Sex is a part of nature. I go along with nature.
We are born a sexual being, we will die a sexual being, and somewhere in between we will learn about our own sexuality. Sex is our right, is our privilege, and is our blessing, if we can see it that way, if we can treat it that way.
Sex sells, we are marketed sex all day long on many levels. Deciding for us what “sexy” is in our society. It is interesting how sex appeal takes different forms throughout the decades and centuries. Thin, robust, wealthy, high heeled, near naked, completely naked. Telling us what the next best thing about sex is. Or what is wrong and shameful. Nothing about human sexuality has changed. Or has it?
I am a big fan of sex. It can be liberating, uniting, and fulfilling. Sex is healthy for you sending a multitude of positive hormones surging throughout one’s body. Finding myself sadly shifting after going through menopause. I then had to be an advocate for my own sexuality. Many women I know in there forty’s and on become indifferent towards sex. Sex keeps us young; it is a proven fact, that sex is good and healthy. Maybe even motivating us to take better cares of ourselves.
Why am I so passionate about sex? If I could sum it up it would be to reach out to my fellow friends and encourage them to not give up on their own sexuality. Honor yourself, embracing the scared sexual being that is you. Keep the playground up and operative.
“It is wonderful to be a sexual creature” “There is great joy in sex”
“I am healthy in my sexuality”