The question I get most often, before anything else, is some version of this: but what actually happens?Not what tantra means philosophically. Not the history of it. What happens in the room, on the day, when you arrive.It is a fair question and it deserves a straight...
Tantra Massage for Women: What Your Nervous System Is Telling You... She Has Everything Together. Her Nervous System Tells a Different Story. About Stress, Burnout, and the Art of Receiving She is remarkable and the people around her know it. She gets things...
Nobody Told You What to Expect If you are reading this and you have never booked a session with a tantra-informed bodywork practitioner before, there is a good chance that nobody has given you a clear picture of what the process actually involves. The industry as a...
You found a name online. Maybe a website, a few photos, some language about healing and the body. Something in you leaned toward it, curious and a little cautious at the same time. And then came the question you did not quite know how to ask out loud: how do I know if...
Someone asked me once, at a dinner party, what I do for work. I told them. I watched their face shift through three different expressions in about two seconds. Something between intrigue and discomfort and a question they weren't sure they were allowed to ask. I know...
Something happens in the days before a first booking. The website has been visited more than once. The healer bios have been read carefully. The FAQ has been scanned. And still, the finger hovers over the button without pressing it. Not because the person is not...
You Do Not Have to Fix Yourself to Feel Pleasure: How Tantra and Parts Work Heal Intimacy From the Inside Out You do not have to fix yourself to feel pleasure. That is the first thing I want you to know before you read another word. I have sat with people in the most...
Something I notice often, and have felt myself, is the particular quality of exhaustion that does not announce itself. It does not arrive as collapse. It does not come with obvious distress signals. It moves quietly beneath a life that, by every external measure, is...
