Whatever is forbidden becomes the center of attention. A man who renounces food thinks about food all day, and a man who renounces woman meets her in every corner of his mind, so the act of denial fastens him to exactly what he fled. Repression is not transcendence; it is the same obsession wearing robes.
Thanksgiving is the whole instruction: taking what is given, food, love, the body, with gratitude rather than suspicion. Life met that way loosens its own grip, while life fought grows tighter around the fighter. Those who actually know have no quarrel with existence, because the quarrel was always the ego's way of feeling holy.