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ISTA Tribal Gathering, Sicily 2026

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ISTA (International School of Temple Arts) Tribal Gathering.

Not a training. Not a festival. Not a retreat.

A gathering.

A living field of connection, presence, and belonging.

A space where the ISTA journey continues beyond the trainings – through connection, shared experience, and community.

Co-created by ISTA Graduates, for ISTA Graduates and their invited guests, these gatherings offer an opportunity to:

✨ Deepen connections within the global ISTA Tribe
✨ Explore and embody ISTA tools and practices
✨ Cultivate authentic relationships with yourself and others
✨ Relax, play, celebrate, and simply be

A new culture of gathering. A new way of being together.

DANGUBA – tu negde, nadomak Beograda

Balance, Travelogues

(only in Serbian)…

Reč danguba u srpskom jeziku znači: osoba koja dangubi, tj. troši vreme besposleno, ne radi ništa korisno, dangubi, luta bez cilja. Takođe može označavati i samo besposličarenje, tj. dangubljenje, gubljenje vremena na nevažne stvari.

Zanimljivo je da se u pravnom kontekstu danguba odnosi na: Naknadu štete (ili izmakle koristi) zbog izgubljenog vremena, tj. vremena koje je neko neosnovano izgubio usled tuđe krivice ili neosnovanog postupanja, najčešće u kontekstu neopravdanog lišenja slobode, zadržavanja, pogrešnog postupanja vlasti, itd.

Još od malih nogu mi je mama stalno govorila “nemoj da dangubiš”, kad god bih se zablenula u jednu tačku, ili naprosto ne radila ništa “korisno”. “Nemoj da dangubiš” rečenica se toliko duboko usadila u srž mog bića, da je postala stub oslonac svim mojim aktivnostima, osnovni postulat bivstvovanja. Drugim rečima, ja odavno ne umem da ne radim ništa, jer onda dangubim, a ako dangubim, onda nešto gubim, a šta gubim? Dan gubim, vreme, a vreme je novac? Ili još gore, gubim vreme u banci vremena koje mi je na raspolaganju u ovom životnom veku. Grom i Pakao!!! Dakle, nema ni sekunde da se izdangubi, nema posle da se nadoknadi, nema “nisam znala”. Znala si i-te-kako, majka te je naučila.

Uprkos svim upozorenjima, danas sam odlučila da dangubim. Baš da vidim šta će da se desi. Namunjila se od ujutru na dangubu, sa jutarnjom kafom (koju inače ne pijem, bar ne redovno, ono kao za buđenje). Skuvam sebi lepu dozu, rokne me koferin munjevito. Kako sad natenane da započnem dangubu!?! Možda da ipak odgovorim na sve one poruke i emailove koji su stigli u međuvremenu, dok sam ‘u hajpu’, pa onda da počnem sa svojom dan-gubom? Hm, upravo mi se otvori još jedno značenje reči dan-guba, ima veze sa gubom, gubavac, boleština..

Odgovorih na sve emailove i poruke po raznim kanalima, taman me malo spustio kofein.. Krećem zvanično sa dangubom. Možda ne bi bilo loše da odem dublje u šumicu, pa da tamo otpočnem druženje sa dangubom? Nije loša ideja. Nađem lepo, osunčano mesto u šumici, kao stvoreno za dangubu. Namestim sve, mogu i da se osunčam fino, niđe žive duše, idealno. Dangubim ja tako neko vreme, “sad i ovde”, nema misli, nema prošlost, nema budućnost… školski primer dangube. Privuče mi pažnju jedan prizor…kakva divna mahovina, plus paučina, plus bubica na paučini, aaahhh, pa to je bubamara… Kako bi bilo strava ovekovečiti ovaj trenutak, pa okačiti uz post koji će se zvati “Danguba”… Pa JAOOO, gde mi je telefon ??? Ostao na punjaču!! Još je pisalo “sporo punjnje!?!

Ništa, prođe scena, odlete bubamara..

Hmm…Koliko li ima sati, mora biti da se bliži podne, rekla bih po suncu. Pa nije baš zdravo dangubiti po ovoj vrelini. A možda da malo napravim pauzu od dangube, proverim telefon, skuvam sebi još jednu kaficu i napišem priču o dangubi? I posle se vratim i napravim neki snimak koji će na najbolji način ilustrovati moje dangubljenje? Zapravo, ako iz toga ispadne priča, onda moje dangubljenje i neće biti danguba, u pravom smislu te reči. Biće danguba sa svrhom. Al’ tu mi se malo izgubi poenta..??

Toliko o tome. Hvala mama.

Gledam nešto jednog kineza u kampu kako čovek ladno dangubi po ceo božiji dan. Pobedio igricu. Ili mu je mama dovoljno daleko??

Kad porastem biću ‘Kinez koji dangubi’.”

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ANTARA Tantra festival 2026, Zurich, Switzerland

Balance, Travelogues

ANTARA Tantra Festival, open hearts, deep work, and genuinely good vibes, without anyone taking themselves too seriously enlightened😊

Two (and a half) rich days of embodiment, honest communication, conscious relating… and learning just as much in the pauses as in the workshops.

Loved seeing familiar faces and feeling that subtle sense of belonging to the Tribe that can’t really be scheduled into a program!!

