My last post called serendipity a "slut". It's not a word I use often and then only in jest. Still the term got me thinking about the many ways that we try to infuse spirituality into our daily lives and the ways we perpetually, even unconsciously, oppose it. Touch is one of the ways we show love. If Love is synonymous with God, how can sex be sin?Buddhism's precepts regarding sexuality "do not take wh
at is not freely given" are similar to the Pagan creed to "do no harm". No condemnation exists on premarital or non-procreative sex. So why then do monks and other spiritual leaders practice celibacy? Was it simply a question of focus?Since the days of Adam and Eve shame has shrouded sexuality. Women particularly have struggled under this oppression. Being sexually charged was declared at odds with our purity and our divinity. A great myth was perpetuated upon us dividing the earthly and heavenly, the body from the spirit, the carnal from the zen.Reclaiming our right to give and receive pleasure is the pursuit of sexual consciousness not promiscuity. In places of love and trust, sex and spirit can commune and we can celebrate the goddess within.A quote from Starhawk's ode to the The Great Goddess:Let My worship be in the heart that rejoices, for behold --
All acts of love and pleasure are My rituals.
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This is from someone who is a bad girl made good. For many years I too rejoiced in my sexuality and I was pretty promiscuous. I broke many hearts, I was addicted to the sense of power my sexuality gave to me. But now I know it wasn't the way to realise the purpose of life -- which is to gain freedom from desires and cut the karma that ties us to this world. God made sex for procreation. We have no right to abuse it. And The Buddha was right when he said that sexual desire is the greatest obstacle to enlightenment. This is why monks and nuns practise celibacy. Sex ties us to our senses, and after it's over, what's left? A hollowness, a sense of dissatisfaction? A fierce desire for more? After 10 years of spiritual practice, I am finally a liberated woman.
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