We are all well programmed into believing that ‘the sensual approach’ only targets romantic love in this day and age, and has done so for millennia.

We are also in the battle for change both on a collective level and on a personal level. It should be both; if we think they are separated awakenings we are still very profoundly at sleep.

We talk about love in general, we talk about love romantically and we talk about self-love or I would prefer: Love In (it)Self. Love the Love. And that ‘Love should not be packed away on a separate shelf in the storage facility of the soul. And we talk about the Love for the collective human spirit.

Opposite: It is such a thin line isn’t it, between anger and deep-rooted hate. Hate as a form of status quo in a person will eat their souls and the disgusting scent of methane will actually manifest in the physical.

You can always spot a ‘hater’ by their ‘Kills’ and their ‘Killing of Life’, in general.

Harder to spot privately.
The ones in your circle that you might want to get rid of very, very fast, are into ‘Killing Life’ that tries to emerge from the longing within you. They are the: ‘No’ crowd.
They deny you life and the need you have to express it creatively, lovingly – they basically keep you caged.
They don’t say ‘No’ to keep you safe, as they say – They say ‘No’ because they don’t want you safe.
So eager little measly servants, knowingly or not, of the Control System who don’t understand sensuality.
One could say, because sensuality is feminine – but it is not, it is equally masculine – but let’s not tell people that.

They have no life themselves. Afraid, they are, of the sensual approach to life, which leaves the following statement to die a slow death, and thereby you: “Every love affair on this planet is a love affair with the God force.”

Why not get seduced by the abundant beauty of a flower…What in the world, could be wrong with that?

We each hold so much longing for the sensuality of nature, the sensuality of natural food, a choir of birds in the morning, a breeze through a treetop and a lovers gentle touch.

Food is a very sensual affair since our sense of taste is very highly tuned in with our sense of quality of life. In other words, are we eating or are we enjoying our meal and do we feel a safety in it. There’s a serenity in quality food and once we get that, we don’t need much of it.

This should very much account for the shitty toxic food matrix, since the system of fear, doesn’t want sensuality in any way.
When it sees it – it abuses it.
It wants the mechanic ‘death by animal factory’, approach… and ‘organic’ is a very interesting word also in the subconscious way of understanding it, since organic is synergy, wholeness, and inclusive.
Beauty is the Antidote to Fear, and if we lose sight of that – we’re dead because we are scared inside. Afraid of softness, afraid of vulnerability. Kindness, mistaken for weakness.
But it was never our fear, it is programmed fear.

Ever look at the awe of things/life/beauty children just have?

Sensuality is an expression of inclusiveness, of being absorbed, attracted, holding things holy because they manifested out of an expressed universal sensuality. Sensuality basically understands the dance of the cosmos, the ever-changing sensual dance of the planet we are on and all of its manifestations.

So we try to go for the soft approach, which has a vibrancy of sensual to it, if we want to stand firm somewhere in the constructive middle of things practicing that approach. I believe that as a good place to be.

There is a form of angriness that counters sensuality that I’m beginning to see people expressing. The spark is somehow rooted in the fact that the matrix has them surrounded.

If that is where you are maybe you can use this way out:

Examine if you are a ‘Life Killer’, since in some way we attract what we are. If that’s the case and I hold no judgment to that, maybe examine your programming. Whatever programmed this could do it because it had the power to do so and maybe you gave it that power. Take it back!

“Easier said than done, Bro” – you might say.

No. It’s easy:

Surrender to sensuality. Sensuality doesn’t make you weaker as the matrix told you. It makes you stronger, and once you let it in, it certainly won’t leave you, unless you would decide for it to do so. That’s the power of our minds and that’s the very obvious and concrete power in the sensual combined with its stealth stillness.

Love can take everything down and build everything up.

Hate can’t – it can’t build anything up. But I’m not talking surface based luuuve here, I never do.

I’m talking about the cracking point of it, the shift towards it, in a climate where so many claim to have it, while they’re still killing all the life around them. Look out for those toxic, self-righteous, angry mind-benders.

Sensuality is so simple to practice and its only fuel is a kind of soul longing need to express gratitude in being here in 3D and to channel it back to the source that awaked it within us. It´s a loop of blessing-gratitude and respect towards whatever put us here.

Some would say that our senses, which are our fuel towards the sensual, are illusions, glamour.

I don’t necessarily agree. The senses have low vibes and high vibes too, so there’s an evolution of the senses as we go along and allow ourselves to embed them and freely express them. It’s romancing the world and all in it. So the senses follow our consciousness and our consciousness follows the senses.

We become sophisticated with them as they will become sophisticated with us as we keep hammering the matrix coldness with the beating of the warmth in each of our beating hearts.

I know that now, because every day the matrix is getting colder and we’re getting warmer by surrendering to the fragility of sensuality and very much waking up to the fact that the sensual approach is a weapon we most certainly will need.

To live without the fear of touching it, expressing it… whether we see it in nature, the cosmos, a beautiful woman, a beautiful man, a deer in the morning mist, the sensuality in hearing the truth……it is everywhere; the sacred pulse of sensuality. Listen for it, it whispers only….

All things dances in a sacred sensual pulse towards us and we certainly deserve to kiss, touch and transcend it all.
Hereby sensuality transcends into sacred.

©2021 Soren Dreier