It is interesting, the different forms of pleasure and bliss that you come across in meditation. But when you focus on them they inevitably seem to disappear... searching for bliss through meditation is a bit of a fools errand it seems, a symptom of clinging to comfort and pleasure which ensures that you won’t find the things you are looking for.
— physical pleasure, like the sensation of stroking a cat
— sexual pleasure, like the various stages before an orgasm
— heavenly bliss, like a fragment of delicious, lightly scented foamy perfume
— enlightening bliss, like a complete emptiness with beautiful light streaming through it
Some of these have lasted longer than others, but they were all temporary and they don’t repeat themselves in a regular fashion. Sometimes they come, sometimes not. It’s quite difficult to let them come and go without being attached or indulging in them. Mine do seem to be quite focussed on the body and physical sensation.
What are your experiences with meditative bliss?