It must be more than some accident that I want to be so connected. The desire, attraction, gravitational force toward intimacy is so strong it must be an essential part of who I am. I think it is no accident that I want to be connected with everything around me.
The attraction toward absorption calls out to me with such a dominant voice. I am very aware of my desire to touch and know the cold surface of my bathroom counter, the soft yielding grass of my back yard, the last person I touched as we exchanged awareness of one another. While this desire to experience, be connected with, interact with seems to be strong for all things, it is never stronger than my desire to connect with fellow humans. I think it is a deep part of who I am.
I think this has something to do with the reality that the sexual drive is so unique in humans. It has to be about more than simple reproduction because, unlike warthogs, we join to one another whenever we have the urge, not just when we are fertile. Warthogs only make love when biology is right for them to produce offspring. Humans can come together with intimacy whenever we choose to allow the barrier between us to dissolve. Our drive to connect is more than simple biology.
We are mainly spiritual beings. Biology is secondary.
My desire to connect with other humans is driven by more than simple rules of biology, though biology can play a part. The awareness of others generates an attraction that seems to arise at every turn that there is an opportunity to connect. The urge to be close through the union of spirit is strong and rises frequently for me. This must be more than simple biological attraction or desire pushing, urging me to be connected.
Attention seems to be a simple threshold experience of awareness. It opens into a penetrating experience of presence that goes beyond anything my senses or imagination can convey.
Most humans seem to have a deep hunger for this kind of intimate, spirited connection. Rather than saying “No, No” I think we should be saying “Yes, Yes.” It is our nature to be connected in the realm of the spiritual, and we seem to be stuck and focused on our attention to biology. We forget that we are spiritual beings trying to learn how to be human.
Perhaps, for now, it is all we can muster to allow for free and warm hugs. Could our society handle unconstrained hugs? I don’t want those limp feigned hugs, weak imitations of connection. Not those imitation hugs that serve more to hold people apart.
I mean to pursue a robust contact with one another that says with every fiber of my biological being, “I know you are there. I am aware of your presence. I know we are connected.”