Sex Week: A Very Tantric Valentine’s Day
Valentine’s Day is tyipcally a day of atonement for lousy boyfriends. It's a Get Out of The Dog House card, erasing 364 days of relationship-disinterest. Not a bad deal for the low cost of dinner at The Grove and a grocery store-bought floral arrangement.
This LAist scribe isn't that boyfriend. I’m an active participant in my relationship with my lovely girlfriend. This February 14th isn’t a Make Up Day. It’s an occasion to do something special with the woman I love.
We're going to tantric sex school.
Despite trying economic times, Angelenos are investing in their sex lives. Sophisticated adult boutiques now offer classes on all sorts of amorous nocturnal subjects. Mar Vista's Freddy and Eddy is one such sex shop/learning establishment.
Tantra is one of their most popular classes. I don’t know much about tantric sex. Actually, I take that back. I don’t know anything about tantric sex. I think it might have something to do with delaying your orgasm until after the Lost season finale. I'm drawn to it.
The Valentine’s Day class isn’t a typical tantra class, but a four hour (7-11 p.m.) Valentine’s Day Tantra Puja Ritual. Judging by class instructor Deva Charu's website, she knows more about this stuff than most (no word on if she watches Lost.) She offers some insight on this tantric special occasion --
What is a Tantra Puja? A Puja is a prayer. In Tantra, our prayer is recognizing the divine in every human being, our temple is the body. In a Puja ritual each man will have the opportunity to partner with each woman for a simple exercise or meditation. The Tantric meditations use breath, movement, sound, and guided meditation to enrich each meeting throughout the ceremony. Attending Couples may choose to work solely with each other.
The website specifies “there is no nudity or sexual contact in the class.” That’s a good thing. While I'm not modest, I don’t want to be forced to punch out some tax attorney for oogling my sexy girlfriend. Valentine’s Day isn’t for fighting (unless one wants to sleep on the couch.)
If you want to join me, I'm told this class hasn't yet sold out, but they often do.
Will I unlock the ancient secrets of tantra? Will the Holy Grail of sex appear? Will I punch someone? Will my girlfriend punch me? Will my girlfriend's Sex and the City-loving galpals find themselves jealous? Anything's possible.
Find out next week at LAist.
Have you ever taken a sex class? Comment below!