I love these words as I write them.

They feel delicious to sound out onto paper. 

For after twenty three years of exploring a life lived in breath, body and sex, they ring so perfectly true.

It is one of my greatest loves of Tantra…

The Journey.

For it is richly aligned with life, and as we surrender to this notion of life being a journey, we stay attuned to the innocent experiences of curiosity, awe and wonder. 

We in all our human conditions and society pressures, have grown stagnant, viewing everything as a goal, burdened with expectation. 

We want a destination.

It offers some false sense of safety.

We seek and demand A to B.

We relish in results, with such an intense focus that leaves us exhausted.

We bypass the treasures available to us in the process.

Tantra offers us methods to remember and return to the simplicity of life.

The teachings remind us again and again. Bring us back to a new depth of trusting the effortless flow of life, silently waiting for us to let go of and sink in …

We hanker for less.

Experience and feel more. 

Of course the mind will struggle with letting go of destination, for surely that means we will never have what we desire.

Surely that means enlightenment and our dreams will always remain out of reach.

But there is no arriving, whether that be in enlightenment, joy, love, or or peace. For life is not a destination. It is felt in the full presence of this breath … and this breath …

Where we can feel life humming through us.

Moving us.

We notice and feel a fullness to who we are and what we do, that was not there before.

We notice attachments, drama, chaos, materials, fear, take up less space.

Goals matter less because each step of a Tantric Journey offers more ❤️