Love, Sex aur Dhoka

Go into the heart of Sex, and you would have also gone into the heart of existence. Sex, the impulse, is the longing of the Created to merge with the Creator. Of the Limited with the Unlimited. Of Man with God. There is nothing dirty about it. Only holy. But when we fully live in the heart of this impulse, without resisting it, or condemning it, or running away from it or even trying to act it out, there is an enormous sense of freedom. We could be in it, deeply enjoy it, and yet be completely untouched by it. Or stay out of it, and still be sublime about it. Sex is not a problem then. Neither is it sought, nor is it rejected. There is no compulsion to act the impulse out, there is an enormous freedom. The urge does not urge anymore. Its effortless to step back. And such a stepping back is not repression. It leaves no traces. This is real celibacy. Not the obsession with discharge. Real celibacy doesn't need 'experiments' to prove itself its chastity. And perhaps real celibacy has nothing to do with sex at all. It is entirely concerned with the sincerity of the heart. The commitment to Truth, and devotion to the Divine. Now why yoke this to sex? What does the act got to do with Love? Some call it Making love, and the deniers call it Killing love. But what has Love got to do with this or any act? Can there be no other motivation for Sex? Other than the seeking of pleasure? The 'animalistic drive' we are all exhorted to rise above. Does it always have to be mindless. An Instinct.

Could it never be holy at all?

Sex on its own, is not a problem. Its we who make it so. By craving for it. Dreaming about it. Seeking it, glorifying it, making rules against it, repressing it, labeling it, being afraid of it etc. Its probably one of the most abused parts of humanity right now. Some cultures are very 'open' about it, robbing it of its sanctity in the process. And some cultures quite prudish, only for the hypocrisy to erupt behind closed doors and dark corners.

Why not just let it be?

Organized religion has come in and killed it. Made a huge something out of nothing. Put it on a pedestal, and passed all kinds of morality on it - much like the Forbidden Fruit. And now we live in a psychological structure thats alternately tingled by temptation, and wretched in guilt. Where Religion stopped, Media has taken over, forever dangling it in front of us. Endless titillation, zero satisfaction.

A new relationship with Sex would have to be evolved, if we are to transform all the violence around us. But such a relationship cannot be 'experiments' or casualness. These are serious matters, and only unrelenting honesty would bail us out. But do we have it in us, to get down to the bottom of this, and not merely take other people's answers for truth?


(Ps: and oh, as for the 'Sex' in the title, i totally used it to sell this piece. to attract eyeballs)

The Miracle

One pointed attention, breath control, all these sound like games. Why not have an all-pointed attention instead of one-pointed. Why not let the breath control us, instead of us trying to control it. Or rein it in. Why not let go and let be. All is God. Every bit and every nook. So why bother 'one-pointing' it. Instead how about waking up to the Omnipresence. The Omniscient. Now how's that for Meditation? A vision that sees God everywhere. Lips that sing praise all the time. And a heart that only knows gratefulness. Meditation is not effort. Its the deliverance from effort. And the contortions & stress it brings about. Meditation is not sitting cross legged and putting on piety. Trying to be something, do something. It is the letting go of ourselves, and all formulas we've been handed down, to 'find' God. Even the formula of no-formula is a formula. The method of No-method is still a method. So its unnecessary to get entangled in semantics and nitty gritties. Its a really simple thing actually - Are we seeing God in everything? Is all of creation smelling fragrantly of the divine. Shivering in the vibrance of the All Powerful. Is God the only reality? If yes, you have arrived. Method or No-method. Meditation or No-meditation. If not, you are caught in your own whims and fancies.

If you do not know Life to be the wondrous, all consuming miracle that it is, then you are not living at all. You are then a zombie.

All is God.