In our culture “good sex” is usually defined in terms of technique and performance. We overlook that sex is a creative act, which doesn’t need to be critiqued or evaluated.
Sex is creative when it produces a new feeling, insight, or experience. In this exercise some of these possibilities are explored. Look at the following list of experiences. Put a check by any you have had at least once during sex. These are suggestive phrases, to be interpreted as you wish–your own perception of bliss, carefreeness, playfulness, and so on is all you need to go by.
Sense of timelessness
Warm flow in the heart
Merging with partner
Floating sensation, as if the body disappears
Warmth or visible light flowing up the spine
Loss of ego
Nonattachment to your performance
Complete letting go
Sense of wholeness, safety, belonging
Acute awareness of self or surroundings
Peace in the center of your heart.
Now look back over your answers; the experiences you have checked indicate your spiritual horizon. That is, you have learned to use sexual energy to create these experiences.
If you have some only once, these are the envelope of your inner growth. The experiences you have had more than once, especially if recently, indicate the growth you have already integrated into your loving personality.
Go back over the list and mark experiences you haven’t had but think could happen next. These are your spiritual goals. Your desire for them is enough to bring them about; on your inner landscape you are already working toward them.
With spiritual growth comes new creative potential–which can take the form of sexual expression–leading to the realization that you are pure potential, able to fulfill any creative impulse.
(via yoga9vipassana)The path isn’t a straight line; it’s a spiral. You continually come back to things you thought you understood and see deeper truths.
(via yoga9vipassana)There is a very strange thing that can occur at exactly the point where you realize that there is no escaping the imaginary world of your illusions. You bare your heart open to illusion, surrender your eternal struggle against it, and admit to being bound by its cunning imagination. I don’t mean that you become despondent or resigned to your fate. I mean that you truly let go in the face of your utter defeat and stop struggling. And when all the struggle ceases, we realize that the prison of our mind cannot hold us in anymore, because the prison was all along something we imagined into existence. And imagined things aren’t real, they don’t exist. But we could never really see this as long as we were fighting the phantoms of our minds. We needed the one thing that our imaginary minds could not bring about, could not fake or create: the genuine surrender of all struggle. In the blink of an eye, we are no longer confined within illusion nor our attempt to avoid illusion. When all struggle ceases, there is nothing to bind us to a distorted perception of existence and we can finally see. What we see is that we do not simply exist within existence, but all of existence exists within us as well. And although everywhere we look we see the endless diversity of life, we also now see our own true face in everything under the sun.
This is a pure bismuth crystal. The heaviest element that is not radioactive (ok technically it is but it’s half life is like 9 orders of magnitude older than the universe so it really doesn’t count.) Probably my favourite crystal structure, even if you forget the colour. Surprisingly, bismuth is also super-not-toxic. You can actually eat the stuff and it’s often in indigestion remedies. Fascinating element, all round.