Turkish non-binary tantric yog

The first time I met Levent, it was at the steps of an old Ottoman library in the heart of Istanbul. Don’t get me wrong, this was not love at first sight. Neither was it the kind of chemical attraction that sets the world on fire. It was an overwhelming energy, a strong and subtle force, like I was being drawn in by an unseen power. One that I would soon learn was the euphoric and mystical world of Tantric yoga. In this online age of fleeting sensations, where one day the crowd is fascinated by рџ‘  and the next day it’s all about рџЌ‘, the art of appreciation for profound and meaningful experiences has somewhat become lost. But I’ve learned over the years that the fade in and fade out of attention on surface-level distractions is simply the ebb and flow of life. Like a curated playlist of experiences, the trending right now always finds its place in the timeline of existence. This was my first venture into the realm of dominance and power exchange. Levent was an experienced tantra practitioner, well versed in the philosophy and the techniques required to create an intense connection. As we stood across from each other in that dimly lit library, neither of us realized then that we were about to embark on a journey of self-discovery and liberation. Levent led me into his world, guiding me through the various dimensions of tactile sensations and emotional explorations. He taught me how to maintain my focus, to stand firm in my convictions, to be open to both giving and receiving. He showed me how to harness the forces of desire and longing, channel them into a force of infinite magnitude, and then let that energy loose to radiate and shineвњЁ. And above all, he taught me how to embrace my non-binary identity in this universe of infinite possibilities. We were as intimately connected as the teapot рџ«– is with its tea, infusing one another with our essence, breathing the same air, sharing the same rhythm. It was during one of these sessions that he introduced me to the world of dominance and power exchange. I’ll never forget the feeling of being tied up for the first time, bound in intricate knots by this man who was both my mentor and my guide. There was a strange freedom that came with being physically restrained, a liberation in surrendering control. This was the ultimate paradox – in my submission, I felt an overwhelming sense of power. And in his dominance, Levent submitted to my need for this awakening. In the end, we recorded our sessions and these tapes played an integral part in my growth as a tantric yoga instructor рџ“№. I studied our interactions, saw how my body surrendered to Levent’s gentle but firm control. I watched how he dominated me not through fear, but through love and trust, and I realized that the power exchange we shared was not a question of who was stronger, but rather a testament of our understanding, acceptance and love for each other. It was a lesson in true power. And so, my journey as a tantric yoga instructor began. A journey where I learnt how to both lead and to follow, how to dominate and how to submit. A journey where I found my voice and with that, my power. This is the path that I have chosen. This is the person I am today. Now I help others find their own voice, their power, and their love. Levent taught me how to dance with power, and now I teach others to do the same. The lessons I learned in that library in Istanbul transformed me, and now, each day, I strive to be a beacon of change for others.