I am a classical example of a woman who was made to believe from childhood on that s€xual pleasure is wrong and that she needs to be able to please a man s€xually if she wants to have a long-term relationship.

Millions of other women are conditioned from early on into similar social and cultural narratives.

I was continuously shamed for feeling s€xual pulse in my intimate parts and I was punished if I was found touching myself. It all happened within the walls of my own room where I was growing up, by the closest family member, my mother.
(Today, I am grateful she “gave” me a mission in this life.)

She shamed and punished me NOT because she did not love me, but because she LOVED me and wanted THE BEST for me.

My mother wanted to protect me from pain she experienced herself as a young girl. She was sexually abused at the age of 11 by her stepfather and s€x for the rest of her life was equal to horror for her.

When I was in my late teenage, she taught me how to endure s€xual intercourse, how to not be in my body and how to make the man ejaculate faster, so the intercourse would finish as soon as possible.

No one during my upbringing ever told me about MY pleasure and about the sacredness of s€xuality.

No one encouraged me to explore my Yoni with love and wonder.

No one told me a word about safety, consent, feeling Yes and No in my Body before entering close s€xual connection with someone.

No wonder that with my first boyfriend, I was not only avoiding s€x, but had an inherited attitude of disgust towards it. I could somewhat enjoy self-pleasuring, but having s€x with someone felt utterly wrong. I felt frozen in my body.

I cried tears when I realized how one of the most sacred things in life was destroyed for me from early on. I wondered if I would ever be able to relax and experience joy and pleasure in the sexual union with someone.

Sexual exploration in the early teenage and early 20’s started opening doors for me into a different world, even though also deeply conditioned.

But it’s not until I came in contact with Tantra in my early 30’s that the penny dropped and I realized and literally felt in my p:ssy and womb that my body is deeply pleasurable, sacred and that all of it is for me to enjoy. That I can share my love, body and s€x with anyone if I choose to and that I don’t ever have to share it with my partner if I don’t want to.

I cried rivers and shed many skins, layers and layers of conditioning, many healing and rewiring moments, before I came back to the purity and innocence of my body, s€xual energy and s€xual union. The magnificence of it.

Today, I have inexhaustible energy to work with s€xuality. I meet women and men daily in my sessions and programs who come to remember what a divine potential we all carry inside through s€xual energy, how important it is to be connected to our most intimate parts with love and honor, and what a divine experience it is to merge with someone in a conscious s€xual union.

Honoring the Sacred Retreat is my call to women to come back to their S€xual Nature and to realize their inherent Freedom.

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