This was written at the Tantra Multiversity held at Hope Springs in Ohio on May 21-25, 2003...It expresses my wonderful experience there.


      I am at a sanctuary, deep in the woods, near a golden meadow.  The city far away.  Cares and worries dissolving in the country stillness.
       A Tantra program, an approach to life through sex and passion, through movement and joy, through silence and bliss.
       Such interesting people here.  Such talent, such awareness, such love. Sparkling wit and penetrating insights.  We are playing together on the path to everything, on the path to nothing.
       Eating a bowl of granola before a window overlooking a panorama of nature, an exultation of beauty, a reflection of heaven. 
       Deep energies stirring inside, welling up inexpressible feelings.  Primitive passions, and exquisitely subtle awareness.  Animal lust, and a peace spreading clear to my soul.  Savoring the mixture, the tastes, the emotional textures, the heavenly harmonies.
       Doing processes, deep  discussions. Discovering uncomfortable  places inside where my natural joy is hidden.  Places waiting to be unlocked, to free the energy and treasures waiting therein.
       Sitting in silent meditation surrounded by powerful gods and stunning goddesses radiating their ordinary, everyday magnificence.
       Thoughts, then stillness, then thoughts again.  Resisting, trying, then letting go. Settling into the peace of a full moon shining on a midnight lake.
       Heavy breathing, then heavier breathing.  Feeling weird, then feeling wonderful like when a powerful storm  passes into evening twilight and flows into the silence of a summer evening.
       A  puja.  Experiencing the universal feminine wrapped in a variety of luscious individual delightful packages.  Falling in love with each of them.  Falling in love with myself.
       This is a special time and place.  Yet I carry this sacredness with me always.  My life, as I pay more and more attention is always lived in a sparkling pool of radiance extending to the furthest reaches of my being.
        Life is abundantly, magnificently, good.

                                           Dennis E Stegner