Why Do Some Women Feel Sexually Drawn to Shiva?

A Sacred Longing Beyond the Mind

Introduction:

Over the past few weeks, I have received deeply personal responses from women: sisters, seekers, sakhis who joined my course on Shiva Bhakti and Shakti Awakening. Hidden between the lines of longing and devotion were confessions… of sacred desire. Of a love that was not just spiritual, but sensual. Erotic. Of dreams, touches, and visions that couldn’t be explained, only felt.

Many wondered, is this normal? Is this divine? Or is this madness?

This blog is a sacred offering to those women.

To the ones who feel drawn to Him not just as a father, protector, or source but as a beloved.

The Sacred Longing — When Desire Becomes Bhakti

Many women who filled out the form for the She Who Becomes Him course described an intense longing for Shiva, one that cannot be explained through words like “devotion” alone. It is physical. Emotional. Erotic. Yet deeply spiritual.

This is not just desire in the worldly sense. It is a desire to dissolve to be consumed, to merge completely. In the language of Rasa Bhakti, this is Madhurya Bhava, the most intimate, tender, and sometimes erotic form of devotion.

In Tantric traditions, longing is not shunned. It is seen as a doorway. The ache in the heart, the burn in the womb, the tears that come for no reason, all of this is the soul remembering something. Someone.

And sometimes… that someone is Him.

Rasānanda — When Pleasure and Pain Become Divine

What many describe as “sexual attraction” to Shiva is actually the stirring of Rasānanda, a state where pleasure and pain fuse into sacred ecstasy.

Women wrote of feeling aroused during meditation, of hearing His name and their body responding, of waking from dreams where He touched them, not physically, but energetically.

This is not a pathology. This is Shakti awakening to her source. When Kundalini stirs in the Muladhara, the sensations are deeply sensual. But when the same energy rises up to the Sahasrara, it becomes pure bliss. Shiva.

The two are not separate. They never were.

Tantra Was Never Meant to Be Hidden

Tantra, in its original form, celebrates this union of spirit and body. It is not just about rituals and yantras. It is about the recognition that every cell of your being can become a temple, and your longing can become a mantra.

In many Tantric scriptures, it is Shakti who asks,

“Tell me, Lord, what is the way?”

and Shiva who replies,

“Lose yourself in me.”

These are not dialogues of control, they are conversations of trust, surrender, and sacred intimacy.

For the women who feel sexually drawn to Shiva, this experience is often not physical at all, it is energetic. And ancient. And real.

The Soul Remembers — Past Lives and Inherited Bhakti

Several women wrote about dreams, déjà vu, past-life memories of serving Him, dancing for Him, or even marrying Him. While some may dismiss this as fantasy, those who walk the path of Bhakti know, the soul remembers.

In Hindu cosmology, Kalpas repeat. Leelas unfold again and again. If you once loved Him in another lifetime, you will find Him again in this one. This memory may show up as longing, as intense emotion, as erotic desire. But it is all rooted in devotion.

The Sacred Feminine Is Not Afraid to Desire

Society may shame women for feeling this kind of love. Some call it madness. Others call it lust. But what they forget is: Parvati herself desired Him. She meditated, fasted, surrendered, gave up everything, for one union.

Sati immolated herself for Him. Akka Mahadevi left her clothes and her home for Him.

Women have always known how to love Shiva, not from fear, but from the fire of longing.

And if your longing looks like tears, or touch, or trembling in the night, it is still Bhakti.

You’re Not Alone

When you cry out for him, when your body aches in longing, when you imagine resting your head at his lap or offering yourself entirely, it is not madness. It is a calling.

This is not the craving of the flesh. It is the call of the soul, crying: Take me back to Source.

So to every woman who wrote to me saying she feels like an outcast because she feels “too much”, I want you to know: You are not broken. You are becoming.

Bhakti can be wild. It can be sexual. It can be silent. It can be soft.

It can also be fierce, possessive, and untamed.

But above all, it is yours.

Own it. Worship him with it. Let it burn you into truth.

Because in that sacred madness, you do not lose yourself.

You become Her.