Twice a year I am supposed to report to my supervising bishop regarding what I have been up to. This year, he asked me, “What additional work, if any, did you do this semester in order to develop your proficiency in the Gnostic Mass?”
Mom, I forget if I gave you my blog. Please skip this one.
I realize I am now in the awkward position of explaining to a man I have never met a set of practices regarding erotic energy. I am hoping that by writing a public blogpost I will be able to give the practice up to community for discussion and keep myself accountable for describing this without being crass. Tau Pythagoras is a very nice man who lets me run half feral through Pennsylvania and Ohio. Let’s not ruin a functional supervisory relationship.
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