Orgasmic Journey London

A Tantric orgasm is like a delicious bath in a golden dream, part liquid, part ethereal, pixelated, a rush into an ecstatic realm. The lightest ascent into heaven, beyond the scope of human reality as you have experienced it. ✨ 
 
It is the antithesis and absence of thought, of scrunching, tensing, crushing anguish, of darkness and of the shame that cages the human soul. It is the expansion that calls in God, that grows to meet God that paces and flows and thunders magnificently over waterfalls and rainbows. It is your human right, a secret that befalls those who seek it, those who are brave to search deep, to open, to dream, to meet the soul of their lover and find union in everlasting bliss. 

The multitude of keys that jangle against your skin since birth are to love wildly and freely, to surrender and serve our beautiful universe. Standing in the heart of time, conscious, and finding delight in all that moves in the breeze. Each breath easing into the orgasm as an inhalation of energy that feeds every cell in a tingling, glinting, bubbling, that shines light through every recess of your body, expunging every shadow that ever was. An effervescence that flows into all aspects of life. 
 
Once tasted, the tantric orgasm is never forgotten, only adding to life’s rich tapestry as an undercurrent that urges the pulsating rhythm of your existence, that moves you forward with active agency, that permeates love into your actions and into your loved ones. It will merge and become the state of life itself. You will forget what was before. People will see it in your face, they won’t know why your eyes glow, why the gargoyles in your past recoil as you float as if on the naked earth unspoilt as it once was. 
Collectively, the Tantric orgasm is our salvation. The toads and the birds and the man in his little straw hut, the soldier with his gun and the mountaineers on Everest’s peak, and the women in their nunnery won’t know why, but they will feel it. Its tune will rise above the orchestra and out of the auditorium of Kali Yuga’s concrete neon jungle of office desks, wireless radiation, poverty, plastic trees and the tik tok of drudgery, the compressed hunger of humanity, as it echoes through landmines and bursts us free. Soaring beneath the blazing sun, the songbird sings its song of harmony.

Orgasms have become for me so much more than just a pleasurable experience. Orgasms have become for me a way in which I begin to discover a depth of myself. They have become one of the most powerful instruments to understand my lover’s inner universe, and even more, a way to know God. Through experiencing orgasms in different areas of the body, with a heightened awareness, on a background of elevated joy and continuously rising love I have discovered nuances of my femininity that I otherwise could have spent years meditating in order to understand. In the heights of orgasm, I have felt the most expansive freedom and profound happiness that have permeated all areas of life, catapulting me on the spiritual path towards my aspirations and ideals.