Oh Rob Brezsny, you are certainly barking up my tree. From www.freewillastrology.com:

Self-help author Barbara De Angelis wrote a book that offers to help us learn “how to make love all the time.” Maybe I’ll read it someday, but right now I’m more interested in your take on the subject. How would you make love — not have sex, but make love — with your sandwich, with the music you listen to, with a vase of flowers, with the familiar strangers sitting in the cafe, with everything? Your expertise in this art is now at a peak.

This has been on my mind a lot lately. I feel invested in my project: Teaching Myself to Love, but also like I’m at a roadblock. My mission for the projected 5-year project is to learn to be a good lover, as an active practice, in life as well as romance. I envisioned multiple, parallel running soft threads of projects that involved daily practice and then period knots of larger public performances, events, and installations. But now I keep rolling over the idea of how to incorporate this urge into my daily life, and then how to make that art. I think of trying to establish daily practices related to loving and then document them, but that is ringing hollow to me right now. Or maybe I’m just at the still hibernatory lull of the year where small but consistent change and activity feels beyond reach. Its much clearer and feels more accessible for me to organize a larger event or public piece than to create small, persistent, ubiquitous love-art. I recognize that my habits around creativity have been problematic lately, more conducive to shame and sleep-deprivation than to loving. So how to bring the love in every day, and how to feel or express the art in the reach to act, to open, to relax, to love? How to make it for real and make it feel real to me without making it such a big deal?
I don’t know. I’m working on it.