Not to be pulled apart by the urgings of the body yet not to swear off the corporeal pleasures unique to human experience. Neither to give into one’s appetitive cravings nor to practice world-denying asceticism. Neither vanity nor shame. Neither the wrong Yes nor the wrong No.

How then?

Listen: the warmth of the sun beneath one’s shirt. The loose heaviness of a sweater about one’s shoulders. The soft brush of a lover’s kiss. The satisfaction of simple food.

Temperance. Art.

In other words, the cultivation of an aesthetic appreciation of the simple pleasures of human experience. To relish, John Locke once said.