“Everybody wants to let go, but how do you let go if you don’t hold things, if you don’t touch things in full consciousness, with a totally open heart? In Tantrism, the first thing is having the experience of touch, of profound contact with things, with the universe, without mental commotion. Everything begins there: touching the universe deeply . . . In seeking to let go before taking hold, one doesn’t understand the profound dynamic of love, the fabulous power we all possess. We are all like bombs ready to explode with love . . . Agreeing to touch the other is agreeing to make this bomb explode.” - Devi, in “Tantric Quest” by Daniel Odier
This post offers the naked energy of my own being. I touch my Self in your presence, so that both of our hearts can wake up.
Like dropping over a cliff, I let go of all questions, all defenses, all doubts. There is no resistance. A tingly rush sweeps through my body as I free-fall.
I EMBRACE this moment, exactly as it is. I feel every part of my body say yes. I invite the universe in to myself. I shiver when I touch the ground of the present moment. The wind is full. My body is full. The taste of my mouth is full. The movement of my breath is full and complete. I feel the fullness of me. I ache with this fullness.
Let this very moment touch you too. As the sunlight hits your face, let it penetrate your ribs, your stomach, your pelvis, your lips, your heart. Let the emotion stirred by these words enter your heart, your body. Let yourself grow warm. Let your heart out from its cage, let its desire for connection sweep through you.
I ALLOW myself to be, exactly as I am. I am complete. My beauty–the fact that I EXIST–takes my breath away. I possess a fabulous power. I see myself, and I have no end. There is nowhere to go with myself, nothing to do. I burst into being. I am here!
Unfurl yourself, and let yourself be vast. Touch your own beauty. Let the sensation of being alive electrocute you. Feel your fierceness. You are on fire. Go deep, deep within the center of your own being, and find that you have no end too. You are infinite. You EXIST.
I OPEN to your gaze. I let you see me. I stand unadorned. I allow myself to be magnificent. I open my heart completely to you.
Allow me to see you. Stay connected to the ground of your being as you meet my gaze. We connect. You are noble, and utterly powerful. Your sheer gorgeousness breaks my heart.
How deeply can you let yourself be touched? How much can you stand? Can you admit how beautiful you are? Even if you close up the next moment, for just this moment right now can you let the Universe in? Let me in?
Let your longing take over, even if it starts out as no more than a half-remembered ecstasy. Give yourself permission to feel. Let it grow, become unbearable. Connect with that constant, underlying ache to fully open to life, and allow it to rip through you. That longing IS your own power . . . the bomb ticking. Open to it. It is who you are.
For just a second, allow yourself to explode.