-Hawaii was epic. The Tantric Circus was incredibly well received. Especially on the Big Island where a sex-positive community of 20- and 30-somethings simply LOVED us!

-I’ve been building my private coaching practice, working with individuals with a program I’ve dubbed: Unleashing YOUR Inner Erotic Rockstar!

-May 9-11th the TC (Tantric Circus) went to Sedona, AZ for the Daka/Dakini conference. We were honored with being the performance to help close the weekend. It was a packed audience, and we put together the tightest show we’ve done yet. I also spoke on a panel about Queer Sexuality, Gender Identity, and Tantra. And we did a TC photo and video shoot up on in the Red Rocks. When we get the footage edited, I’ll put it up.

-MegaStar and I recently got back from the Lightning in a Bottle festival in the Santa Barbara mountains. We led two ‘after-hours’ workshops there: Eye-Gazing: After Hours, and The Art of Erotic Kissing. Sunday afternoon was really my time to rock-out the dance floor. You’d have to have been there. I got the chance to connect a bit with my ‘brother from another mother’, Halcyon Pink. Always good. I was up on stilts for the first time in public (3rd time ever). MegaStar and I made hottie stilting costumes and wandered about the festival on the last day, even boogie-ing down to some whomp-whomp while on stilts. New fun.

-Last Thursday, I co-hosted a workshop with Sherry-HuggiMa, also of the Tantric Circus. The event was called, The Art of Tantric Kissing, as we combined her Tantric Kissing workshop with my Art of Erotic Kissing workshop. Very successful.

-I’ve done a couple of really great photo shoots recently. I’ve added a few pics on my Photos page. More to come.

-This past weekend, my colleague Elizabeth Bast, of the Tantric Temple, held a Daka/Dakini training. I was given the privilege of being a guest speaker on Sunday, and also doing a demonstration of Tantric Bodywork with my beloved MegaStar. I was blown away by how powerful the weekend turned out to be. Climaxing with our public demo. There is a power in being witnessed that impacts my relationship strongly.

-This upcoming Tuesday, I’ll be co-hosting my first teleseminar, a FREE class called, “Embodying Masculine Desire” check out my events page for more info.

-My beloved, MegaStar Anastasia, and I have been asked to lead workshops and perform at the Dream Time Festival in Colorado in July. This is something pretty big. I’ll give more details in the coming weeks.

-Many more projects on the horizon. I’ll try to start updating the blog more often.

Current mood: excited

Anastasia and I leave for Maui TOMORROW!!!
This weekend we’ll be performing at SOURCE, a Maui Burning Man weekend festival.
http://www.sourcemaui.com/
10pm, Saturday night. Sounds like a perfect time slot. I feel quite honored actually.

I’ll also be doing a mini-guided group orgasmic breath experience that weekend, but I’m not sure yet what time that’s scheduled for. If you’re in Hawaii, I hope to see you there!

And the rest of the tour…

::::Tantric Circus Hawaii Islands Tour:::?

The Tantric Circus is a collective of healers, erotic educators, artists and performers from San Francisco who are igniting the movement of the Erotic ReEvolution! Through sacred ritual and performance, innovative workshops, and private healing sessions, we are promoting a vision of sexuality that is holistic, authentic, and FUN!

www.TantricCircus.com
tribes.tribe.net/tantriccircus

:::MAUI EVENTS:::

Wednesday, Feb. 27th, 8:00-11:00pm – doors at 7:30pm
“Divine Nectar” and “Return to the Source” Video Release Party at the Temple of Peace.
Divine Nectar is an erotic, visionary & educational?film into the return of the Divine Feminine, Sacred ?Sexuality & Amrita, the Nectar of the Goddess (aka:? female ejaculation)… Over 50 Bay Area artists, ?tantric healers, performers & sensual Godesses are in ?the film. This is also the Maui debut of the new mind-blowing film “Return to ?the Source” by visionary filmmaker DAVIN (www.ShamanEyes.net). A unique & activating film that? journeys through the awakening of planetary? consciousness in these times of great change.
www.DivineNectarTheFilm.com (film info)
www.ShamanEyes.net (the Mystical & Erotic art of Davin)
$10-13 sliding scale?
@ Temple of Peace, 575 Haiku Rd, Haiku, Maui -?www.tophs.org

Saturday, March 1, 7:30pm
The Tantric Circus presents: “Return to the Source” ?
A visionary & sensual multimedia theater performance and dance party? igniting the energy of the God & Goddess within. A ?rare event fusing many forms of erotic performance art, interactive ritual, tantric humor, video & music to take viewers on an ecstatic mystical journey! Featuring performances by the Tantric Circus from San Francisco, California and a local island DJ!!!
$15-25 sliding scale
@ Studio Maui in Haiku – www.thestudiomaui.com

Sunday, March 2, 11-3:30pm
Tantric Circus Playshop!
Workshops, film & ceremony on tantra, relationships & healing. Located at a beautiful oceanview mermaid temple in South Kihei, 586 Kumulani (in Maui Meadows). Then join us for sunset drums & fire dance at Makena Beach (10 minutes away)!
$50 per person / $80 for couples?
Call 415-235-4804 or 415-672-8655 for info

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:::BIG ISLAND, HAWAII EVENTS:::

Thursday, March 6, films, ceremony & workshops in Pahoa, 6-10pm. Call 415-235-4804 for info.

