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It saddens me that we think we need to go through these mating rituals--the pursed lips, the accentuation of private areas in (strange) clothing, adding all these adornments, toys, rituals, blah blah blah...no wonder people are so confused, so lonely.

I love the human body in its bare perfection. There is nothing on earth so glorious. And I trust it. I trust who made it. I love the one I'm in and the one I'm joined to. Both have done amazing things.

Sometimes for some stupid reason i watch those birth shows on TV. And invariably, they piss me off. I think there's a link, though. We don't trust our bodies to just make love, without a million external preambles, excuses, preparations.

Neither do we trust our bodies to carry and birth the result of that love. We hook ourselves up to machines, we give our bodies to "experts" (what a laugh), we are so grateful when they insert things in and drag things out. WTF? This is just like the current sex scene, which feels, well, like surgery! Either a sterile, medicalized event--or one where everything is ripped out of you, heart and soul and body.

What makes me even sadder is when people of faith give away both of these events--or start off with the first being so pure and lovely and memorable, only to think they "have to" give it over to the medical industry. Who invariably bungle the whole thing.

In my classes, I run a thread through the teaching that birth is just like sex. It's just another part of that cycle. A painful part sometimes, certainly an intense part, but, just like orgasm, it's an event that can open your eyes to a beautiful part of reality you never knew was there. If we were to think of birth as an intimate, loving event, it would change EVERYTHING. Especially our lives as couples and lovers, and our babies' lives. It would change how we see each other as human beings, i think.