Wednesday, February 4, 2009

Tantra means many things to many people. Literally, it’s a Sanskrit word meaning “weaving” and “expansion.” The Tantric community is definitely eclectic, containing everything from devout spiritual practitioners to New Age prostitutes. It’s important to ask questions, do your research, and trust your intuition before selecting Tantric teachers or programs.

Yab YumTantra was born in India 5,000 years ago as a rebellion against the strict moralistic codes of the Hindu religion. The ancient Tantric texts were written as a dialogue between Lord Shiva (symbolized as pure consciousness) and his beloved consort, Shakti (symbolized as pure energy). It is said that the entire universe was created through their erotic union. All living things emanate their holy dance of consciousness and energy.

Although the West is fascinated with the sexual aspects of Tantra, it is actually a broad spiritual discipline that contains sexuality as one of its many practices. The body and sexuality are sacred gifts from the Divine, vehicles for enlightenment not hindrances. The sacred and erotic art of Tantra depicting the coupling of Shiva and Shakti represents the ultimate unity of the Divine, the essential wholeness of yin and yang, masculine and feminine, light and dark.

Tuesday, February 3, 2009

CARLY SIMON & RED WINE.
As I walk in threw the front door I realize that once again I am still alone no dog, no cat, Just Carly and Red Wine.
I sit in my chair and wile I slowly dine I stair at pitchers of old friends that have gone by, I soon find my self in a old familiar place where all my friends are speaking threw one, The one I have never met we laugh we cry and I wounder why it is the best friend I never had I will never meet do not be sad for it is threw Carly my old friends speek, So I rase my glass of Red Wine and Toast too you for tomorow night we will meet again.
Good night my friends gone bye Sleep Well.

The Way I Would Sleep With You.


The way I would sleep with you, This is how you make me feel the smile on me face is real.
And in the morning when the sun is slowly warming I will snuggle with you so adoring,
In your morning eye's I will be taken and wounder why I have awaken .
Just to realize that it is not you but a pillow, So I Smile and think This is the way I would sleep with you. @>--%-----