An ode to Carolyn Elliot

I made this altar the evening I learned that one of my most beloved teachers had passed away…

Those who drank from the holy well of her genius know just how tragic her passing is for the world, for she was a shaper of worlds and the shape she was creating was drenched in exquisite understanding…

If ever there was an emanation of the red goddess Babalon, she was it, and she knew it!

She carved a place for all of us to understand our human experience through the lens of our own divinity, reminding us that everything which makes up who we are is a “fractal holographic reflection of the Universe”, as she loved to say…

She SO skillfully guided us in the ecstatic knowing that every part of ourselves, no matter how fucked up, ugly, shameful and ignorant— belong to this world and that all of these parts are not only lovable, but that they create the depth and shadow that makes our light, our genius, and our truth shine beautiful…

She reminded us that at every turn we can love ourselves and our complex human experience totally and completely.

Existential Kink brought shadow work from the mind into the body, and everyone who practices it is working to embody the love of their divine selves for the world’s benefit.

Carolyn Elliot, Carolyn Elliott, PhD you shaped me, my purpose and my love in ways I never knew possible.

Thank you, thank you, thank you.