Pleasure. I used to think that it was not only natural, but I thought it was instinctive.
I was under the assumption that I willingly embraced just about anything that felt good. But that is not entirely accurate.
Yes, I like to feel good.
Yes, I enjoy the experience of satisfaction.
Yes, I like entertainment.
Yes, I enjoy the experience of happiness.
But… I sometimes struggle to be in it.
When something feels good my nature is to rush. It happens with food and sex. I sometimes watch time too closely when things are going really well. I find that I am easily distracted when I am entertained. When I am in the state of heightened pleasure my senses become so stimulated that I often misinterpret feeling good for overwhelm.
Pleasure is not as easy as I thought it was.
There was a time when pleasure was both natural and instinctive for me. A time when I eased into pleasure willingly, without coercion. Back in the day I accepted that pleasure was a routine part of every day, and not reserved for special occasions. But somewhere along the way I learned to shun my pleasure.
I put my pleasure on the shelf in favor of chasing goals and accomplishments. I stored my pleasure away in favor of someday when…
And life moved on. Time passed and pleasure became occasional. I engaged in activities that were fun, but I never allowed myself to go all in. The things that I found amusing were only afforded a reserved chuckle, rather than a full-belly laugh.
Pleasure was not something I did, it was something I was going to do.
I thought I was living because I was a solopreneur doing soulful work. I convinced myself that I was enjoying my life because I engaged in heartfelt conversations and leaned into vulnerability. I thought I was evolved because I meditated and did “the work.” I believed I was fulfilled because I wasn’t unhappy.
And while all of those things were (and still are) true, my pleasure was lackluster. I had been living an inspired life, but having an uninspired experience. I realized that I was missing the point, big time.
Then one morning I work up thinking,“I am here to experience pleasure. I am supposed to feel good!”
A simple revelation with a profound impact.
I did not make a single resolution this year. Nor did I set any lofty goals. And I don’t have my eyes trained on monetary targets either.
But I did set an intention… to be PLEASED.
I intend to spend the next year inviting more opportunities to experience pleasure in EVERY AREA OF MY LIFE.
Will you join me?
I invite you to straddle your desire and ride it until the wheels fall off! And then get new wheels and ride it some MORE.
For as long as you inhabit your body, you should aim to be PLEASED. Your body is designed to experience the deliciousness that life has to offer. Every square inch of your glorious vessel is wired for sensation, from the top of your head to the soles of your beautiful feet.
This phenomenal specimen of embodied stardust allows you to experience the pleasures of nature, relationships, technology and so much more.
So let’s not waste our time worrying about imaginary expectations and outrageous metrics. Because there is enjoyment to be had, desires to be fulfilled, and pleasures that are waiting to be discovered.
Pleasure should be a priority, not an option.
So let’s declare it, shall we?
THIS IS THE YEAR OF PLEASURE! (tweet this)
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