Archive for August, 2010
Can there be devotion AND desire? Can sexuality and spirituality coexist? Could perhaps fully embracing both devotion to the spiritual and desire in a sexual sense, each draw you deeper into the other?
“Drop this antagonism toward sex. If you ever want love to shower in your life, renounce this conflict with sex. Accept sex blissfully. Acknowledge its sacredness. Acknowledge its benediction. Go on searching deeper and deeper into it, and you will be amazed that the more you accept sex with a quality of sacredness, the more sacred it will become. And the more you are in conflict with it, as if it were something sinful and dirty, the more sinful and ugly it will become. ”
Osho, in case you are not familiar with him, was also known as Rajneesh, an Indian guru, whose ashram still exists in Pune, India, a place I’ve been several times. Although there are plenty of quirks about Osho, the Ashram and his teachings, I do love his perspective, so similar to Vedic Tantrism.
Tantra, for most of us, conjures up Sting having sex for eight hours at a time. Not a bad image for some of us . but Tantra isn’t only about sex. It’s actually a larger philosophy, and views on sex is one part of that larger philosophy.
Vedic Tantrics were the odd-balls of India, sort of like the mystic Sufis were to Islam. (Think poets like Rumi, Hafiz and Lalla). Vedic Tantric philosophy espouses that there is nowhere to get to, in your spiritual seekings. There is nothing to transcend, no place to work hard to be let into, if you are good enough, right enough, pure enough, etc.
They assert that there is nowhere you could go that isn’t the divine. You are the Divine. The Divine is having a human experience through you.
Sure does take a lot of pressure off to constantly struggle and strive to get somewhere else besides here, in order to be finally OK. Whew.
They also say that anything you repress or resist has power over you, and so they dive into the things they are resisting or repressing, like sex. One of the only spiritual teachings to INCLUDE rather than exclude sex, i take off my hat to the Vedic Tantrics. Spiritual doesn’t have to exclude Sexual.
The best thing I could wish on any of you, and certainly myself, is to have “love shower in my life” as Osho says. Here’s to your showers of love!
The topic for the month of September, at least in my little corner of the world of women, through my membership program, the Radiance Inner Circle (http://radianceinnercircle.com) is: Women’s Sexuality!
Where are you right with yours? Where are you out of whack?
Where are you integrated with your sexuality, and where are you all kinked up, so to speak?
Sexuality: what are the ways we, as women, fully embrace this source of our creative power whilst in the shadow of a cultural mythos that places women’s bodies as the source of original sin?
I’d love to hear your thoughts, feelings and musings.
A new client of mine, recently wrote this poem, and I thought I’d share it. Hold on to your hats, cuz it will take you on a wild ride. I was struck immediately how this woman OWNS her sexuality, perplexing parts and all.
I Love My Dirty Mind
by Sarah H. Brown
My dirty mind is a wild wild place With dirt so rich and deep The jungle can’t sleep Where wild animals grow And wild animals know What it is to be free The raw power of nature And ecstasy The filthy dirt in my mind Makes the wild vines climb Up trees so silky smooth When the rains come through And the honey sun drips true I explode inside When I taste wild fruit I’m not through Every leaf Every flower Every drop of dew I experience new And my scream is the sound Of my gratitude My dirty mind is a filthy place Where sweat is the measure Of pleasure and grace And the wild beast Roams to be fed By the jungle that grows From my dirty mind’s bed My dirty mind sees The Garden Of Eden pleased By the depths of mud and soil Dripping with flowers, fruits and delicacies To this I will always be loyal So the masses may judge And the preachers condemn Though my dirty mind has more heart Than those I offend Than those who claim it as sin So be as you will In your safe sterile spite Block your ears Close your eyes If I’m too full of life I love my dirty mind