We Desire To be Grounded.

So does sex give real meaning to my life? Real purpose? Yes and no. It is meaningless in the objective or philosophic sense. But, for better or worse, it is meaningful on the personal, experiential level. We do agree to exchange with each other. We renew ourselves every so often. We’re nourished in what we go thru whatever kind of meaning we expect. That meaning may tangle us in intimacy, close care, joy, fore sight, body flaws, or the hope that life is OK.
The physiology of our wish too often does not equal our desire to assume that sex has meaning. We have a desire to be grounded. We have a desire to depend on some thing. But as we grow, we all have to get off the floor and walk, even though it seems so terribly high up there, and the floor seems so terribly hard, and to fall is so terribly scary.

Can we affirm our own life?
Is this DNA mandate harmful?
Do our bodies betray us?

Sex Changes - It’s Reinvented - Each Time.

The fact that sex is a DNA mandated necessity is its ultimate positive quality. It gives us the chance to find an infinite number of meanings in sex. We use sex as a vehicle for selfexploration. It gives us the chance to play, in the purest sense of the word.
Still, the fact that sex has no meaning is scary. It means that every time we agree to exchange with each other we're adrift. It means we have to openly agree to our choices. Do we agree with this event? Maybe we think that sex is daring! Or we may think that sex is too potent! It might ruin us. This view has terror at its center.
Sex only has meaning in so far as we allow a good soak in it. Its meaning does emerge to take new form. It’s not objective. We find the meaning of sex each time we agree to exchange with each other. We find meaning that only resides in our sensory whole. We find here n’ now pay off that only resides in our cortico afferent whole. The meaning of sex changes - is reinvented - each time we yield to each other.

In The Flow Zone

It’s beyond what we share. It’s beyond what the personality  based and model  based care givers share. We have more. It’s the appeal of our dyadic inter action itself. We take on our own rare and unique ways to be and live from our couple.
Our seeds of change do come to touch each other. The moment to moment vibes ‘tween us, lead to a sense of a change toward growth. We have the egress of a “core sense of being.” It’s when intense, rapid, and mutual, back and forth, work, easily and with simple grace, takes place. As we feel our “core sense of being,” care receiver, and care giver, are “in the zone.” We have a “flow” to our care deal. Our “seemingly nebulous, yet creative process” kicks into gear. It is as if the process gets a mind of its own. The wonder of golden care giving occurs. It’s when we meld our minds and our senses in motion.
The developmental literature tells in detail how the process does unfold. These forces join. It’s how events are co  constructed thru the inter action of dyadic partners. If we’re mother and child, therapist and patient, co-workers, or partners in a relation we build skills and hopes.

Floods of Arousal

Floods Of Arousal.
Peace loving floods of rousal link us to mysticism and the long tradition of the via negativa. Via negativa brings out our spirit's basic unknowability. At times we’re best when we stand empty. We cheer on a radical “Letting Go.” We loose an urge to “Let Go.” We release not only what material items we possess. We release signs of our intellect and spirit as well. "Blessed are the poor in spirit." As poor in spirit we “Let Go” of all we know. We admit what we know of our spirit. We “Let Go” of all will, even the will to do the will of our spirit. It is this radical “Letting Go” of our will, of what we know, and of what we have that allows our spirit to take us.
Peace loving floods of rousal, like silence, like love, is indeed a gift. It’s not an event we choose. It’s not an event we reason our way into. It’s a place or force into which we fall. It’s a thing in which we find ourselves. Our fall into peace loving floods of rousal, into silence, has the nature of an accident. Though we can't choose our accidents, we can learn to make ourselves accident prone. We make ourselves available for the fall into peace loving floods of rousal. These always come as grace.