Writing about sex is like writing about my entire life.  It was never taught to me as a sacred practice, so it was never sacred... not until the last 10-15 years or so of my life and after I was introduced to tantric sexual practices.  My sexuality is definitely part of the mile markers of my life...  I was extremely permiscuous sexually and my career as a musician lent the perfect "breeding" ground for sex as something to participate in as a passionate yet love-less endeavor.  I always thought I was the classic girl/woman looking for acceptance through my sexuality... only most times, I was accepted sexually but not emotionally. Needless to say, over years of this practice I began to feel empty and regretful inside and I stopped resptecting myself and my body....and the next morning guilts were immense.  I must admit, there were times when I didn't regret the one night stand where the connection was unbelievable, if not fleeting, and I have never forgotten those times, though they are very few and happened later in life when I was more conscious.  I guess there's a time for "wild" and time to grow up and realize that my body truly is my temple.... and I respect and love my temple and no one can "enter" this temple if they do not respect it. My temple is who I am and more than my body.  It took a very long time for me to get here... to be connected to my body and soul - and I don't feel sexual if the connection is not there.  I can't even make love with my husband if I do not feel connected emotionally or intimately...   I think sometimes he wishes he knew me when I was "wild" and had no connection to my body or self, except to look for that acknowledgment or acceptance from an exterior standpoint.  How I wish that Tantra was taught in every school - offering a beautiful and meaningful point of view on sex - so that these kids, yes kids who are now having sex much more early in life, know that it exists. I understand the animalistic qualities of sex and it can be exciting... I don't know why the evolution of meaningful sex takes place, more often than not, later in life.... perhaps it is part of maturing?  These days I get turned on by completely different things when it comes to making love.... happiness, gentleness, humor....kindness and most importantly, respect.