I was there as a Love Angel offering gentle support, grounded presence and the occasional soft landing when things got tender ✨

ANTARA really is about from within and the space in between, where growth happens naturally, with clarity, consent and a bit of humor along the way💛

DODIR Amazona

Balance, Permanent

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Žensko & Muški KRUG

🧘‍♀️🧘U KRUGU se družimo uz Rapè, vođenu meditaciju, limpia-u (čišćenje energije), šamansko bubnjanje, šuškalice, udaraljke, koshi melodije i svete pesme.

Rapè je legalna tradicionalna amazonska šamanska medicina, mešavina biljaka u prahu. Koristimo razne vrste Rapè-a, na narednom krugu Yawanawa Tsunu i Caneleiro.

Efekat Rapè-a je u balansiranju energetskog polja, otvaranju i čišćenju energetskih kanala. Oštri fokus i bistri um, a pojačava i sva čula, uzemljuje i razvija senzibilitet i suptilne energije, otpušta blokade na duhovnom, emotivnom i fizičkom nivou, deluje direktno na čišćenje sinusa i pinealne žlezde.

Rapé nam služi kao ‘most’ između fizičkog i duhovnog sveta, a oni koji ga primenjuju i koriste povezuju se s Velikim Duhom, primajući njegovu energiju zvanu Yushibu. Moć duha deluje poput snažnog talasa, ispirajući nečistoće iz našeg psiho-fizičkog polja.

Tsunu je jedna od naših ‘najtraženijih’ ‘ mešavina, Tsunu je predivan rapé iz plemena Yawanawa. Ovaj rape mešavina je biljke duvana Rustica i pepela od kore Tsunu. Tsunu je jedna od najstarijih mešavina i poznata je po svojim snažnim učincima – jasnoći, uzemljenju, fokusu i unutrašnjoj isceljujućoj moći. Izvrstan je za dugotrajnu upotrebu. Tsunu je savršena mešavina za resetovanje tela, uma i duha, jer će očistiti loše energije, a pritom će vas ostaviti bistre i uzemljene.

Caneleiro je glatki, aromatični rapé koji donosi dobro svima koji ga upoznaju i rade sa njim… Tradicionalno se koriste i u isceljujućim ceremonijama sa biljkama učiteljicama. Za smirivanje i fokusiranje uma, a plemenu ove mešavine pomažu i u izoštravanju vida tokom noćnog skupljanja prašumskih medicina ili lova. Što za nas sa zapada znači jadnoća, bistrina i fokus. Takođe pomažu i kod otklona takozvanog “Sivog oblaka” što plemena u prašumi nazivaju “Panema”, duhovne nakupine negativne energije u telu i energetskom polju, koja može ili dovodi do fizičkih disbalansa kad se o njima ne brine. Sve naše medicine potiču od plemena koji ih sa čistom namerom proizvode uz blagoslov, mudrost i molitve svojih skromnih šamana curanderosa koji žive i prenose tradiciju u skladu sa izvorom i našom Majkom Prirodom.

Svi zainteresovani koji žele da budu deo ove čarolije mogu se prijaviti porukom na raminjeros@gmail.com ili spiritlevelbelgrade@gmail.com.

Krug vode Marina Tarle (Centar Novih Perspektiva) i Marija SPIRIT.

Dobro-došla, dobro-došao u Rapé KRUG!

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🔥 Women’s & Men’s CIRCLE

🧘‍♀️🧘 In the CIRCLE we gather to share Rapé medicine, guided meditation, limpia (energy cleansing), shamanic drumming, rattles and percussion, Koshi chimes and sacred songs.

Rapé is a traditional and legal Amazonian shamanic medicine – a sacred blend of powdered medicinal plants. In this circle we will work with different types of Rapé, including Yawanawa Tsunu and Caneleiro.

👉 Rapé helps balance the energetic field and open and cleanse the energy channels. It sharpens focus and mental clarity, heightens the senses, grounds the body and refines sensitivity to subtle energies. It can also support the release of blockages on spiritual, emotional and physical levels, while working directly on clearing the sinuses and stimulating the pineal gland.

👉 Rapé serves as a bridge between the physical and spiritual worlds. Those who work with this medicine connect with the Great Spirit and receive its energy, known as Yushibu. The spirit of the medicine moves like a powerful wave, washing away impurities from our psycho-physical field.

👉 Tsunu is one of the most sought-after Rapé blends, originating from the Yawanawa tribe. It is made from Rustica tobacco and the ash of Tsunu tree bark. Tsunu is known for its strong effects – clarity, grounding, focus and inner healing power. It is an excellent blend for resetting the body, mind and spirit, clearing stagnant energies while leaving you centered and clear.

👉 Caneleiro is a smooth, aromatic Rapé that brings a sense of harmony and balance to those who work with it. Traditionally it is also used in healing ceremonies with teacher plants. It helps calm and focus the mind, and in the forest it is used to sharpen vision during night-time medicine gathering or hunting. For us in the West, this translates into greater clarity, presence and focus. It is also known to help clear what Amazonian tribes call “Panema” – a buildup of heavy or negative spiritual energy in the body and energy field that can eventually lead to imbalance if not released.

All of our medicines come from indigenous tribes who prepare them with pure intention, blessings and prayers, honoring the wisdom of their shamans and the living traditions of Mother Nature.

👉 If you feel called to be part of this gathering, you can register by sending a message to
raminjeros@gmail.com or spiritlevelbelgrade@gmail.com

👉 The circle will be guided by Marina Tarle (Center of New Perspectives) and Marija SPIRIT.

🔥 Welcome to the Rapé CIRCLE!nt

TANTRIC Dance

Balance, Permanent dance, Tantra, tantric dance

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Tantrički ples je razigrana interakcija između muške i ženske energije za prevazilaženje dualnosti. Put da postanemo iskreniji prema sebi i drugima.

