What is alive in me...

spirituality/sexuality as connection, ways of being in communion

spirituality/sexuality as vehicles for control/loss of freedom

spirituality/sexuality as ways to be now

spirituality/sexuality

How do I stay tuned into myself - my own path, feelings and needs - while in an intimate relationship with another?

Grateful for a husband who taught me my mother was wrong

An honoring of the beautiful and sensual sensations that come with our bodies -

either sharing with heartfulness with a partner or alone

Calm, happy, delighted

The moment of having our child be conceived,

the wondrous miracle

marrying of love, spirituality and sexuality

I got the feeling that

music and the beat, the opening of my torso and legs and heart to it,

and mind to it, is the intersection of sexuality and spirituality.

Even before that question was asked,

music and a beat was present in me.

I can't say, right now, or

even imagine the connection.

I don't have a feeling for either

one at this moment. It feels too abstract.

letting go

xoxoxoxoxoxoxo

deep truth even though at times I've been led astray by family/religious fears.

Maybe more separate than I like to admit. Blissful, unitive, compassionate. Hope for the Beloved in another.

Together they help define who one is - creativity also enters enters in - it comes with the practice of both.

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I rejoice that sexuality is being discussed let alone in church and in mixed company. It is so different from my own limited and what I came to see as twisted and unhealthy experience and knowledge. Thank you.

Just words

heart beat

neck tension

gentle breath

little toes floating free

big heart

Touching the mystery of the other person

Allowing trust and sweetness

Communication on several levels

Caring for the other

Caring for oneself.

The "connectedness: that is a part of sexuality is integral to a basic reality of biology.

Prior to sex all procreation was "cloning" - think flatworms - immortal.

The trend to sex demands the end of immortality - Death.

Sex and death cannot exist without the other.

Sorry, totally weird. I just fell asleep.

I am aware that I use my image of people as energy sources. I'd like to explore my intentions around this habit.

When sex is alive for me, everything around me is a little god - pillows, lights, the floor or ceiling, things seen through the window, water wherever it is around the place, the other person, parts of the other person (even elbows) - all have spirits in them.

I can't separate the pleasures of sex from Darwin's precepts of survival and improvements of the specie by attracting physical "improvements" which may or may not be - improvements but just a "fun" drive. (ed. Note: or is it "fear" drive - can't read the handwriting)

Missing the old lusty me, the nursing mother, the younger body. Appreciating other pieces more - touch, other physical experiences like wind on face, sitting in hot sun. More awareness of simple pleasures.

Religion = Reconnection

Spirituality = Sexuality

Connection with another being, bridging the separation of skin and body, with skin and body.

Two things

DH Lawrence said something to the effect that the greatest sexual organ is the mind. I've been fortunate to experience that insight.

I have experienced a true grandeur of sexuality for me. Seeing the birth of a new being.

I am noticing that the green shoots of new growth on my fir tree are becoming less about sexuality and more about spirituality, a transition of sorts. There is a similar excitement and expectation with this budding spiritual awareness that is similar in tone to my budding sexuality of many years ago. There is a push pull inside this transition - denial, longing, hope, loss, acceptance.