[ShaneGum]

I am 54 years old, a Korean non-binary tantric yoga instructor. I came across the sphere of tantric yoga when I was young, and it had an incredibly profound impact on my perception of sensuality. My life straddles the lines between the spiritual and the physical, forever intertwined in an endless dance; one that speaks to and engages the senses, the intellect, but mostly — the heart. My most fascinating experience, however, is drawn from the unlikely field of voyeurism.

Many moons ago, I came across a few top free pages of an eBook on tantric voyeurs. Initially, this seemed contradictory — voyeurism frequently connotes something secretive, while tantric practices encourage transparency. My curiosity piqued, I dived in and began observing couples performing transcendental meditations and intimate yoga. It wasn't merely about the physicality of it. No, that was just a layer. What captivated me, precarious as it may sound, was the intense, raw energy exchanged — a palpable current of joy, pleasure, pain, longing, desire, and liberation. I was a silent spectator, a humble outsider privy to the sublime spectacle of human connection. What they didn't know was that their vulnerability became a catalyst for my self-discovery, feeding my insatiable curiosity about the limits and depths of pleasure, both spiritual and physical. Their union of spirit and body through breath and movement, that intimate ballet of trust, became my secret mirror, reflecting back at me things within myself I'd yet to explore. My role as a voyeur in these sacred moments brought me closer than ever to understanding the true essence of tantric pleasure. I remain indebted to them, to this day, for what I understand about love, joy, and tantric euphoria.