Welcome to Season 3 of The Erotic Renaissance, I am Meg De la Torre, your Linguist of Love. Our previous episode provided a Letter of Reintroduction, as I provided a little context that brought us through the years of 2020, 2021, 2022, and set the scene for 2023. This episode, I am revisiting a favorite topic that I explore every year on my birthday, a Lover List.

Every birthday, I create a list of characteristics I hope to find in a love that feels like it is crafted for me. As a young girl, love was often what I sought to write about and read about. I would even have quiet conversations with the boy I dreamed up in my mind when home life felt chaotic or scary. It was like I knew that one day the kind of love I would have the honor of experiencing in this life would be soulful and deeper than I could fathom so that I needed to prepare for it my whole life.

When I was a teenager, I even started writing letters to my soulmate; I found the idea of writing to whom I imagined would be my soul’s best friend comforting. Unfortunately, these early letters are missing in Maine, where I hope to rediscover them one day, but the idea stuck with me ever since I was 14 and writing letters to the Mystery Man.

At this moment, I don’t know who He is, but I know that I would recognize Him immediately somewhere on a soulful level, deep in a well where I once dropped pennies and hopes. I imagine that a Love built on this kind of magic would be such a divinely spiritual experience of Love. I can also imagine that a love that deeply sown in the garden of my soul, watered so dutifully, would lead to the most amazing sex.

But even though these letters have been lost, they served a purpose in giving myself time to dream up a love that would feel like home to my heart. All is not lost though, I still write letters to Mystery Man and these are kept safely stored for one day when I have finally gotten the opportunity to experience that love that I dreamt of and have waited for with drafted letters and cards sealed tightly.

Mmm–Some may call me naive or silly, but I prefer the term “Romantic”. As a Woman most certainly with Venusian stars in my eyes, I find the idea of Romance to be my favorite. Hence why I host this podcast and create art in related themes. If you’ve been to my website, you’ll have noticed the Love Homework nestled safely for you to explore. My answer to my Love Homework Prompt is that I want to experience being Romanced – to be truly courted. I do deserve – as I argue you do as well – to be romanced daily. Thus, it does feel as though the gods and goddesses have sent me to this World to remind us all of the importance of Romance this year. [sighs deeply] After all, how would we get an Erotic Renaissance started any other way?

While I sat with pen to paper, one word was at the forefront of my mind: [breathes deeply] “Decadent.” While I am a Siren of Seduction and am often one who loves with an ocean of romance, I have not had the pleasure of a partner who is clear in intentions and desires to romance me. The witch within me sees my roots in this birthday ritual in the film, Practical Magic, one of my favorite movies. My favorite scene, of course, was the one in which Sally Owens casts a love spell for a man that she assumes could never exist, so she will never have to experience the ache in a broken heart. However, one cannot escape – nor would one truly want to escape – heartache. However much it is painful, the other side of heartbreak is the divineness of love. I have experienced a lot of heartache, so I know I am due for a lot of love coming my way this year.

Thus, today, on my birthday, I wish to share with you this year’s wish list for the love I desire. May my list inspire you to set your own sights higher on the horizon for love this year. As we begin today’s reading, please set the mood for yourself. I have Eros by Stella Lux Creations warming in my wax melter, with notes of fresh bergamot, worn leather, and sweet tobacco. I am wearing a deep indigo silk negligee, and a white floral kimono. I smell of vanilla, musk, rose, and oud. And now, please feel free to join me for some communal breathing. Let’s start right now. [Breathing in and out X3]

“May He Be Decadent” | Manifesting My Soul’s Mate

May He desire to create alongside me, modeling for the world how intimacy brews up a sex life that is worth any pain we have ever faced.
May He be my favorite person to play and create with always – for who could be most preferable to return home to than the person my heart wants to see the most?
May He find Wisdom in each grey hair that will grace his head, as I find wisdom to be the most beautiful item one wears as they experience the fullness of life.
May He have great respect for my sacred mission, because my heart burns to make a difference in this beautiful world we live in.
[thinks] – Hmmm
May He not only be prepared to receive my love but may He take great Pleasure in receiving my love for Him, and…
May He enthusiastically desire to love me ferociously.
May He teach me great things that fill my life with more magic, because I find the act of learning keeps my heart beating.
May He conjure snacks at will and make the most delicious crepes every Sensual Sun-Day.
May He speak in many languages so we never run out of things to say.
May He chase me at dusk and catch me by sunset, so we may rest in each other’s arms until dawn lifts us from dreaming of tomorrow’s adventures.
May He be wild and playful but always provide a safe space for me to be the me that only He gets to see.
May He desire to dance with me, whether it is in the kitchen as we cook, on a floor with lights that shine, or in between sheets where we can only see each other.
May He have faith in something unexplained that keeps his soul discovering daily.
May He be a Love that would never clip my wings – for He knows that He is Home to me.
May He love to travel, for we have a whole world to explore together.
More than what I do, may He love Who I am and how I move through this World.
May He be Decadent in His love Always – as sweet as the first moment I tasted baklava and as deep as the ocean where I skipped stones full of wishes.

Closing & Benediction

Thank you so much for joining me as I manifested a little love for future Meg on this next journey around the Sun. I hope this episode reminded you that you – too – are so deserving of a love that exceeds your wildest wishes, even if it feels like the One you Dream of seems impossible to exist. They do. They just haven’t found you yet.

Thank you for joining me on my Erotic Renaissance, and I do hope that if you’re listening to my voice as the sun sets, that you rest well and easily and dream up new dreams and adventures for tomorrow, and if you’re listening to my voice as the sun rises, may you tame any dragons with the greatest of strength and with the upmost empathy.

I am Meg De la Torre, your Linguist of Love. Let me seduce you.