Where Do the Sacred Misfits Go?

I want to speak plainly today.
Not as a teacher or guide, but as a woman who has walked through an initiatory fire and is finally ready to tell the truth of it.

In the spring of 2024, my life cracked apart.

My home dissolved.
My central relationship ended.
My health was upside down.
My business pivoted.
My identity unraveled.

And beneath that, I was straddling two worlds that no longer — or perhaps never — could fully hold me:

Erotic communities that weren’t reverent enough.
Spiritual communities that weren’t dirty enough.

I’ve been told that I’m “too counterculture” for the existing counterculture. WhatTheActualFuck?!

It felt like living between tectonic plates: worlds too rigid for my fluidity, too timid for my devotion, too polite for my erotic truth, too performative for my spiritual depth.

Nothing has ever felt like home.

Most erotic spaces I’ve entered haven’t understood the courage it takes to stand inside your own taboo. They treat “play” casually — without honoring that for some people, stepping into their forbidden desires is the most spiritually vulnerable act of their life.

And most spiritual communities I’ve entered recoil from the erotic. They want transcendence without embodiment. They speak of God while avoiding the parts of themselves where God or the divine is most alive.

And there I was, too filthy for the lightworkers and too spiritual for the sex-positive.

I started curating my own quiet, private spaces because the place I kept looking for, where I could bring the deepest, most sacred parts of me, didn’t exist.

My most recent space The Altar of Desire — a private gathering where people were invited to bring their most hidden fantasy, their most charged edge, and let the group field hold them with reverence as they opened to the deepest part of themselves. It was a glimpse of what’s possible when taboo meets worship instead of shame.

I’m curating another for early next year: A gathering focused on anticipation, arousal, restraint, and the art of being fed by the field itself.

No instant gratification. No “get what you want right away.” Just learning how to hold yourself at the edge so exquisitely that the field becomes the nourishment… and then, only when the moment is fully ripe, to invite oneself to full surrender.

For me, this is mastery: erotic, spiritual, emotional.

This is the spine of The Pleasure Renaissance — my decades-long vision of returning pleasure to its rightful place: as a communal technology for spiritual evolution, wealth, love, and success.

For years, I’ve been searching for a community that’s fundamentally about:

Being a YES to yourself.
Being surrounded by people who are a YES to themselves.
And being welcomed into their YES as they welcome you into yours.

A community where the erotic is sacred. Where desire is holy. Where your taboo is honored, not tolerated. Where reverence and filth coexist. Where pleasure is the ceremony. Where sex magic is normal. Where the group field is the altar.

I want a community where we can meet regularly for:

Collective sex magic, ritual embodiment, and timeline engineering… because erotic energy is creation energy. It’s the most potent carrier wave for abundance, love, success, expansion, and reality-wide transformation.

A community where:

Everyone brings their root frequency.
Everyone brings their pleasure.
Everyone brings their devotion and their fellowship.
Everyone rises together.
On purpose.

A temple space of sovereignty, mastery, and grounded truth. Where we share our secrets, our edges, and our magic with each other. For each other. Where we catapult each other forward, individually and collectively.

I’m not writing this because it’s polished or marketable. I’m writing it because I want to know who else feels this fracture. Who else sees the performance in the spiritual world and the lack of soul in the erotic world? Who else has felt judged in spiritual spaces and unseen in erotic ones? Who else is done being too-much or too-counterculture for the communities that claim to be radical.

Who else wants the third path — The path where spirit and sex finally stop pretending they aren’t the same energy.

I want to know who else wants to build this with me.

Not a program or marketing funnel or retreat. But a private, celebratory, intimate membership — for people walking the path of:

• Sovereignty
• Devotion
• Sacred eroticism
• Inner alchemy
• Taboo reclamation
• Spiritual edge-work
• Pleasure as technology
• Reality creation
• Wealth and love through the erotic field

People who know how powerful they are — and want a community to match it.

If you’re feeling the yes then I want to hear from you.
Say, “I’m feeling the pull.”
Say, “This is my home.”
Say, “I’ve been waiting for this.”

I’m gathering the names, the hearts, and the frequencies. Because if I can’t find the community that feels like home… I’ll build it. And I want to build it with the people who were born for it.

In sovereign devotion,
— Sharon Marie Scott

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