The unknown hands.
Hands on my skin,
to repair the wounds,
to make the unity, to feel my body live,
to make peace with myself.
Hands on my body,
to assemble the thousand broken pieces of my heart
to revive the flame which seemed to pass away forever.
to say with the gestures the words ever said,
to feel the joy of life,
to feel in me life and happiness.
These hands which seem to me anonymous
make me discover what I am, they make me know myself,
as if they knew my secret, break the carapace,
and make the song break the silence of death
whick hid me the happiness. Françoise.
I am starting writing to you what I felt during the massage and although they have passed almost 20 days I feel that it is like yesterday, having the sense still in my body and in my heart...
Not only I did not have any expectation, but also I did not know anything about the process... I came open and full of trust... When you started giving me massage on my back I felt a strong pain on the side of the heart and I started to cry.... but after a very while, as your hands where moving deeper on the whole place of the back that pain suddenly and very quickly released....
When you started to move your hands from the neck and forward down, I started lose the sense of my body, I lost the gravity of my body, feeling more and more lighter and then there was only pleasure... I surrender in that pleasure...and gradually I started to feel more and more sensual pleasure...
I was feeling like having as a snake moving from the sex, the belly and up to the heart,to my head... Feeling that energy I was in unity.. I have never felt such a unity before... I was only love, I was only energy... I felt my body wanting to shake and shake... I surrendered in that inside movement and it was like being in trance...
I started to have orgasms... no sense of the body as it is... I had lost any sense of the space arround me... like being in other dimension... I was feeling huge and expanded... in an inner ecstacy... I wanted to have more orgasms but I wanted to keep that energy inside my body, I wanted to keep that inner shaking...
I had also a strong feeling of burning... my whole body was burning, especially the front side...At the first moments I was a little scared of that and I said "oh my God, what is happening here?" but in a very little time, I let it go... so, very quickly, I surrender and all the rest followed...orgasms, feeling unity, ecstacy etc....
When I opened my eyes, I was feeling like the time had been stopped... no time, no sense of where I really am... It was like a trip with no dimensions... I felt love and I saw truth in this.... I started to cry because of this love, of this happiness, of this freedom, of this unity of this experience....
For the rest of the days, that sense of burning was coming up inside my body suddenly, without doing anything, and it was amazing, starting feeling wet in my sex, and then a kind of energy was running and running and made me feel so happy, so blissful, so much love and joy... It continues happening until today...so amazing... Argy.
I was lost, bewildered, abandoned, in total mess with myself but I knew one thing is that I still want to learn to give. It would be for me the way to meet me, know who I was and win. Then together, we agreed, agreed to exchange, you, with your experience, your calm and your indulgence, I with my spontaneity, my clumsiness but my truth.
Yes I tell you that I want to tell the world what it July 14, I just live and expect to discover without anything, without any a priori thanks to you, this door you got me open.
Just let go, to go to the embryonic state, like when we were all babies, maybe even a fetus besides, only a few cells, perhaps, who are just forming.
Everything then bathed in amniotic fluid perfect 'so simple that sweetness and soft carrying you and welcomes you. The hands of my masseur, are nothing other than what became amniotic fluid, this wonderful home, soft but vibrant, full of energy and promise that loves you as you are, this acceptance of oneself Similarly, and yes as is, returned to its origin, its essence.
Make this path. Understand everything. Not necessarily need to put words suddenly to understand his life. The work of the masseur, lulls you and help you assimilate many things, in all languages of the world, no need to say or to speak. Her massage is a universal language and translated everything. Being yourself, just be. Being his essence. Emma.
August ... Kundalini, Divine Mother of love ...
The fifth day of the summer school will remain etched in my memory forever.
Under the hands of my masseuse, an energy up my base chakra, enjoyment comes. The climb continues until plexus immense happiness came over me, an intense force, the tears of joy flowing. The beauty makes me lose control; and suddenly I feel over my head a powerful divine force filled with love, not fear. Total surrender to this love, this grace.
Energy is becoming more and more present, it is there; I feel that it may invest the entire earth and all its beings. I am under its influence, I can not control anything, and am observer of what is going on.
