“Oh, God! Oh, God! Oh, Jesus! Oh, God!”
Then she stopped.
“Am I offending you?” she asked quietly. She knew I was a church minister and divinity student.
I assured her she wasn’t.
“Oh, good. Sex is like a spiritual experience for me.”
“Sex is the closest that many people ever come to a spiritual experience. It is no accident that even atheists and agnostics will, at the moment of orgasm, routinely cry out, ‘Oh, God!’”
M. Scott Peck
I feel this energy building up within me. My body feels electric. I hear myself grunting and groaning. A grimace comes across my face. I plunge my cock as deep as possible into her. My heart is pounding in my chest. I gasp for breath. My skin quivers. I feel the muscles in my penis contract in anticipation of an imminent, unstoppable explosion. My senses are overwhelmed. It’s as if I’m about to lose consciousness. I surrender, letting go of the boundaries of self. My acute self-consciousness vanishes. I experience an openness, a feeling of existential liberation. I feel as if I’m leaving my body behind — ekstasis, standing outside the self. There is a rupture between the quotidian world I’m usually immersed in and this new dimension. The constraints of time and space have been obliterated. Everything stops. I am both fully immersed in and transported from the present. I taste eternity. In the fleeting euphoria of orgasmic spasm, awe overwhelms me. I experience a oneness with the universe. In its unique way, it is more revelatory than scripture.
“I confess I find more ecstasy in passion than in prayer.”
“Veronica Franco,” Dangerous Beauty
As opposed to Eastern religions or Catholicism, Lutheranism doesn’t have much of a mystical aspect. My religious life is void of mysticism. Except for the rapturous sensation of orgasm. Is it merely the product of my brain being soaked in oxytocin and dopamine? Or is it really something numinous?
At the moment of climax, I experience transcendence. I am whisked away from mundane reality into bliss. I don’t experience it in worship. Nor do I experience it in prayer. I only experience transcendence when I come. Sex is the closest I come to a genuine spiritual experience.
This sounds vaguely blasphemous, but it’s the truth. My religious belief tends to be dry and intellectual. Only in sex do I encounter the transcendent. It is in its own way a meditation.
“The divine in human form is the ecstasy of orgasm.”
Alexander Lowen
Theologian Christine Gudorf claims orgasm can “function as an experience of divine reality.” “The ecstasy of orgasm has frequently been compared with the ecstasy of mystic union with the Creator/unified cosmic reality.” It is “the ultimate experience of human freedom.”
The French description of orgasm is le petit mort. But I never feel more alive than I do in that ecstatic moment when I come.
“The ecstatic climax is a kind of atonement (an ‘at-one-ment’ produced by the analgesic mood alteration of orgasm).”
John Bradshaw
Lutheran Guilt 