Friday, March 7, 6-10pm
The Tantric Circus presents: ?”Return to the Source” ?
A visionary & sensual multimedia theater performance and dance party ?igniting the energy of the God & Goddess within. A ?rare event fusing many forms of erotic performance art, interactive ritual, tantric humor, video & music to take viewers on an ecstatic mystical journey! Featuring performances by the Tantric Circus from San Francisco, California and a local island DJ!!!
EMAX room, Kakani Retreat Center – www.kalani.com
$13-20 sliding? scale?

Saturday, March 8, 11-5pm
The Erotic Playground!
Please join us for an afternoon of sensual wisdom presented by our collective of the Bay Area’s cutting edge revolutionary erotic educators. This is a series of sacred sexuality workshops for singles & couples.
In Seaview (one mile from Kalani Retreat Center),? Big Island
For workshop details and directions, please?call Tallulah at 415-235-4804 or Davin 415-672-8655

more info @ www.tantriccircus.com!

Ten Reasons Why We Should Have Sex,
by Jelly

1. Scientific tests find that when women make love, they produce double amounts of the hormone estrogen, which make hair shiny and skin smooth.

2. Gentle, relaxed lovemaking reduces your chances of suffering
dermatitis, skin rashes and blemishes. The sweat produced cleanses the
pores and makes your skin glow.

3. Lovemaking can burn up those calories you piled on during that
romantic dinner.

4. Sex is one of the safest sports you can take up. It stretches and
tones up just about every muscles in the body. It’s more enjoyable than swimming 20 laps and you don’t need special sneakers!

5. Sex is an instant cure for mild depression. It releases the body
endorphin into the bloodstream, producing a sense of euphoria and
leaving you with a feeling of well-being.

6. The more sex you have, the more you will be offered. The sexually
active body gives off greater quantities of chemicals called
pheromones. These subtle sex perfumes drive the opposite sex crazy!

7. Sex is the safest tranquillizer in the world. It is 10 times more
effective than Valium.

8. Kissing each day will keep the dentist away. Kissing encourages
saliva to wash food from the teeth and lowers the level of the acid
that causes decay, preventing plaque build-up.

9. Sex actually relieves headaches. A lovemaking session can release
the tension that restrict blood vessels in the brain.

10. A lot of lovemaking can unblock a stuffy nose. Sex is a natural
antihistamine. It can help combat asthma and hay fever.

All in all, there are many more reasons why sex is good for the body
and the mind. This short article is only the tip of the iceberg on the
subject. However, I think, instead of reading about it, wouldn’t you
rather be some where experiencing it?

I spent my New Year’s Eve at Sea of Dreams in San Francisco.   My sweetheart performed as part of the Vau de Vire Society, in an act that lead right up before the midnight countdown. I watched her with my usual awe, for the most part completely unaware of anything else that was happening on stage, unable to take my eyes off this woman who has caught my heart.

She disappeared just as the countdown started. I resigned myself to not kissing anyone as Midnight struck. The clock hit twelve, kisses all around. Sigh. Suddenly she pops up in front of me. We engage in a passionate and loving kiss. The new year was starting off well, already.

Though I was a little slow to get started, the Erotic Rockstar came out in full force. One particular highlight of the night: Climbing up into an inflatable snow globe (sans snow), that was set about ten feet above the crowd, in my favorite black pants (the ones that I’m wearing in this first photoset, with a white sparkly belt, a white collar covered in rhinestones, and matching white, rhinestone-studded wrist-cuffs, shaking my hips and dancing my ass off. I could feel myself being watched, and that energy just fed me, as I poured all that and more back out to the room. Shining. Radiating so much juice. So much erotic energy just pouring out of me, saying YES, embrace your eroticism! Tell me this doesn’t look and feel good to you! You’ve got it, too. I know you do. Maybe you access it at ease with frequency, or maybe it is laying more dormant, but it IS in there! Just waiting for you to release it.

Do I hear some new year’s resolutions for 2008?

What would your ideal relationship to your eroticism look like?