The force penetrates me, everything becomes yellow-orange in the room, the words out of my mouth. This "message" that I release to all those present, I do not control the way, my conscience and my mind are like asleep.
Suddenly I see all the events of my life, those that have brought me to this revelation.
I have no sense of time.
Hands on my feet allowed me to come back in the room, The descent into my body, is accompanied by a feeling of cold.
My life has changed since that day, everything was lighter, I feel cleansed, pardons agree, a great peace within me. My contacts with other humans worldwide are Love. I feel in harmony, in tune with my inner being. Humility, joy, happiness, confidence became my daily life. I bathe in bliss. Christian.
Workshop... I want to share with you how I feel since last weekend in cottage ... In short, I want to say + + living conscious. Breathing Saturday morning certainly "unlocked" something in me ... I feel lighter (weighing 100kgs me at times) ... Since there is a feeling of warmth and the presence of an inner smile .
The meeting of the two women with whom I shared the massage touched me deep inside me. I was a little apprehensive of being parasitized by the inescapable erotic dimension ... this sacred sharing calmed my internal tensions, I feel more "whole", both in giving than in receiving it. Abandonment to the other, my sense of vulnerability, my frailty ... dare share freed me. Yes ... locks still skipped this weekend ...
The ritual disturbed me and hit too ... I do not recognize myself, I felt the woman, femininity singular way ... I can not find the words, just know that I'm happy (that is rare in this state of being me ...). I think I found this lost innocence a long time ago ...
I would, however, be able to slow the course of my thoughts which take orders too often since Sunday. Waiting to see you with happiness.
With my gratitude.Charlie.
My first Tantric massage in March 2005 was a revelation: revelation of desire, pleasure and love living in my whole being.
Revelation of the other so close to my heart in communion I feel already. A man near me, attentive and gentle that reveals to me that my body has energy and power of love.
Then the discovery that that's life in me that needs to occur in these exchanges so subtle, so fluid. He accompanies me this man whose hands offer much more than a massage. He guides me to who I really am, without judging it.
Then massage follow, are not alike, opening my body and consciousness in the presence of myself and masseur, in a privileged relationship.
The fun goes, crying too, memories, rages at heart, surprises, "re" painfully -traversées of registered events. I open up my body, welcoming what comes is what provides me if this man in my whole being.
And my body opens and give myself to myself in all that it contains, inviting me to release what is no longer useful. It also betrays me it does not yet contain and which becomes possible, because finally accepted and welcomed and even desired by conscience.
Vital Breath exercises strengthen this opening so fragile, lead me to want intensely for the happiness it gives me to be myself. The space is created by the magic of the experience of the man who led me and I am wonderfully present.
I know it is there and I can go as far as possible by myself, in this extraordinary journey of life in me and what I can do. And when I close is like a sun that goes out. And whatever cost me the insights that bring me to the light in me, the light has turned this man in a thousand places of my body can never be extinguished.
Thank you to you, who listens to me and enlighten me with your hands, with your heart. MD - Paris
I had a new experience. I was myself, I bathed in the delight of being totally free to be true ... and I found another one.
I was loved and worn to a peaceful lake, a huge ... suddenly engulfed by a violent fire. I bathed in the soft, I felt my body gained through pleasure ... then I was seized by a force torrent.
I felt the body, the soul and the animal energy. I was both a spirit, a chair, a will, a force to be overwhelmed and helpless. I was the one I know and another. This time, it was me. Too. Perhaps the one I miss sometimes, I'm looking confused, without knowing it.
I want to welcome him grow as a diamond that grows by gaining new facets. This was only my second tantric massage. Is it an unexpected way I discovered to a sun that reveals other colors and other shades. In any case, it will be a way I want to explore to discover that I'll find it, the stranger that is within me, this brother forgotten, neglected.
I am fortunate to have received in the past massages very high quality, which brought me physical pleasure and emotional healing, bound manner. It was their goal and they reached beautifully. I got this time is not a massage, but a passage to ... I do not know. If that love and life force are the source. The result of their encounter with what I will be unique and personal.
