There is an ocean of happiness to explore by learning how to appreciate life on itself. The rapture of simply being alive has been lost due to the alienation from nature. The sensual nature of our body is oftentimes unappreciated because of automatic routines. Many people eat, drink, move and make love out of routines without fully taking it all in so to speak. They say sex is the epitome of sensual stimulation, and yet many don’t know how to fully enjoy and appreciate this. It is really an unfortunate thing if the sensual nature of life is missed because out of our own reluctance to be present. Our alienated society has even lost peripheral vision to take notice of ones surroundings, therefore, minimizing our maximum input of sensuality.
What is life worth if you cannot even enjoy the simplest blessings of sensuality?
Ascetic practices like abstinence from sex and fasting deprives the senses of regular or routinised inputs. The benefit of such practices originate from creating spaces of lack in your life. The industrial age has brought us pleasure paradise in terms of exotic foods, comfortable housing and pleasure devices beyond imagination and still many of us don’t feel happy by simply enjoying the rapture of being alive. Appreciation often grows out of loosing that which we are accustomed too. The warmth of a fire, the taste of good coffee or just the presence of your spouse. These are all things that can give us tremendous joy if we simply learn to see its magnificence, uniqueness and short lasting nature. By depriving our senses of such inputs, we learn to appreciate it more, and we grow in our sense of happiness by relating too it differently with gratitude. By realising the simple truth that life is flimsy, and that each day is a new miracle with new things to experience and enjoy from, it becomes easy to be happy.
We take it for granted that our stomachs are filled, that Youtube plays our music, that our house keeps us warm and that our spouse makes us laugh. By taking such things for granted, we set ourselves up for great disappointment when it turns out that such things aren’t infinite, but finite.
it is the finite nature of sensuality that we can enjoy great pleasure. The limits of sensuality inherently gives us great pleasure by knowing that sooner or later, we all die and leave the glamour of being alive behind us.
It would be a shame to realise this on your death bed, if you can realise the miracle of life in this very moment.
All the best,