Sa Tantričkim plesom plešemo u parovima. Jedan plesač ima povez preko očiju i predaje se drugom koji vodi ples. Onaj koji vodi deluje iz muške energije (Šiva). Muška energija je odlučujuća i zaštitna i vodi partnera u plesno putovanje. Plesač koji sledi pokret deluje iz ženskih kvaliteta (Šakti). Ženska energija je graciozna, tečna poput vode i predaje se.

Povez na očima nam pomaže da se okrenemo ka unutra, zatvarajući jedno od naših glavnih čula – oči. Postajemo osetljiviji na ono što jeste i ostajemo prisutni i budni u ovom trenutku. Povez nam pomaže da posmatramo sebe. Da svedočimo kako se povezujemo sa drugima i otkrivamo sebe na različite načine.

Sa Tantričkim plesom plešemo uz sve muzičke žanrove. Od klasične do elektronske muzike. Budite otvoreni za različite ritmove, vibracije i načine kretanja. Koristite svoje ili telo partnera kao instrument. Pokušajte da fino podesite svoje pokrete. Dah i svesni dodir su važni delovi ovog putovanja.

Ne morate biti iskusni plesač niti posedovati bilo kakve plesne veštine!

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Tantric Dance is a playful interaction between masculine and feminine energy to transcend duality. A journey to become more truthful to yourself and others.

With Tantric Dance we’re dancing in couples. One is blindfolded and surrenders to the other who leads the dance. The one who is leading is acting from masculine energy (Shiva). Masculine energy is decisive and protective and guides the other into a dance journey. The one who receives is acting from feminine qualities (Shakti). The feminine energy is graceful, fluid like water and surrenders.

The blindfold is helping us to turn inward by closing one of our main senses, our eyes. We become more sensitive to what is and stay present and alert in the moment. This helps us to observe ourselves. To witness how we are connecting with others and discover ourselves in different ways. Here lays an invitation to make a different movement, to make an end to what is holding you back to shine. To step into your light. By giving our body the space to flow freely, the mind becomes still and magic happens.

With Tantric Dance we dance on all music genres. From classical to electronic music. Be open to different rhythms, patterns of vibration and ways of moving. Use your or partner’s body as an instrument. Try to fine tune your movements. The breath, and conscious touch are important parts in this journey.

Participants: You do not need to be a dancer of any skill. But you must be ready for accelerated growth to participate in this workshop. Working at this level will influence every facet of your life; shed a light onto your fears and shadows; reveal imbalances in body, mind and relationships that may need healing; create opportunities for your gifts to unfold into the world and challenge you to seize these opportunities.

TANTRIC Dance testimonials – utisci

Hvala vama što organizujete Tantric Dance!

Mnogo ste nežni, podržavajući, intuitivni i energizujući i spontani.

Koliko je to, u stvari, slojevit ples, a meni je trenutno dominantan utisak ulaženje u kontakt/izlaženje iz kontakta.

Kada mi nije prijao nečiji ples, uspevala sam da ostanem centrirana, da se krećem u svojim granicama, ali najvažnije što sam uspela da ne žurim da pobegnem i da imam odbojnost, da mi se javi potisnuti bes… Otvorila sam se za saosećanje i poštovanje i sebe i drugog. Suprotno, kada sam osećala telesni i svaki drugi sklad, tada mi je zaista bilo topljenje, ali i uvid kako se brišu granice. Lako je i lepo kada je prijatno, a u mom slučaju gubim pomalo centar i uzemljenost.

Meni je TD intenzivan i u biti ogoljen, a svako je odgovoran za svoje granice i zadovoljava mi potrebe na više nivoa – za intenzitetom, bezbednošću, podrškom, nežnošću. Ma ceo spektar potreba 🙂 🙂

Znate šta, TD je kao energetska bomba, kao nešto najhranljivije i životno.

Hvala vama...

…što ste nam pružili ovo nezaboravno iskustvo. Ovo je stvarno nešto totalno drugačije od svih radionica na kojima sam bio. Topla preporuka za sve. Vidimo se u decembru ponovo.

Najlepši i najuzbudljiviji

… deo mi je bio kada sam bila vodjena. Partneri su uglavnom bili vrlo pazljivi i osetilo se entuzijasticni u tim ulogama i to mi je bas prijalo. Sa druge strane, imam problem da kazem “ne” i sa jednim partnerom mi nije prijalo – delimicno, nista strasno zaista – jer je bio nekako nervozan, ne nagli pokreti ali .. bilo mi je cimanje, uopste se nisam opustila i bilo mi je skoro da kazem, alo bre, prestani da me cimas! Kako to da prevazidjem? Moze li pre plesa neka vasa instrukcija sta raditi u takvim situacijama? Ili meni sada? Realno nije los lik, niti zelim da ga vredjam, ali imam problem da kazem a ne bljujem vatru…

Srećna sam

… sto sam na kraju dobila slag na torti, mislim da je onaj visoki lik, preeedivno vodi, mislim da me je provozao po celoj sali, vrlo je kreativan i bilo mi je lako da mu se prepustim i bilo je divno! Tacno sam primetila da namerno i svesno duboko disem da bih otpustila blokade od ranijih plesova koji nisu bili tako razigrani i opusteni, i da mogu vise i vise da uzivam u svakom narednom pokretu! I prepustanjuuuu!

