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My Journey: From Unspoken Shame to Orgasmic Meditation

By Published: December, 2023

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The only place I could be honest about my desires was in consuming porn. I’d go home, get drunk, open up my computer, and go to town. I spent hours on end for 15 years like this. I tried to tell a couple of my friends about some of my fantasies, but I felt so much shame that I only let them see five percent of what I was really into. It was the same with women. I’d only show them a few percent of what my desires were. 

Unspoken Shame

I grew up in the suburbs of Pittsburgh with very conservative parents. They would kiss each other, but they never talked about sex. So, I grew up with a lot of shame around it. I started to have fantasies when I was 11, but I didn’t feel I could talk to anyone about them. That’s when it all began: the feeling I had to keep everything private. I thought no woman could give me what I needed when I got older. I always had one foot in and one foot out of my relationships. I was terrified to talk to women, and I’d usually get into a relationship just because some woman was attracted to me. I was always looking around to see what other women I could get. 

I moved back to my hometown of Pittsburgh. It was one of the lowest points of my life regarding connection with people. I kept getting rejected. I’d call my best friend in San Francisco, and he’d tell me about this Orgasmic Meditation (OM) practice he was doing that involved stroking a woman’s genitals. Every time I spoke to him, he would be happier and happier. Meanwhile, I was just getting worse and worse.

Discovering Orgasmic Meditation

Eventually, I learned to OM. During my first Orgasmic Meditation, I felt nervous and excited. I don’t remember many sensations. I was pretty much in my head. When I first started practicing Orgasmic Meditation, I only did light strokes. I’d heard that’s the way you were supposed to do it. When a woman asked for more pressure, I said, “Hey, I think you’re doing it wrong. It’s supposed to be a light stroke.” But more women started asking for more pressure, so I gave it once and noticed it turned me on. There was a lot of electricity and sensation in my body. The shame bubble popped at that moment. I realized that the same thing had been happening in my sex, in my relationship to my desire. I’d been holding back. It was the first time I realized that more could come out than just the nice, polite guy. There’s a dirtier, darker part of me, too.

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Authentic Communication

A couple of weeks ago, I talked about finances with my wife. She said she wanted me to slow down, and I kept trying to take her adjustment and speak more slowly and deliberately the way she asked. I felt myself becoming more cautious and conservative in the conversation. Then I was like, ‘Whoa, hang on. That’s not who I am. I’m a little bit more outspoken. I get excited.’ I took all the layers off of who I thought I should be and just assertively said: “This is what I’m going to do.” 

As soon as I said it that way, she opened up, and there was more connection at that moment. Before, I would have tried to explain myself rationally. We would have gotten into this deadlock where we’d both try to be right. There’s no fun in that. I like the part at the end of the OM—Orgasmic Meditation where we say a frame of a moment where we felt something. It’s the time we get to bring words to a visceral experience. It’s helped me pay attention to specific things I’m feeling. It’s helped me expand my ability to feel. At first, it was hard. I didn’t know what I felt. Eventually, I started to notice buzzing in different parts of my body, my body temperature changed, and I experienced stillness. It surprised me that I could feel stillness.

Shame-Free Body Wisdom

I still have access to my sensations when I'm out and about. For example, when I’m having a conversation with a coworker, my belly clenches, indicating that I need to slow down or tread lightly. When something opens and tingles in my body, it usually suggests I’m headed in a direction I can trust. My brain doesn’t always give the best advice, but it keeps me on a pretty good track when I follow what my body says.

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