intensity, they destroy everything that is on the way of radical truth. Only when all identifications and illusions can be killed, an opportunity of being rebirthed in pure consciousness can be taken.

In various ancient civilizations around the world, when physical death was not perceived as the end, the physical body was offered as an honourable sacrifice to the altar of the highest consciousness. It was a prestige to be killed, head-chopped or heart-ripped out on the altar of God.

Only by diving into death can we access life in its full spectrum.

Have you ever met your sacred necrophile?

How deep have you accessed and embodied your darkness?