Intimacy, for me, is a beautifully intense connection with another. With my anam cara, a deep, eternal union is rooted. Openly, I share the innermost aspects of my Self with this person. In these gloriously intimate moments, we take off our masks, revealing our vulnerable selves β our most pure essence. Ego leaves this space for us. We have channelled a force greater than ourselves where selfless-love flows, uniting us. We melt away into a perfect Oneness. I see your love, your feelings and your soul.
Intimacy has become almost an obsession for me. It is what I crave most in my relationships with lovers; what I value most in my friendships. It feeds me on every level, makes my heart sing, turns me on, adds juiciness and aliveness to my every contact, and is a constant reminder of all the riches that life offers.
Rooted in presence and acceptance, it invites me to live my life in the most authentic way, to trust and to relate honestly, to listen and share without prejudice, to move beyond the tyranny of old stories and meet the other in trust, without barriers or projections.
The first time I had a tantric massage, I discovered how natural and liberating nakedness in this context can be. Not only can it bring deep relaxation, but also a new knowledge of your body and soul. Some people believe that intimacy equals sex. For me, sex is only one ingredient for creating intimacy. Tantra has taught me that sex is a nice but superficial exchange of energy, while lovemaking with full presence creates a deep soul connection which provides a high level of intimacy between partners.
It is a mosaic that is formed gradually and consists of many stones. Intimacy involves lowering your defences and sharing that fragile part of your soul that may have been hurt in the past, trusting your partner not to hurt you again. It is about being able to share the whole range of feelings and experiences we have as human beings.
