“ I wasn’t expecting this,” she said. Of course it wasn’t planned, just happened. Somehow we were kissing, and then getting naked, and then becoming self-conscious, start talking and loose the connection. We transfer to our minds and leave the energy field alone.
“I didn’t even bring condoms with me, I though I’ll only do Yoga on my trip to India.”
“And what is Yoga?” I asked. “Union” she says, as she realizes the word, and then a smile comes to her mind, manifesting on her lips.
It has been easy to be here and just practice Yoga. Study philosophy and while practicing just being, the creative mind of desire had no need in union with another. At times, when a temptation appeared, just seeing the person for what they are, kept the ego from developing a fantasy. At moments there was a crave for touch, for connection, but the joy of being, of just doing things as they come, led me to not try and manifest it.
I assume that if it was possible to just go up to someone and ask them if they want to spend the night together, and more so, if there was a possibility that they would give a total honest reply, without considering what there conditioning thinks is appropriate, then maybe things would be different.
I wonder why this topic is always so big, so secret and so appealing to all. Indeed, it is one of the things that mankind struggles with the most. There are some things we have to do, like eat and sleep, use the restroom and blink. Sex is one of the basic needs that feel like we must have, but is not a true necessity. Still, as much as we become open, study ourselves, learn the path to realization, this seems to be one of the most primal conditioning. A basic instinct we have in us to keep our species alive.
From Priests to Rabies, in Islam and even in the Hindu culture, we are always taught about the right way to dress, to hide our bodies, not to talk about sex.
It is not that sex should be a big topic, nor should we go around naked or dressed like sluts, but at the same time we need not hide this natural thing.
Once we accept things as they are, we can realize that this body, even though moving at our demand, and recognizable by others as “who we are”, is not a true or complete representation of “who we are”. In the functioning world, it indeed is part of us, we take care of it, enjoy through our senses and move with it as a carrier for who we really are. Since it gets sick without asking us first, since we can loose a limb and still think its our body, since most of the functions happen without us even knowing that they happen, it really is interesting we identify with it so much.
Beyond this layer of functionality, where our limitless self exists, the body is just a body. Not something we identify with. It is condensed energy, becoming into form.
While we are here, in our bodies, eating and sleeping, may we also be able to be open and free about our body’s appearance, about our needs and wants, may we have the courage to speak truthfully of what we want without fear of judgment, may we be able to respect each other without forcing so many rules of behavior and act, may we know what is appropriate by placing ourselves where the other is, may we know joy that is beyond the pleasures of our senses.
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