No, really. Ideal. That means, without any of the limiting beliefs around what you think is possible for you and what isn’t. Ideal means ideal. Allow yourself to dream, or shall we say, to fantasize.

Do a little free-write on that question.

And if you feel so inspired, send me what you’ve come up with. I love this stuff!

Enough people took my pic that night that I’m hoping to eventually get at least a few of them. When I do, I’ll post them.
(If you are reading this and you have any pics of me from NYE (or any, really), please send me a copy. I’ll credit you if I post it, of course).

A More Yogic Way to Party

I’ve been happily hitched for years now, but not so long ago, meeting potential girlfriends seemed difficult. Not because I was such an awful suitor (I hope), but because as my yoga practice developed, I lost interest in the bar and club scene. It seems like a lot of yogis go through introverted phases like this, which is why I’m glad that longtime yoga practitioner Michael Ellsberg has created a type of singles party that avoids the usual awkward conversation — “so what you do?” — and allows for a potentially more real exchange. It’s called eye-gazing — Elle recently deemed it “New York’s hottest dating trend” — and I attended the second eye-gazing party ever in San Francisco this past Monday.

There were about 50 stylish 20-to-30-somethings milling about the cozy loft on 10th Street near Mission when I arrived. We chatted casually, until Destin Gerek, a tantra teacher, asked the men and women to line up opposite each other while he explained the process. “Don’t worry,” he assured us, “you can blink — it’s not a staring contest.” Other advice included choosing an eye to look into (trying to do both makes you cross-eyed), and refraining from those seductive eyebrow raises, which can be intimidating.

During the next hour — including a break — we sat cross-legged and spent two minutes each silently gazing into the eyes of 14 different people, an activity Ellsberg calls “meditation in relation”. The most interesting part of the experience was seeing how different each person’s gaze felt — some were warm, others playful, and others more reserved. Afterward, I chatted with the other participants, and everyone reported similar stories: they’d felt strong connections with a few people, but not necessarily the people they’d thought they’d be attracted to at the start of the evening. “And that’s the cool thing about eye-gazing,” Ellsberg says, “you end up realizing that real chemistry is more than skin deep.”
The first two San Francisco eye-gazing parties have been so successful, Ellsberg says there will be at least one per month from now on. I’d recommend the experience to anyone. If eyes really are the windows to the soul, you never know who you’ll meet.

Posted by Jaimal Yogis on December 6, 2007 06:23 AM | Permalink

Brilliant, just brilliant!

http://www.abstinencethecondom.com/

The past few months, my life has been a string of workshops. Including the eight workshops at Burning Man, I’ve headed up fourteen workshops and events since the last week of August, and I have more coming up this Saturday. All in all, they’ve been incredible learning experiences: for myself as much as the participants.

Last night, I headed up another Orgasmic Breathing workshop. This time, I co-facilitated it with my good friend, Ty Gesyuk. Ty is a Daka or Tantric Sexual Educator and Healer, as well as, incredibly knowledgeable and skilled in Taoist Sexual Practices and Techniques.

Ty and I worked really well together. Our differences in style complemented each other, while our similarities created just the right synergy.

Wow! Sixteen people in a room, tapping into their own erotic potential, breathing deeply, making all sorts of yummy sounds, moving their hips, squeezing their PC muscles (Kegels), making all sorts of yummy sounds (wait did I mention that one already?!?).

Standing amidst it all, guiding the whole process, looking out at the group as they are coming up against their own blocks, pushing their own boundaries, really tapping into their erotic self and expressing it without shame, all I could think was YES! this is what I love. This is why I am doing what I’m doing.

There are times when I’m really not feeling like the Erotic Rockstar.

And then there are times like Saturday evening.

I got a call last Wednesday from a dakini (Tantric Sexual Healer/Educator) friend of mine, Lauren. Her and a bunch of the girls that she works with were having a birthday party for the mama of the group, Shaktiva. So Lauren was calling me to ask if I could come do a lapdance for her as a surprise.

Hmmm… let me see… play lapdancer/stripper for a dozen dakini women AND get paid for it? Yeah, I think that I can do that. Just let me check my schedule. Sure, I can fit that in.

When I show up at the place, Lauren meets me outside. “I think that I’m more nervous than you are!” she says to me. Oh yeah, nervous. I forgot to do any of that. Huh, I guess I am getting the hang of this whole Erotic Rockstar thing.

I walk inside, and find Shaktiva seated in a chair blindfolded, as I’d requested. I give brief recognition to the women in the room, and go to work. I pull out the strip of red velvet fabric that I’d brought with me and tie her hands to the chair, while a couple of the other girls are already tickling her with feathers.

Touching and teasing her skin, feeding her cut up fruit and letting her lick it off of my still mysterious (to her) fingers.

