Salvation is the dewstination.
Love is the way. However, sex provides three interesting detours – procreation,
recreation and cfreation – on the path for one who wants to be God.
Recebtkt a swami from south India
was caught on camera in what the media calls
a ‘compromising position; with a couple of women. There was a public
uproar and he has since been arested. The swami, in his earlyu thirties, would
have gotten away with what is perhaps the result of a hormonal surge had he not
vowed to be, well a swami. Literally, a swami is someone who is a ‘master of
his senses’. Popular culture tends look up to a saint or swami as some kind of
divine entity.
Strangely but true, ther is very
little room for sexual adventure on the path of salvation. Yet, Nature whole
heartedly designs a 30-odd-years-old man’s body for what Nature needs to do;
propagation of the species.Nature puts forth several smart promotional schemes
to get this job done through its species. The physical and physiological pleasure
associated with the sex surge is the soft packaging for the hard nuts and bolts
reality of giving birth to a baby. It is difficult not be seduced by this
pleasure when all our senses converge to draw us to it. Leonardo da Vinci puts this procreation and the members
smployed there in are so repulsive, that if it were not for the beauty of the
faces and the adornments of the actors and the pent-up impulse, Nature would
lose the human species.”
When the contraceptive pill
arrived, sex evolved from the basic need of procreation to sex for recreation.
The inventive human mind was apparently able to checkmate Nature’s ploy of
painful procreation by recreating the pleasure of sex without producing a
result. This is somewhat like sniffing around in a pastry shop with the intent
to do just window shopping. Nature made sure that the residue of recreational
sex remains as sensory impressions in the mind in the form of vasanas – burning
embers waiting for the next gust of passion to flare up. These vasanas arew
potential desires tha incarnated themselves at the opportune moment.
The real challenge for human
evolution was then to put out the embers odf vasanas that transported sex in
the head from where it actually belongs. This challenge of transforming sex for
procreation into sex for recreation has been productively met by saints,
explorers, artists, writers, inventors, innovators and wealth creators. They
lifted the sexual energy from their thoughts and emotions and expressed them in
their creative works. While saints like Buddha, Krishna, and Christ created new
maps of human consciousness; explorers like Galileo and Columbus redrew maps of
our physical world.
On the path of salvation celibacy
is not a prerequisite but a consequence – an effortless by product of creativity.
Celib acy is a kind of flowering of consciousness and not a moral given, as
most sermons would have us believe. It is easier to cover a raging fire with a
piece of cloth than to contain libido with sermons. A celibate is like an
auster tree in winter that to flowering and stands to rejoice as an enthralled
witness in having completed the cyclee of creation. The human consciousness
scripts the whole journy from being the cteatures of sex to the Creator
Herself. The “fallen” swami, like any one of us, is somewhere on the path. I
would just let him be.
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