I wish to express my appreciation and admiration for the masseuse who won and greeted me, both voluntary and guide instrument consenting to a superior and natural movement. A spiritual companion of an unusual type.
To be continued. Today I am pleased with the gift I received: my future is enriched with an additional perspective of joy of living. A. Paris
Workshop..... "There all is order and beauty, luxury, calm and voluptuousness." (C.Baudelaire; An Invitation to Travel, The Flowers of Evil). This tantric massage course was for me like a big bubble of joy, happiness and freedom. Enter the bubble, take, give, receive, friendship, love, fill with happiness. This is pure, beautiful and simple. Nothing but the generosity and respect, the desire to fill the other for what he has become in this magical moment: an extraordinary, bright, beaming. We are there for him, for himself, for life.
We made it his own experience, one comes face to himself, to what is sensed or are unaware of his own emotions, on edge, or buried in the depths of his being. One can explore the forgotten stories or simply walk on this path of initiation through her, for him, its presence disinterested love lavished, arms that welcome you to the hand that holds you, just to assist you in back to itself, in this journey to emotions in this dalliance with the senses.
Free, because not judged. Time seems to have stopped within a few hours. Still out of the bubble and start different, swollen heart, wondering about the sublime and the shackles.
Thank you again to those and to those who made this possible. N. S.
I have traveled around the world and follower of massages, I had to try everything that could exist at all latitudes .....
I had the chance to have a day on the phone and you told me in the hollow of the ear massage Cocoon ..... I did immediately confidence and I was fortunate to receive a Tantric massage last week when one of my business trips to Paris.
Explain what really happened during that massage would be too long because I had an adventure out of natural ... Often attentive to the masseuse whenever I had been massaged before, which affected the perception massage, this time I let myself go completely, listening to his advice .....
It was the first time I really could "let go", thanks to its experience and perfection of his massage .... At one point, I felt in my head something great, I was literally in ecstasy ... I had never before felt something similar .....
Cocoon thank you!. Georges.
April. The first Cocoon massage was a delightful
surprise because I discovered all the potential it was giving me to develop
myself, even if the first time I was very shy. Since the benefit of the massage
can be felt for three weeks, I chose a rythm of once a month, which is perfect.
Little by little, I let Cocoon aproach me, which set all my energy free, being
delicately accompanied by the masseur. I feel today completely open to life,
which make me deeply happy every day. Each time I have another massage, I
discover new dimensions I didn't know of within myself which enriches me.
I am now following a path which is better than any kind of therapy and that
I would never leave anymore...D. Monaco.
August...... I wanted simply to share with you what happens to me since yesterday. I was deeply touched with the massage I received. There were moments where the physical pains were very present, but they quickly disapeared to leave place to a feeling of acceptance and revival. Something that I will not be able to qualify, a hot, soft and powerful flow at the same time started to circulate in my belly and the plexus. I feel a new energy at the same time serene and trustful... Ste...
A dark tunnel with the wall strangely flexible.
Far away a light.
I want to leave this place.
I observe as a spectator, it's another me
Who struggles, who undergoes and guides at the same time.
A storm in me which tears apart my entrails,
A tidal wave which goes up and suffocates me,
Whereas releving hands go through my body.
Suddenly a presence
It is there once more to help me.
The remote light takes the form of an Arab lamp.
A music, the sun, all sing in my head.
I let myself being rocked by the hands always there,
Who awake hidden feelings.
All this softness, this rejected pleasure for too long,
The more I think of it, the more I want it
To avoid to be unhappy.
From all this work of negation came out death,
That I feel, at the bottom of me, in my body which does not want
anything any more,
Who hopes no more. Wise, quiet, like death in my arms.
I do not know who guided my steps towards this room.
I do not know how I accepted these unknown hands on my naked body,
How I let myself rock by this softness,
For finally feeling heat in my belly
And bliss flow through all my body.... F.
rogressively, in the tantric massage sessions and shamanic breathing, I had discovered, or rather rediscovered ... I got to meet different women in me, dance with the goddess, laugh with the witch , cry with the little girl , howl with the wild woman, enjoy with the free woman..... (more)
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