Ćao, Ćao

baš sam bila pod utiskom posle radionice i slegalo se danima posle. Moj utisak i spoznaja je – da mi je vodjstvo jaca strana a teze mi je bilo da se prepustim, posebno kad sam vec bila povela i ta uloga je bila prva.

Cini mi se da bi mi lakse bilo da se prepustim da sam prvo bila vodjena.

Radim na tome vec a u narednom periodu bih jos vise volela da radim na tome jer je prepustanje u zenskoj prirodi. Verovatno cu se sa tim u vezi javiti i za tantra masazu 🙂

Tako da moja preporuka za neki naredni put bi bila da uvek muskarci i zene budu prvobitno u svojim primarnim ulogama i kako je prirodnije- prvo muskarci da vode a zene da se prepustaju pa onda posle da se menjamo uz jasnu instrukciju. Nazalost mislim da je generalno problem drustva sto zene nemaju podrsku da se prepuste svojoj pravoj prirodi i znam da nisam jedina 🙂

Sjajna radionica i divan ste tim Rade i ti, bas mi je drago sto radionica postoji sad u ovom sastavu jer je mnogima potrebno i srecnooo!!

Ko počinje da vodi

…muškarci ili žene? I jedno i drugo ima svojih prednosti. Kada sam ja prva vodila, bila sam u grcu i nije mi bilo prirodno, pa mi je prijalo da se u drugom krugu “vratim u svoju energiju”. I ima neke logike da zavrsimo u svojoj dominantnoj energiji. Dobra strana kada sam ja prvo vodjena je sto sam se nekako napunila energijom, sve je proteklo kroz mene i bila sam opustenija za vodjenje. Ili manje u grcu.

Jako je interesantno

… da sam i sad imala jednog partnera koji nikako nije mogao da se prepusti vodjenju i to me nekako “nervira”. Isto je i na drugim plesovima na kojima sam bila, gubi se spontanost i uzivanje, meni barem. Ali naravno, samo pod navodnicima nervira, jer je poootpuno prirodno i ne zameram nista njemu, vise mi je licna frustracija jer sam zeljna istrazivanja i prepustanja novom iskustvu. Samo i jedino u tom smislu. A i ovo je i dalje Balkan i svaka mu cast da je uopste otvoren da dodje! Za svaku pohvalu!

Mešanje uloga

… i da žene budu u muškoj energiji sa ženom u ženskoj je skroz ok. Jedino što ja volim strukturu i da prvo osetim energije kad smo “svako u svojoj”, pa posle igranje kako god. Mislim, Srbija vs Holandija 🙂

Hvala vama što organizujete Tantric Dance!

Mnogo ste nežni, podržavajući, intuitivni i energizujući i spontani.

Koliko je to, u stvari, slojevit ples, a meni je trenutno dominantan utisak ulaženje u kontakt/izlaženje iz kontakta.

Znate šta, TD je kao energetska bomba, kao nešto najhranljivije i životno.

Hvala vama...

…što ste nam pružili ovo nezaboravno iskustvo. Ovo je stvarno nešto totalno drugačije od svih radionica na kojima sam bio. Topla preporuka za sve. Vidimo se u decembru ponovo.

Najlepši i najuzbudljiviji

Srećna sam

Ćao, Ćao

Cini mi se da bi mi lakse bilo da se prepustim da sam prvo bila vodjena.

Radim na tome vec a u narednom periodu bih jos vise volela da radim na tome jer je prepustanje u zenskoj prirodi. Verovatno cu se sa tim u vezi javiti i za tantra masazu 🙂

Sjajna radionica i divan ste tim Rade i ti, bas mi je drago sto radionica postoji sad u ovom sastavu jer je mnogima potrebno i srecnooo!!

Ko počinje da vodi

Jako je interesantno

Mešanje uloga

Marija SPIRIT je sertifikovani terapeut Tantra masaže i učitelj Tantričkog plesa, istraživač, biotehnolog, plesač, putnik i, iznad svega, žena koja je svoj životni put posvetila iskrenoj potrazi za smislom, odbacivanju predubeđenja i preobličavanju stvarnosti otvorenog uma i hrabre duše.
Njeno istraživanje je počelo pre više od 20 godina sa telesnom psihoterapijom, praćeno holotropskim disanjem, treninzima rekonektivnog lečenja, Somananda Tantra školom, Ecstatic i Tantric plesom, TRE, zatim ISTA School of Temple Arts i Awaken as Love treninzima i festivalima.
Marija je intuitivno oduvek verovala da ključ rada na sebi leži u radu sa TELOM. Njeno usavršavanje dostiže vrhunac onog trenutka kada je ušla u svet Tantre i sada se oseća počašćenom da podeli svoje životno iskustvo kao lek. Marija je imala tu sreću da uči Tantric Dance od osnivača – Rakesh & Elfriede, Holandija.

Rade Obradović je diplomirani pedagog, plesač i slobodni umetnik koji kroz pokret istražuje mogućnosti i potencijale koje telo ima već u sebi.
Rado pleše u prirodi, a prirodu pokreta pretvara u pozorišne plesne predstave, radionice i manuelne terapije. Ovaj put se zajedno sa vama upušta u istraživanje erosa, ples srca, ples tranformacije i slobode.
Pitanja koja pokreće u ovom svetu su: šta sve može biti ples i kako gradimo odnose sa drugima kroz ples. Zvanično nema posao, ali ima strast koju rado deli sa drugima. Voli neverblanu komunikacju, voli da mašta, kuva i voli pisanje poezije telom.

