More, please.

I want more, please. I want more intimacy, more connection, more pleasure, more aliveness. More, please. I want more than I'm supposed to want. I want more than I was told I could have. I want more than those around me have. I want more than people want to give me.

And here's the thing, I can taste it. I have tasted it, and it tastes very good. Who was it that looked back at what he had created, something great, and said, "This is very good"? Well, if that deity created the whole world, he also created all these delicious parts of it.

I've had this sense for a few years that there is something magical out there to connect with. It started when my body woke up, when my desire woke up, when I started to be able to feel again. The path began with mindful awareness, body scans, meditation – being open to whatever was arising. And in that space, a small voice began to speak that I'd never heard before. A voice so clearly saying it was time to ask for more. To ask for what I really wanted, what I had been craving for – actually, literally dreaming about – my whole adult life.

The voice said, "We can no longer ignore our desire for eros — to live and breathe and move in it, to know what it is to feel pleasure." This voice said, "We have suffered long enough - shut off, shut down. How can we ignore what is all around us in every cell of the natural world? How can we ignore what our very skin was 'programmed' for? For what? For pleasure."

As I've explored the world of sensation, I'm blown away by how much pleasure the skin is capable of feeling - scratching, light touch, heavy touch, spanking, flogging, licking, kissing, breathing, cold, heat, pinching, poking - so many things that the skin says, "Yes! Yes! Yes!" and, "More, please!!" to. Our whole bodies are covered with an organ that can experience immediate joy with the touch of a finger.

Oh, and there are certain parts of the skin, certain specific areas that are next-level responsive. Not by accident? The wrists, the back of the knees, the ass (and ass crack), the inner thighs, the neck, the lips, the scalp. If you are tuned in and connected, touch to these areas can send you to the outskirts of the universe, crying, "More, please!" all the way there and back.

And that's just the skin.

What about the power of the eyes? Eye gazing. Seeing another and being seen. Seeing another in their pleasure. Seeing that other see you in your pleasure. That circular pleasure loop transmitted through the connection of four eyes.

We could keep going to the more obvious areas of sexual pleasure that we all know well, but we will save that for another day. For now, let's revel in what is available to us even before getting to that point.

And in all of this is the incredible pleasure of connection. While, yes, we can provide sensation to ourselves and it can be delicious, there's something about the coming together of two humans, relating, connecting, communicating, sharing, and embarking on a conscious and consensual journey together. It's like soaring to the heights and going so high that we can almost, almost see the face of God.

All I can say to that is… "More, please!"