For those with a high sensitivity in the feeling body,
the intensity of the inner realms can be overwhelming.

In a world that harshly judges feelings,
it’s easy to believe we are too much,
too sensitive, too intense, too dysregulated —
or that we must be deeply traumatised.

For those who drown in relentless tides of sensation,
therapy and spiritual practice often fails to
reach the core of this experience —
perpetuating the cycle of self-blame and wrongness.

But what if we’re asking the wrong question? 

What if we’re collectively misperceiving feelings?
So conditioned to fix, analyse, and eliminate them,
it never occurs to us to welcome them —
an intelligence we have been collectively unable to receive.

A heightened sensitivity in the feeling body
is not just a skill, it’s a mode of knowing.
The nuanced and delicate maps of Tantric somatic teachings
offers you the specificity you’ve been yearning to receive.

The feelings we reject are not our demons.
They are unexpected doorways to wholeness,
portals to misperceived, un-lived experience.

When we treat to feelings as problematic —
as me, mine, my trauma, the result of my childhood —
we circle endlessly in the tip of the iceberg,
unable to reach the unseen forces beneath.

We call this realm the unconscious:
the engine room of our emotional lives,
compelling us into action before we even know it.

These forces are invisible to most.
But for the highly sensitive feeler,
they are the sensations and vibrations
we constantly feel.

Our current paradigm pours petrol on the flame.
As we learn to shift the habit of attention,
a new inner landscape reveals itself —
allowing us to finally begin to receive.

At the heart of Tantric teachings lies a simple truth: 
we are composed of a fundamental polarity of energies —
electric (masculine) and magnetic (feminine).
Together, they weave the vibrational pulse of existence.

Separately, their qualities can be perceived.
One pierces into experience — upright, clear, directed. 
The other receives — fluid, wild, relaxed, unformed.

One aspect is praised, the other judged and feared.

The aim of Tantric practice
is not just to sense the subtle body
but to enter these energies fully — 
allowing them move freely, without obstruction.

Yet unconsciously, we reject our feminine polarity.
We don’t just judge these sensations as wrong, 
we struggle to inhabit our formless, unbounded nature.

This creates imbalance, and with it,
an inability to receive the feelings we fear.

Beneath gender and patriarchy
lie ancient energetic pathways —
shaping how we all meet,
and ultimately perceive, experience.

The masculine aspect of our consciousness
seeks to know, control and transcend.
It pierces into experience,
ultimately trying to eliminate what it deems wrong.

The feminine aspect, long forgotten,
is fluid, slow, soft and vibrational.
It receives experience into itself — not to get rid of,
but to fully take everything IN.

Without resting in its nourishing depths,
we cannot inhabit the effortlessness of Being.
We become trapped in doing, in the effort of transcendence,
and paradoxically, we recreate our suffering.

The unconscious judgement on our experience
is so pervasive, we don’t realise we live inside it.
Yet the vibrational quality of wholeness
can only arise when we receive everything.

There are different types of HSPs.
I work specifically with the energetic, somatic sensitives.
The Sensates — what I call the Hyper-Feelers.

These people often don’t know they’re sensitive.
They feel in atmospheres, in pulses and tones.
Not as thought, but as pressure, vibration, unease.

Because their inner experience is so intense,
they often don’t relate to themselves as sensitive.
Instead, they call it anxiety, trauma, reactivity —
A too muchness. A brokenness.

Since they’ve always been this way,
they assume this intensity is “normal” —
but that everyone else is managing better.
So it feels like their insecurities, their wounds.

Without it being named or mirrored,
it becomes an internalised shame.
One that they learn to override, to hide.
A cacophony of sensation that becomes a confusion,
and when spoken, is always reflected back as too much.

They spend their lives immersed in therapy,
spiritual practice, in the underworld of feelings,
seeking places where the hidden can be openly named.

And as such, many become the wounded healer.
But because their inner landscape never truly shifts,
they quietly believe they’re still broken.

Yet what moves inside them is an intelligence.
As they learn to receive this wisdom,
as it begins to illuminate directly in the body,
they begin to trust this different way of knowing.

Deep within us all lies a profound fear —
a felt sense of separation from Oneness.
So deep, most of us can’t even feel it.

A shadow we spend our lives running from.
We fear it, brace against it, try to control our circumstances.
We blame ourselves — or worse,
project it onto others and the world.

We try to transcend this human realm,
rather than turn toward it with love.

When we meet our experience through the personal lens,
the judgement and contraction intensifies.
When we turn toward what is obviously distressed —
blamed, hated and exiled —
with a sweet and humble kindness,
something very different begins to happen.

“Sweetheart, my darling, I am so sorry —
Forgive me! I know I misperceive you.
Show me how to be with you,
so we may be at ease in each other’s presence.”

The feminine aspect of our consciousness is soft.
As we learn to rest into its nourishing depths,
to create safety for all that has been rejected —
not to fix, but to welcome it home —
something new is revealed.