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Even if We Try to Pray it Away … Sex Lurks in the Undertow – Step 4

“Yet, as with other addictions and compulsions, the costs are great. In this case, sex becomes a furtive enemy to be continually kept at bay, even at the price of annihilating a part of oneself.” (Sexual Anorexia, p. 1)

Today’s SFZ

How have any of your past sex relations caused you to feel shame due to “manipulation, ego, lust or false pride”?

SEX – ANNIHILATION-

“Yet, as with other
addictions and com-
pulsions, the costs are
great. In this case, sex be-
comes a furtive enemy to
be continually kept at bay,
even at the price of an-
nihilating a part of
one self.” (Sexual
Anorexia, p. 1)

“Well, you’re ei-
ther lovers or you’re
wanting to be lovers or
you’re trying not to be lov-
ers so you can be friends,
but any way you look at
it, sex is always loom-
ing in the picture like
a shadow, like an
undertow.”

– Diane Frolov and Andrew Schneider, US screenwriters

Just Can’t Get Enough (The Saturdays)

Sex Shame Can Hurt You More Than You Think

 *Tiesto- Kaleidoscope

Rainforest Nature Meditation LP (8:04:03)

I Sing the Body Electric

BY WALT WHITMAN
1
I sing the body electric,
The armies of those I love engirth me and I engirth them,
They will not let me off till I go with them, respond to them,
And discorrupt them, and charge them full with the charge of the soul.

Was it doubted that those who corrupt their own bodies conceal themselves?
And if those who defile the living are as bad as they who defile the dead?
[A]nd if the body does not do fully as much as the soul?
And if the body were not the soul, what is the soul?

2

The love of the body of man or woman balks account, the body itself balks account,
That of the male is perfect, and that of the female is perfect.

The expression of the face balks account,
But the expression of a well-made man appears not only in his face,
It is in his limbs and joints also, it is curiously in the joints of his hips and wrists,
It is in his walk, the carriage of his neck, the flex of his waist and knees, dress does not hide him,
The strong sweet quality he has strikes through the cotton and broadcloth,
To see him pass conveys as much as the best poem, perhaps more,
You linger to see his back, and the back of his neck and shoulder-side.

The sprawl and fulness of babes, the bosoms and heads of women, the folds of their dress, their style as we pass in the street, the contour of their shape downwards,
The swimmer naked in the swimming-bath, seen as he swims through the transparent green-shine, or lies with his face up and rolls silently to and fro in the heave of the water,
The bending forward and backward of rowers in row-boats, the horseman in his saddle,
Girls, mothers, house-keepers, in all their performances,
The group of laborers seated at noon-time with their open dinner-kettles, and their wives waiting,

The female soothing a child, the farmer’s daughter in the garden or cow-yard,
The young fellow hoeing corn, the sleigh-driver driving his six horses through the crowd,
The wrestle of wrestlers, two apprentice-boys, quite grown, lusty, good-natured, native-born, out on the vacant lot at sun-down after work,
The coats and caps thrown down, the embrace of love and resistance,
The upper-hold and under-hold, the hair rumpled over and blinding the eyes;

The march of firemen in their own costumes, the play of masculine muscle through clean-setting trowsers and waist-straps,
The slow return from the fire, the pause when the bell strikes suddenly again, and the listening on the alert,
The natural, perfect, varied attitudes, the bent head, the curv’d neck and the counting;
Such-like I love—I loosen myself, pass freely, am at the mother’s breast with the little child,
Swim with the swimmers, wrestle with wrestlers, march in line with the firemen, and pause, listen, count.

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This Post Has 4 Comments

  1. Br. Buddha

    Good morning everyone + happy Tuesday. Here is today’s thought. Give today your very best shot. Blessings. BB

  2. Adam

    I still feel shame about my past, but nothing lately. But I will be doing my inventory so I will be able to start dealing with it.

  3. Margot E.

    When I pursued sex it was to feed my inner need for intimacy. Today I know there are at least six types of intimacy and only one of them is sexual: physical, non-sexual intimacy, emotional intimacy, intellectual intimacy, financial intimacy, spiritual intimacy, and finally sexual intimacy. Intimacy requires my being trusting and trustworthy. Intimacy requires truth in communication. Intimacy requires conscious, mindful participation. Tall order!

  4. Adam

    I can’t think of anything lately. Throughout my drinking life, my lust and alcoholism combined to do things I was ashamed of. I’m sure I’ve hurt people, but lucky for them and I, I never manipulated or caused anyone serious harm.

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