She starts to get antsy, wanting to know who this is, and what exactly is in store for her. She somehow manages to break free of her restraints, and pulls off her blindfold. I immediately meet her gaze with a sexy, dominant look, that seemed to say, stay put in your chair and let me bring this experience to you.

Dancing now to the music, I start to undo each snap to my button down shirt, in time with the music.

Meanwhile, the other women in the room are busy hooting and hollering at me, cheering me on.

At some point, Shaktiva gets feisty again. She seemed to have this idea that she was going to tie ME up! Oh no, not tonight. We scuffle for a brief moment, but I quickly have her bound more securely than ever. Enough so that even she, the veteran pro, was impressed. Ex-boyscouts make the best bondage experts. Don’t fuck with me.

I continue my striptease/lap dance, being sure to give the other women in the room a good show, though my attention was focused largely on Shaktiva.

I strip down my outer layer of underwear (yes that’s right, I had two pairs on). I’m now down to a pair of dancer chaps with a small black jock-strap underneath. Bare-assed.

“He’s got something in there! What is that?!?” Exclaims one of the girls. I stifle a smile, keeping my professional demeanor. I turn towards Shaktiva, place my hands on the chair, legs spread wide, and bend forward at the waist, pushing my ass out in the air towards the dakinis.

“Look it sparkles!!!” More giggles, more hollering. I wore a Swaroski crystal buttplug. I called it, the Jewel in My Lotus. It was an intentional play on words. There is a well known Tantra book called, “Jewel in the Lotus”. It seemed fitting.

Turning around, I give Shaktiva a closeup view, as well.

I climb behind her in the chair, place my arms around her and rest my cheek against her face as the song comes to an end. I give her a peck on the lips, and consider the dance done.

Lauren hands me a soft flogger and reminds me that the birthday girl needs a spanking. Or flogging as the case may be. The women keep count outloud while I focus on the proper flick of my wrist.

I spend the next half-hour or so entertaining the rest of the women. A couple of them were really not into it, a few were REALLY into it, and then there were also a couple who were shy, but really digging being played with nonetheless. Always something that I can enjoy.

Pulled onto a couch by the two feistiest dakinis, they paw at me and stuff (large) bills down my pants. I have this momentary thought, “There are worse lives than this.” Definitely a good weekend to be giving thanks.

October 29, 2007
9:44pm
After feeling a bit blech, all week, Friday rolled around. All sorts of events and parties going on. Yet, nah, I don’t think that I feel like doing anything. Last minute, I get a call from a friend who is going to the Ming and Ping show. The who? He assures me that it’ll be good, and that it’ll end by 1am so we can go to my other party afterwards. I decide what the hell, and now I’ve got less than an hour to come up with a costume for Halloween weekend shenanigans.

I rush over to Walgreens, Racks of bullshit plastic costumes that lack any real imagination, and well, just aren’t my thing. Ok… so, what can I work with…

Finally, I spend 99 cents on fake blood (great deal!), $7.99 on fantasy eyelashes, and $3.99 on a pair of stick on vampire teeth.

I know, I’ll be a mythical creature that just finished devouring a fairy. I’ve got enough things hanging around my home to put the rest of the outfit together. And so…

I meet up with a new friend of mine, all decked out now, and walk into this club in which I’m one of the very few dressed up, and the only one done up elaborately.

I’m in there for two minutes before the event photographer is taking pictures of me, like the one above.

A few minutes later, some guy walks up to me and asks if I wanted to enter the Ming and Ping look a like contest. The what? The look a like contest. I look at him dumbfounded. But I’m not dressed up to be Ming OR Ping? Hell, i don’t even know who they are!!!

He tells me that it doesn’t matter, and that I should just sign up. OK, sure what the hell.

Near the end of the show (which was actually quite fun and entertaining), Ming or Ping (one of them) calls out the numbers of four of the entrants to the contest. My number was called. Really? With the four of us onstage, they had us introduce ourselves to the crowd and the crowd cheered to choose the winner. I think that I introduced myself as “Pan Evil Ping” and growled.

I won. No really, I did. The crazy character from the above picture won the contest as a look-a-like for these guys here:

Yeah, I don’t get it either. But it was fun. And certainly a good story.

I was gifted with a bag of Ming and Ping merch: CD, T-shirt, and poster. Almost immediately this girl asks me if she could have the t-shirt. Sure. I give the poster to another woman. The CD though, I want to keep. But ya know, I’ve been drinking at this point. I put down the bag with my lone CD still in it, and start dancing throughout the room. Flirting up a storm as the Ming & Ping look-a-like and all. A little while later, I go to grab my gift-bag, and lo and behold, the CD’s been swiped. Fuckin’ Ming & Ping fans, you can’t trust ‘em.