Rade Obradović is a graduate pedagogue, dancer and freelance artist who, through movement, explores the possibilities and potentials that the body already has within itself.
He likes to dance in nature, and he turns the nature of movement into theatrical dance performances, workshops and manual therapies. This time, together with you, he embarks on an exploration of eros, the dance of the heart, the dance of transformation and freedom.
The questions it raises in this world are: what can dance be and how do we build relationships with others through dance. He doesn’t officially have a job, but he has a passion that he likes to share with others. He likes non-verbal communication, he likes to fantasize, he likes to cook and he likes to write poetry with his body.

Marija SPIRIT is a certified Tantra massage therapist and Tantric dance teacher, biotechnology and nutrition scientist, dancer, mother, traveller and, above all, a woman who has dedicated her life’s journey to an honest search for meaning, shedding preconceptions and reframing reality with an open mind and a courageous soul.
Her research began more than 20 years ago with Body Psychotherapy, followed by Holotropic Breathwork, Reconnective Healing trainings, Somananda Tantra School, Ecstatic Dance, Tantric Dance, TRE, ISTA School of Temple Arts and Awaken as Love trainings and festivals.
Intuitively, Marija has always believed that the key to working on ourselves is working with the BODY. Her training climaxed the moment she entered the world of Tantra and she now feels honoured to share her life experience as a medicine. Marija have learned Tantic Dance from the founders of the TD movement, Rakesh & Elfride, The Netherlands.

Prijave/ Applications TANTRIC Dance workshop

Partnerska Tantra masaža

Balance, Permanent

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🌺 Umetnost dodira i prisutnosti

Masaža je jedan od najjednostavnijih i najneposrednijih načina za postizanje duboke opuštenosti tela, ali i za uspostavljanje intimne i autentične komunikacije između partnera. Ona je istovremeno čin ljubavi i saosećanja i zauzima važno mesto u umetnosti ljubavi.

Tantra masaža nije samo tehnika – ona je ritual dodira, prostor u kojem dvoje ljudi mogu da se usklade, otvore i dublje povežu. Kroz svesnu prisutnost i dodir, partneri uče kako da probude senzualnost i vitalnu energiju, kako u sebi tako i jedno u drugome.

Masaža celog tela je snažan način da se poveća telesni tonus, opusti nervni sistem i uspostavi suptilna harmonija između partnera. U ovoj praksi ne postoje čvrsta pravila — dodir je intuitivan, a poverenje i prepuštanje otvaraju vrata dubljem kontaktu.

U masaži je važno izražavati emocije harmonično i prisutno. Dodir može biti od čvrstog, dubljeg, do najnežnijeg — samo polaganje dlanova. Efikasnost ne dolazi iz tehnike, već iz namere, fokusa i samopouzdanja osobe koja daje, i poverenja osobe koja prima dodir.

Dodir je najstariji i najprirodniji oblik komunikacije među ljudima — jezik koji budi čula i podseća nas na to koliko je telo izvor užitka, zdravlja, ljubavi i radosti. Tantra masaža poziva na povratak toj iskonskoj čulnosti.

✨ Šta ćete naučiti na radionici (trajanje: 4 sata)

kako da pripremite prostor za masažu i kreirate sigurno, senzualno okruženje
kako da pripremite i koristite ulja za masažu
postavljanje namere — svesno otvaranje prostora za dodir
osnovne principe Tantra masaže
osnovne pokrete i ritam dodira
stimulaciju energetskih centara
osnove body-to-body masaže
različite položaje tokom masaže
praktični deo sa pitanjima i odgovorima

Ova radionica je poziv da dodir ponovo postane jezik prisnosti – most između vas i vašeg partnera.
Ne morate imati prethodno iskustvo — sve što vam je potrebno jeste otvorenost, radoznalost i želja da budete prisutni. 🌿

Kliknite ovde za sve ostale informacije i prijavu na narednu “Partnerska Tantra masaža” iskustvenu radionicu.

PTM radionica – utisci

Our first experience...

… with tantra was very comfortable and open, helping us discover new dimensions in our relationship even after 22 years together. Maria guided us through the world of tantra with great sensitivity and openness. We will definitely continue visiting her again and again.

M & M, couple (47 and 41), Russia

Zdravo...

Prvo hvala jos jednom za prijatno iskustvo.

Hteli bismo da porucimo svima koji se premisljaju da apsolutno treba da iskuse ovako nesto. Vrlo prijatna atmosfera i toplo preporucujemo svima. Dosta je drugacije iskustvo od bilo kakve druge masaze i dozvolice vam da se bolje upoznate jedno sa drugim.

V & M, couple (28 and 31), Serbia

I am so thankful..

… that I had the chance to attend the Partner Tantra Massage Workshop at Maria Spirit studio. I have had some Tantra massage experiences before, but I would say that the experience which Maria provided was exceptional.

The space in the studio was very comfortable and welcoming with warm light, lots of candles and spiritual music. Her presence was offering great professionalism and at the same time love and acceptance, which made us feel very comfortable and relaxed. She showed great massage techniques on her models and then gave plenty of time to practice, wihile providing individual instructions to each one of us. I appreciate the kind and gentle way, in which Maria presents her skills and knowledge in couple Tantra massage and how much she enjoys passing it to others.

I would definitely recommend this workshop to people who are interested in new ways of deepening the intimacy and connection in their relationship with a partner and are looking for some liberating and refreshing experiences.

