Have you ever wondered what tantra is all about? Well, 10 years ago I did too. And it totally transformed my life. There I was: a single mother who’d not had sex for four and a half years, feeling insecure, disempowered, guilty and ashamed. I felt trapped and frustrated. Of course, this didn’t define me entirely and to the outer world, I probably presented as relatively normal and happy, but the biggest thing I remember from that time is the nagging sense of loneliness and i

Art by Ines Honfe. Some time back at the beginning of the year, I attended a Kundalini Yoga Master Class with one of my teacher trainers' - Guru Dharam Khalsa. The focus of the Master Class was Self-Mastery. Synchronistically, I'd already decided that Self-Mastery was to be my personal focus for this year. And I've been doing a Kundalini Yoga meditation practice for Self-Mastery he introduced to us there ever since. As I turned on the radio this morning and heard news of the

What do you think of when I mention the word "tantra"? Go on... be honest. For many, the immediate association is with sex, perhaps even orgies or making out in all kinds of weird and wonderful positions. For others, it's a murky area, where you'd just rather not go and you're not exactly sure why. Maybe you feel some fear? Or a confusing blend of fear plus curiosity, desire and shame, because your curiosity is something you'd rather keep secret? There's so much my

OK, so here’s a confession you might not have heard too often: I left my first husband because we only had sex in 3 positions. Now I know that might sound a tad superficial, but in my defence, I was a young and sprightly 28 year-old, with a strong sex drive and expansive spirit. I loved having orgasms and having them was no problem – with myself. But I really can’t recall if I ever climaxed with my first husband and, if I’m honest, I found his 1, 2, 3 routine boring. Typical

Enjoy the audio version of Parts 1-4 of The Flow Artist; my tantric counter-narrative to Cat Person. Note: The Flow Artist is my tantric counter-narrative to the short story, Cat Person, that was recently published in the New Yorker. As someone passionate about love, conscious relating and sacred sexuality, I was deeply saddened to read Cat Person. To me, it represents pretty much the opposite of everything I teach and live by, and so much about what is wrong with gender rela

Whereas after our first dance, I thought nothing of it, now Peder was in my awareness. It’s not that I felt attachment or the need to make anything happen, but something in me was definitely stirred. So now I noticed whenever he passed me by and felt a rush of enjoyment and appreciation sweep through me one sunny afternoon, when I caught sight of him practising flow art on the lawn. I sat down on the steps of the café to watch. Taking him in this way – by the light of day –