Learning to Experience the Inner Massage: in the Soul
The erotic act, in its purest essence, is the burning expression of the being’s longing to transcend its own limits — to escape the boundaries of the ego and merge with that which is real, perfect, and divine, both within oneself and in the other. Just like in a true tantric massage, which begins with the body, travels through the senses and erotic energy, and goes beyond — reaching the soul.
In simple terms, it follows the same steps: sex, love, prayer. But what truly happens along this path? The human being seeks uniqueness; seeks to break free from limitations, and in this process of self-transcendence, does so with the help of another — the therapist, the lover, the mirror. Physical closeness and attraction are, at first, a rudimentary attempt to escape the self — a brief, perhaps failed, flight, because one cannot physically flee from oneself.
This attempt at union through the sexual act is fleeting. Only when one reaches the other on a soul level does a true escape from the body occur — through the soul that sees and feels the other beyond matter. Here begins the first deconditioning: we become independent of the other’s body because we have touched their essence.
Two people who only love each other physically cannot bear separation, for they are still bound to the flesh. But when love rises to the soul, physical absence no longer separates — the bond remains on a higher, subtler, more enduring plane. The connection now lives in a dimension where time and space no longer rule.
Love and the Magic of Simplicity
We live in constant haste, carrying hurried memories — victories, defeats, past loves. Yet a single recollection of true love can illuminate everything with a special, enigmatic light that surrounds us.
If you’ve ever experienced deep love, you know you felt more beautiful, stronger — as if entrusted with a sacred mission. As love crossed the plain of desires and let go of egoism, it became more serene, more conscious, more luminous.
Love between two human beings does not end with sexual union — which, though necessary, is but a fragment of this vast feeling. For most, “love” means physical touch. But true love, as described by sages, is a process of deepening, of crystallization, of inner building, where affective and empathetic communication blossoms in the meeting of souls.
At first, it may be just an inexplicable attraction. But with time, we see that this person completes us, fills us on all levels, bringing forth the best of ourselves. Through the loving transfiguration of the other, a total fusion can occur — physical, emotional, mental, and spiritual — becoming a source of authentic, intense, and lasting happiness.
Love is constructive, creative. It unites, elevates, and regenerates. It transforms emptiness into fullness, skepticism into faith, loneliness into communion. The greatest works of art, the most beautiful poems, the music that moves us — all contain, in their invisible essence, love. Just like us.
Love is real. More real than any concept. It is not an idea; it is a presence, a living magic. If even a blade of grass is an expression of love, the fact that someone, somewhere, loves us — is infinitely more precious. Because we came into the world, above all, to love — and to offer that love, first and foremost, to God.
Few realize that love is what most easily transforms life. It is the supreme criterion by which everything is measured. When fully shared, in all its shades, it becomes the soul’s true destiny.
To love is the simplest way to live — and, paradoxically, the highest. It requires no effort: only presence, with an open heart. Everyone feels the need to love, even before choosing the object of that love. And that pure, overwhelming love will, sooner or later, be returned.
It is love that drives us to seek the other, to give shape to our dreams. It is what awakens in us the secret thirst for self-knowledge.
If we believe we no longer love, it may be that we never truly did — or simply forgot how to look inward, where love still burns. For love knows the mind is volatile, but it, love, remains. Always.
Love does not impose, does not dominate, does not demand. Love simply gives. It is divine simplicity in action. It is the reflection on Earth of heavenly love — without borders, without limits. If it knew time, it would be a continuous moment. If it knew space, its home would be within us — for we are, in truth, the synthesis of everything we love.
Wherever love exists, there it is. And if it exists now, it can exist forever.
True love is a divine and ineffable feeling. When fully lived, it expands the self and the field of consciousness — from the finite to the infinite. It unites, uplifts, transforms.
Love is the opposite of selfishness. It is the pure and selfless desire to pour all of oneself into the object of affection — be it a person, an ideal, a cause. Its forms are infinite, for each human being is unique, and love manifests according to the soul that experiences it.
The birth, growth, and endurance of this feeling — euphoric, divine, beatific — are intimately tied to the blossoming of the personality. Each love is, therefore, also a path of revelation.