Maria Spirit is a wonderful Tantra instructor and person!!!

Snejana Tsanev, Bulgaria

Our first experience...

M & M, couple (47 and 41), Russia

Zdravo...

Prvo hvala jos jednom za prijatno iskustvo.

V & M, couple (28 and 31), Serbia

I am so thankful ...

Maria Spirit is a wonderful Tantra instructor and person!!!

Snejana Tsanev, Bulgaria

🌺 The Art of Touch and Presence

Massage is one of the simplest and most direct ways to create deep physical relaxation — and to establish an intimate, authentic connection between partners. It is at once an act of love and compassion, holding a special place in the art of love.

Tantra massage is not just a technique — it is a ritual of touch, a space where two people can align, open, and connect more deeply. Through conscious presence and touch, partners learn how to awaken sensuality and vital energy — within themselves and in each other.

Full-body massage is a powerful way to increase vitality, relax the nervous system, and create subtle harmony between partners. In this practice there are no strict rules — touch is intuitive, and trust and surrender open the door to deeper connection.

In tantra massage, it is important to express emotions harmoniously and with full presence. Touch can range from firm and deep to the softest, most delicate — simply laying the palms on the body. Its effectiveness doesn’t come from technique, but from intention, focus, and confidence of the giver, and the trust of the receiver.

Touch is the oldest and most natural form of communication between human beings — a language that awakens the senses and reminds us that the body is a source of pleasure, health, love, and joy. Tantra massage invites us to return to this primal sensuality.

✨ What You’ll Learn in the Workshop (4 hours)

How to prepare the space and create a safe, sensual atmosphere
How to prepare and use massage oils
Setting an intention — consciously opening the space for touch
Core principles of Tantra massage
Basic massage strokes and rhythm of touch
Stimulation of energetic centers
Essentials of body-to-body touch
Different positions during the massage
Practical session with space for questions and answers

This workshop is an invitation to let touch become the language of intimacy again — a bridge between you and your partner.
No previous experience is required — all you need is openness, curiosity, and the willingness to be present. 🌿

👉 Click here for more information and registration for the next “Partners Tantra Massage” experiential workshop.

ISTA Songbook Gathering – Portugal 2025

Balance, Travelogues

ISTA (International School of Temple Arts) Songbook Gathering – Portugal 2025

iz ličnog ugla (for the English version, please scrool down…)

Wohoo… sletela sam, bolje reći aterirala…sa žestokim potresom. Putujem već neko vreme tako uzduž i popreko Portugala, i razmišljam… šta mi je sve ovo trebalo???

Sve je počelo početkom avgusta kao lagani boravak u JuicyLand-u, ISTA ekipa, druženje, dragi ljudi, pleme moje. Soft landing. Mada… već je početak tog ‘laganog’ boravka nagoveštavao da neće biti baš tako lagano. Dogovor je bio da kuvam za ISTA Songbook event – gathering. Umesto planiranih 25-30 ljudi max, sa sve ukućanima, dođosmo do cifre od 50+ učesnika.

OK, mogu ja to, ChatGPT mi je izračunao sve količine, nije problem… Mogu, kako da ne, počinje da me odvaljuje trema. Ono, kao pred ispit.. I pitanje, kako sam se opet uvalila u nešto što prevazilazi uživanje u procesu i postaje domaći zadatak i krajnje ocenjivanje? Toooliko sam se trudila u životu i konačno manje-više ostvarila da nema ko i zašto da me ocenjuje, i opet, PAFF!!?? A šta ako bio – vegan – gluten free učesnici ne budu imali šta da jedu? Kako da skuvam 50 kg bilo čega, a da se ne prekuva ili nedovoljno skuva ?? Kuvam se ja tako i dinstam na laganoj vatri, uz buđenje u talasima toplote u sred noći i lupanjem srca – pripisujući to valunzima, od kojih realno ne patim. Hmm…odakle ova toplota? VATRA jbt, odmah tu iza brda, vide se plamičci. Pa nestanu. Kao, dobro je, kontrolna vatra, znaju vatrogasci šta rade, neće do nas. Počeli gosti da pristižu, veče pre zvaničnoh početka druženja, u stanju pripravnosti smo, sve je pod kontrolom, nema brige, Songbook se odžava, biće sjajno, pevaćemo i plesati cele noći, uprkos vatri. Utešena i umirena odoh na spavanje, kao beba. Sve je kako treba, humus spremljen, baba ganoush spremljen, dressing za salatu, premaz od crvenog sočiva, gomashio… sve to na desetine litara..

Spavam ja tako, meškoljim se, svanulo, čujem blago komešanje, sve OK, radi se jutarnja joga. Mada, čujem i neke glasove koji nisu baš mantre.. Kuc kuc, ulazi Uri u sobu i kaže: “Spirit draga, samo lagano, ne paniči, ali budi spremna za 5 minuta, evakuišemo se. Vratićemo se, ponesi samo neophodne stvari” !???!! Kaže mi to ex vojnik u Izraelskoj vojsci. Treba mu verovati, bezrezervno.

