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In the heart of Sao Paulo, a city breathing a mix of chaos and beauty, that's where my story begins. My name is Isadora, a 41-year-old Brazillian tantric yoga instructor. I am a force of nature, like my beloved Brazil, and fearless, having learned to dance with life, surrendering and commanding at the same time, feeling рџ’¦ beads of sweat and determination on my forehead.

Practicing tantric yoga was my private act of rebellion against the life scripted for me. Instead of following others' expectations, I chose my own path, a choice that demanded sacrifice, but gave me freedom in return. A path somewhat frowned upon in my culture that holds deep respect for tradition. Nevertheless, I was determined to break free, not because it was comfortable or easy, but because it was where my soul found peace.

My journey into Tantra wasn't devoid of hardship. Doubters were many, acceptance scarce, but I held on. I danced between being the dutiful daughter, and indulging in my passion. My soul yearned for freedom while my heart whispered duties. A peculiar battle brewed within me - a challenging paradox of freedom and submission. But isn't life itself a tumultuous blend of such paradoxes?

The practice of tantra is liberating, but within that freedom, you submit to a process. A process that goes deeper, letting go of ego, baggage, and what society dictates. You submit to your breath, to the rhythm of your beating heart, to the universe that cradles you. And in that submission, you witness a freedom that transcends all constraints, a state where you are just you, bare and beautiful. 

Facing my personal demons, I began to peel back the layers of societal expectations, releasing a raw, authentic version of myself into the world. A version that was and is unapologetically me - Isadora, the tantric yoga goddess. There were moments where I wanted to film рџЋҐ my practices to capture the raw emotions that yoga unearthed. Each session was a journey of self-discovery, culminating in a deeper understanding and acceptance of my soul, body, and spirit.

The journey continues even today. I don't dare say I've reached the pinnacle, far from it. Every day I learn to trust more, to surrender more, to love more, and with each breath, I feel the taste of freedom - my sweet victory. There is an indescribable ecstasy in this emotional interplay of liberation and surrender, a dance that I invite others to join.

Witnessing my students come alive, shedding their cocoon to embrace the vibrant butterflies they innately are, brings unexplainable joy and gratification. That's my gift to the world -opening gateways to liberating energies and uncharted territories of their consciousness. It's like whispering a soft 'te amo' 😘 to their spirits, and watching them come alive.

My journey remains incomplete, and in this journey of endless exploration, I found the courage not just to question but to rewrite my own narrative. A narrative I controlled, not tethered to societal ropes. My journey into tantra has been a beautiful blend of euphoria and despair, freedom and submission. Each day, each moment, I am a little braver, a little more open, and a massive step closer to achieving absolute freedom.

From practicing in the shadows to teaching in the open, I've walked a long and treacherous path. But the destination, the freedom I found in submission, makes each step worth it. Trusting the process of tantra yoga might be terrifying, but it promises to lead you to a world of liberation, of raw authenticity where you reign supreme. And, in that supremacy,  you understand that true freedom, just like the most passionate dance, rests in the art of surrender.