Tantra Temple Of Oneness

Dear readers, This beautiful and moving prose written by Mark F., a tantra master of Tantric Massage Guide, was well worth the effort of transcribing, so that I could share it with you. I hope it will resonate with your heart and soul, as it did with mine.

Victoria

As the beings of light traverse the element of space and time, they arrive at the tantric temple of oneness, that thin line between the yin and yang energy, where they can float beyond the boundaries of their earth bodies into a union of light and love, a vortex of the highest order…if you will.
Enter the temple with a pureness of heart that is empty of expectations, hidden agendas or judgments. A union of less is greatly paled with the mundane and superficial energy (of the second chakra) that engulfs the deceitful, the unfaithful and the untrue with an insatiable thirst, that leaves them empty, lost and lusting…for they are the unsatisfied…they are the lonesome in a crowd…they are afraid to be alone or quiet with the reflections of themselves.
Enter the temple with light and love in the knowing that what you bring into this vortex will be amplified…in this union of unconditional love. The beings of light have created a sense of oneness with each other…a child so to speak…that is stimulated and grows stronger everyday…when they see each other…or when they hear their soul mates voice, they feel a connection at the heart and solar plexus…That begins to to glow and fill their body with a wonderful feeling, from head to toe…starting anywhere, going out into the future, way out into the future, looking back onto now as having been the…start to feel the energy double, triple, quadruple as it flows through your body, mind and spirit.
As they journey to drunk the nectar of life, from the well spring of love that is there to revitalize and stimulate them to permeate them to the core with a sense of direction, purpose and growth of this oneness.
Ahh…but to laugh the guiltless laugh, shamelessly without apprehension, as the laughter like that of a child drown their sighs and superficial concerns that flow to the wayside on the swelling of passion, ecstasy and love that open the floodgates that flow like a river (you can’t hold the river….of love….let it flow) into the ocean waves goodbye to the old way of knowing and being with each other in new ways, now & into the future…growing & glowing with this bond of each other for they are now drunk on & with each other in this tantric union of oneness & knowing each other as one’s self.