All have senses, but not all have sensuality because sensuality is predicated on one’s soul journey to self awareness. Lebo Grand
How often did it happen that you claimed to love something? Quite many time, right?
How often did it happen that something evoked your senses and made your body feel the pleasure? Something that makes every bit of your body feel the joy. I am sure there would be lesser entities evoking your sensuality as compared to the ones you claim to love. I think the true love for something is one that includes passion accompanied with sensual rapture.
“Sensuality is a way to positively inhabit the body, through pleasure and joy and fun and celebration,” says Rosara Torrisi. Usually it is thought that sensuality is derived from something sexual. However, it is not similar to sexuality. It is a step ahead of it. Sexual satisfaction is easier as compared to attaining sensual gratification.
In our lives we love doing certain activities and adopt some hobbies. Some of them are persistent staying with us life long while others sustain only for a short while. Have you ever had a hobby that let you experience sensuality? If I am asked this question, I would say, “Yes, there are some activities I love doing, yet there is one activity that gives me a unique kind of pleasure making my senses dance with delight, giving a relaxation to my body, tranquillity to my mind and peace to my heart.”
What is that activity? That is cleaning and organization. Clear, dust-free and spotless surfaces make me feel the delight when I am done with my cleaning job. After cleaning the glass surfaces of shelves I want to look at them again and again. The view gives me happiness. Cleaning the corners of rooms and furniture makes me feel lighter.
Mess and disorganisation is something that makes me feel irritated and angry. I love organization in my surrounding. Organizing goods demands a level of creativity where you have to keep things at appropriate places in apt positions. This love for organization has made it possible for me to keep large number of goods in limited space.
I don’t remember when this love was developed. I think it is genetically inherited. I have always seen my father keeping records of documents, tools and other goods in a way that you can reach to them with closed eyes.
When I was a young kid I had a show case in which I kept my toys properly organized, decorated beautifully. Growing up I kept my books and cupboards ordered. Gradually, I took responsibility for other household organization tasks on me. My mom once said it is just me who settles these many bed coverings in that small a cabinet. For feasts and gatherings, I happily take the responsibility for crockery arrangement.
The desire for organization and cleaning is kind of an obsession to me. If I find someone else’s place disorganized I feel the desire to make it organized, and if I can do it, I do it (provided the person doesn’t mind).
Sometimes, due to lack of time my drawers and cupboards get disorganised. It makes me anxious. I feel like I am seeing the disorganisation even behind the closed doors.
When I am done with cleaning task, there is a kind of peace that reside in me. My heart sings. I feel like flying freely in the air just like a fragrance.
I haven’t ever thought of converting this love into career, yet I know that this hobby has a potential to turn into career. With these organisation skills, event management and home decor are worthwhile jobs to do. I am sure these careers would make me feel elated.
That’s the story of my love for an activity. Do you have a passion that gives delight to your senses?
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