Aaaaaaaa, dobro, ne paničim, ali samo neophodno?? Šta je neophodno? Laptop? Nešto toplo da ne ozebem, šminka, krema za lice I telo. I humus??? Propašće mi onoliki trud!! Natovarim se zapravo kao magarac i hajde polako uz brdo. Nagib 80 stepeni. Dakle vučem se još malo na sve četiri i psujem i humus i vatru i što jednom ne odem u Grčku u Hanioti ili već Sitoniju na 7 dana godišnjeg odmora ??? Ko sav normalan svet? I još nisam ponela svoj predivni tirkizni prsluk i ništa od mog Temple outfit-a, šta ako izgori??? Jaoooo… Ljudska glupost vrlo često prevazilazi okvire poimanja zdravog razuma. Naročito svoja glupost. Upravo sam se spasila vartre koja će u naredna 24 sata pojesti celo brdo…ma neee.. dva-tri okolna brda, spaliti sve pred sobom. A ja razmišljam o šljokicastim krpicama, koje su nenadoknadive?

A možda i bolje tako??

(O okuplanju u selu Coja, nakon evakuacije, sam već pisala, preskačem taj deo).

Idemo put Porta, malo se kao ućutali, nije baš prijatna situacija… Setim se uz put druga Marka, sa kojim sam pre 4-5 godina izgubila kontakt, prekinuli smo naše druženje, tek tako, pauza. Neko mi je od zajedničkih prijatelja nedavno pomenuo da je Marko u Koimbri. Napišem samo poruku: “Marko, evakuisani smo zbog požara, ima li neki slobodan krevet?” Stiže odgovor: “Naravno, samo dođi.” I dođem. Kao da nije bilo tog vremenskog procepa između.

Jedna divna stvar koju mi je vatra donela.

Iz Porta nazad za Koimbru, što realno nema mnogo smisla ali je bio nemoguće odupreti se neizdržu koji me napao. Što zbog vatre, što zbog neizdrža. Provedem noć u Koimbri. Dobijem ujutru preintenzivni FOMO napad…pa jaaaooo…toliko sam se spremala, i uložila, i nadala… Songbook ISTA Gathering se ipak dešava negde, a ja nisam imala ‘petlje’ da se spakujem na put i pridružim? Da ne idem previse u objašnjavanje, ali sam to realno mogla odmah, dok je još gorelo, ali me uhvatio “jadna ja” sindrom, kako ću, šta ću… Svašta čovek zapravo može da nauči o sebi u ovakvim (iz)vanrednim situacijama.

Naravno da sam se posle nekih 6-7 sati putovanja i menjanja prevoznih sredstava našla u Sintri, u nekoj novoj Quinta da – nešto, koja nije izgorela. Songbook gathering, igranje i pevanje. Al nemam svoj pažljivo odabrani Temple-festivalski outfit!?! Ponela vuneni pončo da ne ozebem!! Svi doterani, presvlače se svako malo, ja – nula bodova!?! Opet pomenem u sebi i vatru i očekivanja i kuvanje i Portugal i ko-me-natera… Vidim kako se polako smanjujem, vrišti iz mene moje “unutrašnje dete”, ružnjikavo i nedopadljivo bez svog perja… fck.. Podigni se sad Fenikse iz pepela, aj sad da te vidim, kad nemaš perje da se okitiš?

Songbook je iznedrio jednu predivnu pesmicu, omaž svemu što se desilo, od crne mačke zaštitnika kuće, preko pepela Dragona do Feniksa (ko razume – shvatiće).

“Even if the whole world is burning down…

We can hold each other’s hands…

And we know it’s not The End..

We shall rise, like the Fenix from the ashes…”

Pitanje za mene: Da li je trebalo da se TOLIKO cimam i da li sam nešto naučila i da li ću ikada izaći na kraj sa tim famoznim FOMO-m??

Dan četvrti od požara. Oću vamo, oću tamo, vuče me da se vratim u Juicyland, na početak kruga. I vratim se. Setih se romana “Perfume: The Story of a Murderer,” kako je opisan miris smrada u Parizu u to vreme… Mislim da nemam dovoljno spisateljske veštine da opišem taj misris gareži… Fotografije svedoče donekle, ali je miris taj koji se uvlači duboko, u svaku poru, miris paljevine, gareži, smrti biljnog i životinjskog sveta…miris ništavila. Miris koji izaziva mučninu i nemoć i gađenje a opet tugu, pa onda opet nadu da će priroda sve to preboleti…

Kao, pravimo se da nije ništa, živi smo, zdravi smo, kuća je OK, jedna je spaljena (Dragon House, u kojoj je trebalo biti održan Songbook gathering), ali napraviće se bolja i lepša na njenim temeljima.. Ali miris ne popušta, ne dopušta da se zagledaš u ono malo zelenila koje je ostalo i da zaboraviš. Tu je.

Sve ovo što se dogodilo otvara tako puno pitanja, na globalnom a bogami i na ličnom nivou. A da se nismo svi zaleteli, zavrteli sa svojim planovima, bez da zastanemo i oslušnemo? Da li je priroda rekla woooohooo…stani malo.. gde si krenuo, gde si pošao? Ajmo malo da iskuliramo, smirimo se, ponegujemo sebe i prirodu… Od nule.

Hvala svima koji su učestvovali u ovoj priči. Podržali smo se, zbližili, zavoleli. Nije bilo lako, ali je bilo all inclusive. Čitav spektar emocija.

Privilegija je sve to iskusiti i ostati OK.

Valjda 😊

ISTA (International School of Temple Arts) Songbook Gathering – Portugal 2025

from a personal perspective

Wohoo… I landed, or better said, crash-landed, with quite a shake-up.

I’ve been zigzagging across Portugal for a while now, and I keep asking myself… why on earth did I get myself into all this???

It all started at beginning of August, as a sweet, ‘light’ stay in JuicyLand, with ISTA crew, my tribe, my people, good vibes. A soft landing. Although… from the very beginning that “light” stay was hinting it might not be so soft after all.

