I’m going to start this thread with a bit of music and poetry from several sources.
Madonna’s “Like a Prayer” video, 1989:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=icrUkBaSefs
“The Dark Night of the Soul” by St. John of the Cross, adapted into a song by Loreena McKennit, lyrics here:
http://www.quinlanroad.com/explorethemusic/maskandmirror.asp?id=91
And finally, a Wikipedia article on Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi, the great Sufi poet and teacher:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jalal_ad-Din_Muhammad_Rumi
These are offered as illustrations, not as authoritative texts, for the point of this thread, that being: the love of God is both similar to, and deeply conjoined with, erotic love. Sexuality and spirituality are conjoined twins, and one cannot suppress either one without also suppressing (or twisting or poisoning) the other.
What is spirituality?
I begin with the observation that we are each an expression of the All, yet each of us is also separated from the All and unaware of it.
What I mean by “an expression of the All” isn’t complicated. I simply mean that each part of the universe (including each individual person) emerges as an expression of the whole of the universe, so that the All is written in each of the parts, and each part connects to the All. Yet because our senses and our rational minds can observe and think about only the parts, the All, though everywhere, is often missed. And so we experience solitude, separation, the illusion of the unique and atomic self.
Spirituality is a desire to end that separation and unite with the All (or, in many mythologies, with God). This is not a detached yearning. It is a wild and passionate love, for in each of us sleeps a love for the All from which we came and from which we are separated, and when that love is awakened it is overwhelming. And what, at its most sublime, is sexuality? Also a wild and passionate love, and also a desire to unite with the beloved from which we are separated, for each other person is as much an expression of the All as we are, and so to unite with another is a way to unite with the All.
It is possible to engage, after a fashion, in either spirituality or sexuality while rejecting the other, but to do so is to put chains on what should be free, and to try to contain and make safe what is inherently uncontained and dangerous. Sexuality is often bound by man-made rules (that sometimes pretend to be God-made but never are); these it may shrug aside as an elephant ignores a cage made of paper strips; yet there is one rule regarding sexuality that is genuinely God-made, and that is that it be from the heart and not just from the loins, a yearning for union of the spirit along with the flesh. Sexuality that fails in this is a half-hungry and tepid thing, a relief for bodily urges but nothing that can either exalt or endanger the heart.
And spirituality? In its purity, the longing of the spirit for the All is profoundly sexual, and stirs the flesh along with the mind, so that one cannot but think of the Beloved in erotic terms. And so it is no accident that I, a heterosexual male, embody and personify in my mind the All as a Goddess, and She is my Lover as well as my Mother, the joy of my flesh and of my spirit alike. Yet there is a thread of Eros running through my relations with the God as well, though it is more muted and disguised.
There is this about those who would put chains on sexuality in the name of faith, and say that it is a wicked thing, or at best a dubious thing, to be contained within a cage of only-thus: only between man and woman, only in the bonds of marriage, only to produce children, only when the chains of law have imprisoned Pan and made Him safe. And that is that, without fail, such people also put chains on the spirit, and say that the love of the All is also something not to be trusted, except when it occurs within the confines of orthodoxy, and results in the prescribed words and thoughts. For one cannot chain one of these without also chaining the other.
The puritan is the inverse image – reversed in shade, but identical in form – of the pornographer, who strips sexuality of its spiritual dimensions and renders it controlled, safe, no danger to the heart, tame, and ultimately dull and vacuous.
The mistake that both of these make is to sever the two and try to have one without the other. To do this is to sever the tree from its roots, or the head of the fish from the body: both parts in the end will die.