Tantric Healing: How Tantric Massage Can Help Heal Sexual Trauma

Energy is the building block of our universe. There are many types of energy, but one that is super potent—like the uranium in a nuclear reactor—is our sexual energy. Most people aren't aware of how to take their sexual energy beyond their genitals. There are many forms of tantric massage focused on the genitals that yield great sexual benefits, such as lingam massage (tantric massage for the penis), yoni massage (tantric massage for the vulva), and tantric masturbation.

This is how it happened for me.

I was 7 years old when my best friend's dad, a trusted fatherly figure for me at the time, lured me into his workshop with the promise of showing me something really cool and interesting. Instead, he raped me. I remember walking out of the workshop in a daze, and everything after that was a blur. The next memory I have was at my own home a few days later. I was scheduled to have a play date with my best friend, but I locked myself in my bathroom, frantically crying and begging my mom to cancel. I had no idea why I didn't want to go; I just knew I was upset.

My psyche repressed the explicit memories and left only faint flashbacks—just enough to keep me safe from future transgressions but not enough to overwhelm my fragile and infantile coping mechanisms. When I reached my 20s, the memories of sexual trauma came flooding back, first in the form of dreams. Then I began having lucid memories where it felt like I was there, in the flesh, experiencing the trauma for the first time. The last stage of recollection was similar to a state of hallucination, whereby my boyfriend at the time became my perpetrator while we were having sex. It was then that I realized it was time to take action.

My therapy was both extensive and intensive. I employed a broad range of treatments including hypnotherapy, acupuncture, cranial-sacral therapy, EMDR, recovered memory therapy (RMT), psychotherapy, mindfulness, meditation, forgiveness counseling, life coaching, and group therapy. By the time I reached my 30s, I felt I had exhaustively analyzed this life experience. No scar was left untouched. I can't say I ever truly encountered a pivotal moment when I felt as if the trauma had left my whole being.

Fast-forward five years: I found myself amid what I can only define as a spiritual crisis. I yearned not only to understand but to know, unequivocally, the deeper meaning of life. While I had casually ruminated on the idea of a "life's purpose," I was never overtaken by such an urgent calling as I was at that time. At the time, I owned a successful business doing what I loved, had a great group of family and friends, was enjoying single life, traveled often, and overall I was healthy and happy. In hindsight, however, there was a feeling that something was missing despite having all the life essentials. I felt stuck. I was reliving dilemmas over and over again, and I couldn't quite surpass patterns and paradigms. It was like I was on a treadmill, destination nowhere.

For the first time in my life, I found myself on my knees, praying to a higher power to bring me to the person, place, or thing that could end my futile quest. A few weeks later, I was in Argentina attending a tantra massage course under the direction of Somananda Tantra School. Skeptical as to how this course would provide clarity and a pathway forward, I arrived cautious yet optimistic.

Everyone has blockages. They can be physical, emotional, mental, sexual, or psychosomatic in nature, and the root cause can vary from person to person. They can come from everyday repetitive habits and experiences or from a painful memory or event that gets compounded over the years. In my case, my blockages were a result of my early trauma and many sexual experiences that followed as a consequence.

Through the practice of tantric healing, I was freed from the clutches of the past when the imprint was harmoniously released in a systematic way. It was replaced by an unimaginable mental ease, a renewed hope for a bright future, and a place and a space for my true self to emerge. Today the memory of my sexual trauma is still very much with me. However, it is one I can broach with detachment and compassion. It is simply a single slide in my photo reel of life, but it no longer dictates my reality.