Embodied Transcendence

At about 0:43:

I hear about a lot of obligatory sex, and I hear about good enough sex, crazy sex, rough sex, passionate sex, and I hear about a lot of bad sex, but not this dissolving thing. Altered States. You know what I'm talking about. We've all experienced them in nature at the top of a mountain, or sitting at the edge of the water, walking through the woods, listening to music, playing music, dancing, drugs. Time and space dissolve. It's like the edges of the body seem to disappear, diffuse. It's that crazy Oneness thing. For me it begins to feel like this sweet cool rain that begins to expand through my veins, but it's also electric, which probably doesn't make sense but that's how it feels, and I experience it through my body.

At about 13:49:

I’ve got myself on a couple of dating portals, but partners that are interested in that kind of transcendent communion, they’re in short supply. I speak to men and women daily hopefully helping them relax their tensions so they can have just a small taste of what I know is possible. I miss that embodied Transcendence. But here’s what I think. I think the erotic was a portal for me, but the field is much bigger than that. The field includes all of reality: music and dance and sex and drugs and art and joy and bliss and grief and fear and birth and death. I’d like each of us to discover our own really unique and distinctive door into that field, so that we all of us can experience the reality, particularly in these times, of our profound communion and connection.

By way of calibration and reference, see the post  Recreational, Restorative, and Transformative experience in music and sex.