Pleasure Appeal

Today I am publishing a Pleasure Appeal. I am writing to solicit your ideas, your thoughts, your ruminations on this thing that is so vital to our lives....enjoyment, pleasure, happiness...whatever it's called. Someone reminded me yesterday that I have a bent (or affinity for, whichever way you see it!) toward intensity, which I suppose I will take as a compliment; I certainly like this about myself. However, the same intensity that can inspire a revolution can zealously want to control, too. So hearing these words was both affirmation and admonishment. Admonishment in the sense that I should use intensity to advantage but also that I use it to enjoy life. Am I enjoying, experiencing pleasure in any area of my life, I wondered? Being a creature of earth and air, how can I know what it means to be alive today?

So I am here to ask you all what you do for fun, what makes you feel alive, how pleasure has its proper place in your lives? Here's my expectation: that if you read this...you will hopefully take a moment to reply. I WANT input. Anyone reading this has my personal email, so if you prefer writing that way, do so. Or post a comment. Makes no difference to me. The request for your ideas is not necessarily so I can imitate or recreate what you do. Ideas for me are more like electricity....like leaning onto, by accident, an electrified fence....all I can do is shout and shake myself and say, damn! what was THAT? I have sensations I don't often feel, I experience something that I cannot put words to, and then I know I am going into the realm of the intuitive. And then I know I am getting closer to home, closer. And that's surely a help to me right now.

That's me. Appeal done. Ahora te toca a ti.