My sister introduced me to Orgasmic Meditation (OM). She had a friend years ago who had shown her a video about Orgasmic Meditation, so my sister decided to try it with her boyfriend. She didn’t share much with me about it other than she enjoyed the practice. It wasn’t until years later that she mentioned it to me again, and I also heard about it via another conversation with a girlfriend of mine at the time, who said she was a practitioner. She and her wife later asked me if I wanted to try it.
I decided to give it a go and learned how to OM. I wanted to explore Orgasmic Meditation with a woman, so I spoke to a friend who knew how to OM and had my first OM with her. She taught me what I needed to know about setting up the nest and the container and educated me on how this wasn’t like anything I'd ever experienced but rather a way to help me get more into my body. All this information helped me feel more at ease.
At first, it was really weird and uncomfortable. I wondered if I could do it because of a long history of health issues that made it hard for me to allow someone to focus on that part of my body and talk about it. I had come up with stories my whole life about how I just wasn’t into intimacy and that I had to deal with it myself. I don’t have those issues now, and Orgasmic Meditation allowed me to become open to talking about my genital health.
Orgasmic Meditation also taught me the difference between how touching that part of my body was more about paying respect to it than anything else. In my 40s, I could express my wants and needs more. I realized that Orgasmic Meditation was part of my journey to get in touch with my body and let go of any shame, guilt, and discomfort I felt. Orgasmic Meditation is a platform, and it has value to it. It is certainly a part of my own journey of connecting to my body.
