Nuzzling Up Against Life

I have always been interested in the nuances that distinguish sexuality from sensuality and recently ran into a lovely description written by MargauxMeade at her blog, Love in the Time of Addiction:

"My sexuality used to be such a big part of who I was. I could feel it pulsating beneath my skin and surrounding me like a force field. It undulated when I moved and clung to my clothes like perfume.....I'd say it was less sexuality than sensuality--a desire to nuzzle up against life."

This is a highly effective description of sensuality that embraces the spirit of loving life, being engaged, making meaning, savouring experiences, being enchanted by concepts, colors, shapes, scents, texture. Sensuality surfaces or fails to surface in every little thing a person does or with which he surrounds himself and fills his heart and mind.  Sensuality exhibits passion about everything, not just love objects.   

Sex is fairly mechanical or manipulative unless infused with honest sensuality.  This is why blantantly sexual public expressions are crude and unattractive to me.  But the alchemy of sex and sensuality produces a force that shimmers.