, comments. I arrived at the Institutes August tantric speed dating event in yoga pants and a tank top (fitting, I assumed, given the setting) but many of the other participants wore dating-formal attire. But throughout the evening, I saw many women drop their beads into pouches. If only I could find the right meditation app to download on my phone. I found the moments of forced intimacy too stressful to actually feel a romantic connection with anyone, so I didnt end up giving away any of my beads by the end of the night. I felt distinctly unrelaxed.
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Thats created an atmosphere where people are more thirsty for real connection, and I think thats all mindfulness really. Unfortunately, I had a walking boot on due to an ankle injury, so I had to contort my body to slightly lean into him with my right shoulder, while simultaneously holding myself up with my left arm. Despite feeling stressed while the event was happening and the occasional flashbacks to attempting to lie down in a strangers lap, it was as if I had just returned from an evening at a spa (for my mind). We were sometimes told to compliment each other the recipient had to say thank you after each kind statement or share what gives us joy. Hosted by the, tantra Institute of New York, tantra speed dating takes place once a month at Reflections, Center for Conscious Living Yoga in New York City, with upcoming events also planned for Boston, San Francisco, and Reno, Nevada. Sword Guys Are a Thing and Ive Had Sex With All of Them.
Another extremely attractive match and I had to sit on the ground facing each other and holding hands. I was told to place one hand on the front of a mans heart, wrap my other arm around his body to place a hand on the back of his heart, and to send him my energy. While tantric dating may not be for me, perhaps mindfulness could have a place in my life. The Tantra Institutes co-founder Daka Guy told me that the event came out a need for people to meet outside of technology. When I got home after the event, the first thing I did was hop in the shower, as I had just spent an evening awkwardly embracing 17 random men. The corners of the room were lined with tea lights, and in the middle of the room was a large patchwork quilt. Once we got started, 34 participants 17 men and 17 women, ranging from those in their early 20s to literal grandparents formed a traditional puja circle and moved counterclockwise through potential matches with improv exercises, communication games, and moments. But after that, I felt surprisingly calm. My first few matches were with men whose eyes I gazed into for prolonged periods of time, or whose hands I held while still staring into their eyes.
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