So I have been doing this today and it has been interesting to say the least! 
Indeed allowing sensuousness is inviting actuality, I had so much fun with this earlier. I know it at the instant it happens, the smells, the air on the skin, the sounds etc they are undeniably actual, it is all experienced anhedonically, that is to say there is nothing of affect that is spoiling the experience, it is the senses sensing and the purity of it all is astounding.
It is also incredibly familiar and ordinary, how is it that the very experience of being here as the senses can be so utterly fulfilling, such delicious intimacy with nothing missing at all. It’s not that something was missing and then upon ‘my’ abeyance the gap is filled, rather ‘I’ am the thing that is getting in the way of the perfection and purity that is already here, ‘I’ am the dirty thing.
I found that the more I revel in sensuousness the more I find myself here where this moment is happening, ‘I’ get closer and closer until it happens and I am already here as the senses. It’s fascinating that sensuousness leads one in the opposite direction from ‘reality’, actuality and ‘reality’ are incompatible. Allowing sensuousness I can observe ‘reality’ peeling back, it becomes less and less relevant until it’s nowhere to be found.
It’s such a fascinating gradient to observe because in the opposite direction, towards ‘reality’, is where ‘my’ dramas become progressively more serious, more seductive, more all encompassing. Indeed going all the way in that direction they are “all that exists/all that counts”.
Then watching it play out in the opposite direction those dramas begin to drop their seriousness, they seem flimsy, all of a sudden there is wonder at the fact that I have been here all along, and where is ‘reality’ now?
So what I have been doing today could be rightly called acclimatising oneself to the perfection and purity of the actual world. It’s allowing it over and over and in all situations rather than reserving it for when the stars align. It makes sense, how else could ‘I’ have the confidence to allow it irrevocably. There is still resistance at this proposition, that from now on life would only be this perfection and purity, it’s kind of funny actually, what more could one ask for and yet ‘I’ resist this haha. But now it is this genuine proposition hanging in front of ‘me’, can ‘I’ allow only perfection and purity. The way ‘I’ demonstrate ‘my’ commitment to this decision is… by allowing perfection and purity each moment again of course 