Being a Sensualist

Love squishing mud between your toes and walking barefoot with the thrill of possibly (accidentally) squishing a creepy bug. 

Roll down a steep grassy hill and be itchy afterward. Even better - if you get poison ivy, go ahead and scratch it. (If you are highly sensitive to it like I am, you know what I mean!)

Don't just delicately smell a flower, stick your whole face in one. 

When you see someone you have massive affection for, throw your arms around them, pull them to your heart and feel their existence. Then, step back for a moment, look directly into their eyes and tell them what you feel for them. Allow yourself to have lots of internal surges of your feelings about the people you’re affectionate about. 

Write random stuff.  It doesn’t have to make sense to anyone but you.

Food is a sensory experience which permeates your entire body and your...TASTE IT.  Suck a lemon, savor a spoonful of honey, nosh on some stinky cheese, lick melted chocolate off your finger, devour a very hot pepper. 

Tickle and/or get tickled.

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Stay up until 2am talking with a good friend until the conversation turns to sleepy delirium and you don't even know what the last thing you said was. Then connect with that person next morning, let them know how much you like talking to them. 

Gaze at the moon, the stars, the sky, the clouds as though there is nothing else to stare at...ever. 

Wake up.

Step outside.

Breathe deeply.

Smile and explode with ecstasy.