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There are sentences that fall like a breath at the start of a session.
Words that some women utter with modesty, as if from an inner place that has been silent for too long.
«I don't feel anything anymore... here.»
The gaze lowers.
The voice trembles.
And in this small word — “there” — an entire world resides.
A world of silence, fatigue, a detachment from oneself.
Some speak of their intimacy as a desert.
Others like a wall.
Some say to me:
«My body is dead.»
And it's not just sexuality that seems to have died out.
Sometimes it is as though all the vitality has drained from the body.
What makes this pain all the more unsettling is that it sometimes appears in the heart of a stable and loving relationship.
«I love my partner... but I no longer have any desire.»
And this paradox becomes a wound in itself.
So many try:
to force oneself,
“to make an effort,
artificially arouse desire,
get back to a “normal” routine.
But it doesn't work.
Because sometimes, it's not a lack of desire.
It is access to oneself.
The body doesn't always close off due to a lack of love.
It sometimes shuts down due to fatigue, emotional overload, chronic stress, or old injuries.
The female body doesn't open under pressure.
A nervous system constantly under tension does not seek surrender.
He is looking for security.
Mental load.
Responsibilities.
Emotional fatigue.
Hypervigilance.
Maternity.
Constant stress.
By constantly holding on, many women gradually become disconnected from their feelings.
They become effective… but lose sight of themselves.
The body continues to function.
But he doesn't really feel anything anymore.
Some can no longer bear to be touched.
Others feel like they are “playing a part” in intimacy.
And others say:
«I know I love you… but I can no longer feel my body.»
This silence of the body is no mere whim.
It is often a defence mechanism.
When the body has been subjected to too many intrusions, too many leering glances, unwelcome touches, humiliations or, at times, deeper wounds, it learns to shut itself off.
It disconnects.
In psychoanalysis, we sometimes talk about the body-defence.
And this body no longer wants to be taken.
He wants to be recognised.
Listen.
Respected.
In the tantric massage, it's not about “reactivating” sexuality brutally as if you were flicking a switch.
First of all, it is a matter of restoring an inner safe space.
Making peace with your body.
Our society has placed enormous expectations on sexuality:
be desirable,
to feel like,
give pleasure,
Saving the couple through sex.
But true desire cannot be manufactured.
It is born of a state of being.
What I observe in many women who have lost desire is that they have often spent years cutting themselves off from their own selves.
They gave.
Worn.
Kept.
Taken on themselves.
And one day, their bodies said no.
No to overwork.
No to the injunction to please.
No to a sexuality lived without self-awareness.
A body that no longer feels is not an empty body.
It is a body full of memory.
As the Gérard Leleu, our way of experiencing intimacy depends deeply on how we see ourselves.
And this representation often begins very early.
When a young girl grows up with body shame, fear, rejection, or intrusive experiences, she sometimes learns to disassociate from her own feelings.
She then builds a sexuality focused on the outside:
to answer,
to be loved,
to match,
but rarely to fully inhabit one's own body.
In the’tantric approach What I'm proposing isn't about seeking sexual performance.
It's about offering the body a different space.
A space without purpose.
No obligation.
No waiting.
A space where a woman can gradually:
breathe,
Slow down,
receive,
and feel again.
Tantric massage thus becomes a path to reconciliation.
Not with an idealised image of oneself,
but with the feeling of being alive in one’s own body.
When a woman lies down to receive a tantric massage, she isn’t always looking for a solution.
Sometimes, she just comes to find a place where she no longer needs to protect herself.
And in this safe space, something sometimes gently begins to circulate again:
warmth,
a shiver,
a deeper breath,
a long-held emotion.
The body starts to talk again.
Desire often returns by surprise.
Not because they were forced.
But because a woman is starting to inhabit her own body again.
Some of them tell me one day:
«I think I feel something.»
Then :
«I feel alive.»
And sometimes:
«I desire myself.»
This “I desire myself” is essential.
But before desiring another, it is sometimes necessary to relearn how to meet oneself.
Not as an object of performance or seduction,
but as a living being, sensitive, worthy of love and presence.
If you no longer feel your body today, it is not your fault.
This could be a call.
A call to slow down.
To return.
To listen to you differently.
Rediscovering desire doesn't always start with sexuality.
Sometimes it starts simply with:
To feel one's skin again,
to breathe without tension,
to feel safe in one's own body,
and to discover that, under the silence,
something in itself is still alive.
For some women, this path simply begins with a first space where the body can finally slow down, breathe, and be welcomed in a different way.
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