I love to dance. Dancing was the only way to freely express myself and my passion for years. Yet, at one time, even my dancing was superficial. I looked good and had charisma, but what showed—on the dance floor and in life--was only a shell. It didn’t touch my essence. I was barely connecting to the world through that thin layer of appearance.
I’d escaped a toxic marriage that left me angry, full of bitterness and blame, not sure who I was. In my relationships with women, I adopted the strategy of the caretaker, the nice guy trying to earn love by solving his partner’s problems. That’s how I established my worth. Behind the facade of a charming, playful, loving man, I had a tremendous fear of intimacy. I presented myself as safe, a guy women could trust to be their knight in shining armor. I realized I was afraid of truly connecting with women like myself. I relied on alcohol to overcome my fears, but it kept me from being fully present for the connection I wanted so badly.
I led women on, attracted them, and when they came close, I got scared and pushed them away. I didn't even reject them directly. I just stopped responding to messages, and they were confused and hurt that I had switched from engaged to absent. Meanwhile, I was angry that they were still in my life. I blamed them for my unhappiness. I knew there was another way to live. There had to be the possibility of fulfillment in a relationship. The search for what was missing brought me to OM—Orgasmic Meditation.
The first time I practiced Orgasmic Meditation, I was on a visit to New York. My partner illustrated such vulnerability and openness, and I felt an extreme sense of responsibility, as though I had to act with integrity. I paid attention to everything I did, how it impacted her, how I thought and felt, and how it would translate into our experience.
I tuned into all the nuances of our connection, from the stroking itself to how grounded I was in the space, noticing how the experience shifted and how I became aware of the shifts. It was like a dance, and I was leading. She trusted me to offer my full attention and met me with the most exquisite receptivity. This challenged a lot of my ideas about women and my experience of them as suspicious, posing, or manipulative.
Orgasmic Meditation seemed like playing an instrument with great precision and sensitivity. It changed my body and made it vibrate with something new. I could feel sensations in my skin, and my breathing changed. I felt much more alive. I'd been going to a club where we danced the bachata, a Dominican dance where the man alternately holds the woman close and then puts distance between them, always moving together. The lead is subtle, and the dance has a lot of sensuality.
After OMing, I had become more attuned to the subtle qualities of different women. One woman needs a little bit more connection, a little more attention, and the encouragement to be more present. With another woman, I can tell I need to back off a little bit. I notice she has a water type of energy, so I need to flow with her. My perceptions were clear. I was OMing through dance. I also learned how to give women the space to express their femininity on the dance floor; I was ready to receive it.
Through Orgasmic Meditation, I realized that my desire wasn’t bad. I stopped shaming myself for having desires and attractions. I learned to see the difference between my desires and women’s projections. I tried this exercise where if I found a woman attractive, I would go up to her and tell her. I didn’t have a hidden agenda and wasn’t trying to do something for her or get something from her; I just wanted to own it. By owning my desire, I’m becoming more alive in my body and more present in my interior world.
In my current relationship, when I’m fully expressed, sometimes my partner withdraws. Because I'm connected to my interior world, I know I don’t have to take her behavior personally. From that place, I can have compassion. I can tell when I need to pull back and give her space and sense when to challenge her. Our relationship has become so much like a dance.
