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There are days when you feel you're going round in circles.
No matter how much you meditate, introspect, talk to your shrink or pray to heaven... there's a veil.
A thick invisible curtain between us and what we feel is right behind us.
It's not that we don't want to move forward.
It's just that it seems to get stuck in the same place over and over again.
And then you think:
So we're going for the exceptional.
Rebirths.
Cocoa, plant and breath ceremonies.
And sometimes...ll’Ayahuasca.
This sacred Amazonian beverage, this mystical potion supposed to take us through all the veils in one go.
And it's true that some people come away with a twinkle in their eye.
They say they have seen, they have understood.
And they return again and again.
But I often see something else behind the illuminated gaze.
I see a body they can no longer feel.
I can see sexual energy disorganised, frozen or elusive.
They saw the top... but lost the bottom.
They have perceived truths... but don't know how to live them.
DMT - or dimethyltryptamine - is often referred to as “the mind molecule”.
Because, in a matter of seconds, it opens doors that the human mind struggles to open on its own.
It enables :
The effects observed under DMT, whether through the ingestion of plants such as ayahuasca or via its natural production by the body, are often overwhelming:
These are states of unity, of extreme clarity, sometimes of unconditional love.
We can see :
But what few people know is that the human body itself produces DMT, in very small quantities.
It is thought to be generated in particular by the pineal gland (often called the “third eye”), but also by the lungs and liver.
Above all, it is naturally released at certain key moments in life:
during REM sleep,
during a deep orgasm,
through certain meditations or intense trances,
but also at the thresholds of life: birth and death.
It's inside us, lurking in the shadows, waiting for the right conditions to reveal itself.
And these conditions can be met, not by substances, but by conscious, embodied, slow practices, such as those proposed by Tantra.
I'm not against Ayahuasca.
It has its place.
It can offer dazzling clarity, a dazzling initiation, for people already on a path of integration.
But what I also saw was :
Because if you open too quickly, you run the risk of not being able to close again without breaking.
And when we try to see everything at once, we forget that the divine can be tamed slowly.
The problem is not the mystical impulse.
Because we're afraid it'll never come to anything.
Because we say to ourselves: “I already worked on this ten years ago... why does it keep coming back?”
Because sometimes you get tired of looking inside yourself.
But the truth is that each awareness, even if it seems repetitive, is imprinted at a deeper level.
Every time we understand something, the body has to digest it, assimilate it, embody it.
And with each step, the body opens up a little more.
It becomes more sensitive, finer, more vibrant.
You start to sense new things in spaces that were previously silent.
And then the world changes.
Not because it becomes magical, but because our eyes become more refined.
But it builds in us a invisible architecture.
A strong, sensitive, vibratory framework.
And as the curtain slowly dissolves
- not by explosion, but by expansion -
we become closer to everything.
Life, love, mystery.
Experiences that are too intense sometimes tear the curtain away.
But it often comes back.
And even thicker.
The body has not been prepared for this opening.
It's out of date.
As we move slowly forward, the veil becomes thin, almost translucent, until it melts into the light.
And even if it remains slightly vague, we've learnt to love with it.
Walking with him.
Maybe that's the real awakening:
It is a subtle consequence, a natural emanation of total presence.
It does not need to be ingested or induced by force.
She emerges - sometimes imperceptibly - when the body becomes a temple, the breath becomes prayer, and silence becomes an offering.
the mind disappears, resistance falls away and the vibration rises.
And then something unfolds... another perception, fine, liquid, luminous.
It's like entering another field, Without leaving this world, contours melt away, space becomes alive and the interior becomes vast.
DMT, in this approach, is not ecstatic by explosion.
It is ecstatic because expansion.
It doesn't come to pulverise the ego, it comes to dissolve it in love.
It doesn't try to take you elsewhere, it brings the elsewhere into you, into your flesh, into your eyes, into the beating of your heart.
Above all, it leaves its mark.
Not spectacular images or shamanic tales... but shivers of truth in everyday life.
You feel your eyes have changed.
That your skin is thinner.
That life, in all its simplicity, has become sacred.
This is what Tantra allows: to honour awakening, without brutality.
Giving the body the opportunity to open up from within, until this mysterious molecule, endogenous DMT, emerges like dew from the depths of the brain.
And there, you didn't have to force anything.
You didn't go up. You just got bigger.
And that, perhaps, is the experience most worthy of the sacred name of ecstasy.
You can awaken it in yourself. Gently. Deeply.
Because we're desperate.
Lack of truth.
Lack of feeling.
Lack of unity.
Even those who shun religion, spirituality, dogma... are often looking for something else.
A way out of everyday emptiness, a spark of transcendence, an awakening that is not disembodied.
We want to rediscover that taste of the infinite that we sometimes feel in :
But what we're looking for at these moments... is rarely the other person.
It's ourselves, in an expanded state.
A larger, truer, more vibrant self.
So no, you don't have to feel guilty about seeking out these experiences.
You don't have to apologise for wanting more.
You're not fragile because you dream of invisible worlds.
You're human.
And that thirst, that vertigo, that desire to merge... That's what makes you a being on the move.
But what I want to tell you is that this walk can be gentle.
You can do it without burning yourself out. Without spreading yourself too thin.
Without having to rebuild yourself every time you come down.
When you breathe with awareness.
When you massage with presence.
When you make love as if for the first time.
When you listen without judging.
When you watch the cats play or the sky change colour and you cry for no reason...
You are already in an altered state. You are already in contact with the mystery.
And that's precisely where experience becomes powerful: when it doesn't tear you away from the world, but makes it more beautiful, denser, more sacred.
You don't need to drink the plant.
You can become the plant. You don't have to go up there.
You can be the top here.
This text is for you.
You who are thirsty.
You who no longer want to go round in circles.
You who are looking for magic without losing touch with reality.
You have every right to want to see further ahead.
But look where you're putting your feet.
This body. This flesh. This breath.
This is where the door opens.
And me, Tantrika, I'm not here to send you away.
I'm here to help you go deeper.
Closer.
Softer.
To bring the extraordinary into the ordinary.
So that you never need to run away from your own mystery again.
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