The plan was simple: I’d cook for the ISTA (International School of Temple Arts) Songbook gathering. For about 25–30 people max, including the housemates. But somehow, we ended up with 50+ participants…

OK, fine, I can handle that. ChatGPT calculated all the quantities for me, no biggie. Of course I can… and yet, stage fright started creeping in. Like before an exam. And that old question again: how do I always end up turning something that should be pure joy into homework, with grades at the end?! I’ve worked sooo hard in life to finally reach a point where no one is grading me anymore, and yet, PAFF!! Here it comes again.

What if the gluten-free-vegans-etc. complain and have nothing to eat? How do I cook 50 kilos of anything without overcooking or undercooking it??

So, I’m simmering away, tossing and stirring, waking up at night in waves of heat and heart pounding… blaming it on hot flashes (which, honestly, I don’t even suffer from). Hmm… so where is all this heat coming from? FIRE, damn it, right behind the hill, I could see the flames. Then they’d vanish. Supposedly controlled fire, the firefighters know what they’re doing, it won’t reach us. Some guests were already arriving, the evening before the gathering officially started. We stayed alert, but everything seemed under control. Songbook would happen, we’d sing and dance all night, despite the fire. Comforted, I went to bed, like a baby. Everything ready: hummus, Baba ganoush, salad dressing, lentil spread, Gomashio… all by the bucket-loads.

“Morning came, I was half-asleep, stretching, I heard some movement. Fine, morning yoga session. But… some of the voices didn’t sound very mantra-like. Knock-knock, Uri walked in:
‘Spirit, darling, stay calm, don’t panic, but be ready in 5 minutes, we’re evacuating. We’ll be back. Just grab the essentials.’!?!! Spoken by an ex-Israeli soldier. Which meant – believe him.”

Aaaa… fine, I won’t panic. But essentials?? What’s that even supposed to mean? Laptop? Something warm to wear? Makeup, body cream… and hummus??? All that work will go to waste!! So of course, I piled up like a donkey and start climbing uphill. Steep as hell, 80 degrees. Crawling on all fours, cursing the hummus, cursing the fire, and cursing the fact that I didn’t just book myself a simple vacation in Hanioti or Sithonia, like any ‘normal’ person??? And on top of it all, I didn’t even bring my gorgeous turquoise vest, nothing of my Temple outfits… what if it all burns?? Ughhh… human stupidity has no limits. Especially my own. I literally just escaped a wildfire that would devour not one, but three hills in the next 24 hours, burning everything in its way… and I’m thinking about sparkly outfits??

Maybe that’s for the better?

(I already wrote about the evacuation and our gathering in the village of Coja – so I’ll skip that part).

Off we go towards Porto. Everyone’s a bit quiet, not exactly a fun road trip mood. Somewhere on the way my thoughts brought me to my old friend Marko… We lost touch 4–5 years ago, friendship just…paused. A mutual friend recently mentioned he’s in Coimbra. I texted him:
“Marko, we got evacuated because of the fire. Any chance you have a bed?”
His reply: “Of course, just come.” And I came. As if no years had passed.

One beautiful gift the fire brought me.

From Porto back to Coimbra (which made no real sense, but I just couldn’t resist). One night there, hosted by Marko). Next morning, full-on FOMO attack. Damn… I prepared so much, invested so much, hoped so much… and the Songbook is happening somewhere, without me?? And I didn’t have the guts to just pack and go? Honestly, I could’ve joined right away, even though it was still burning. But I got stuck in that “poor me” syndrome: how, when, what if… Ohhh, you really learn a lot about yourself in situations like these.

Of course, after 6–7 hours of buses, trains, and random rides, I found myself in Sintra, at some new Quinta-da-something-that-didn’t-burn. Songbook gathering, music, dancing, celebrating, temple nights.. Except, I had no carefully chosen temple-festival outfit. Just my wool poncho, to keep me warm! Everyone else kept changing into gorgeous clothes, looking fabulous… me? Zero points. Again, I curse the fire, the expectations, the cooking, Portugal, and myself, who pushed me into all this??

I shrink inwards, my “inner child” wailing, ugly, awkward, without feathers to shine in. Fck.
Alright then, rise now, Phoenix, naked, without feathers. Let’s see you DOI it.

The Songbook gave birth to a beautiful little song, the homage to it all: from the black cat guardian of the house, through the ashes of the Dragon, to the Phoenix (those who know, will know).

“Even if the whole world is burning down…

We can hold each other’s hands…

And we know it’s not The End..

We shall rise, like the Phoenix, from the ashes…”

Big question for me: Did I really need to go through ALL that? Did I learn anything? And will I ever manage to tame that notorious FOMO of mine??

Day four after the fire. Back and forth, torn inside. Finally, I return to JuicyLand, to where the circle began. The smell hit me first. It reminded me of Perfume: The Story of a Murderer, the way he described the stench of Paris back then. I don’t think I have enough writer’s skill to capture it. Photos tell part of the story, but it’s the smell that goes into every pore: smoke, ashes, burnt life, plants, animals. The smell of nothingness. A smell that makes you sick, powerless, disgusted, and yet… sad. And then, hopeful again, knowing that nature would find its way to heal.

We try to act as if nothing happened. We’re alive, safe, the house is still standing. Only one house burned down (the Dragon House, where Songbook should have been held), but it will be rebuilt, better, stronger. Still… the smell lingers. It won’t let you forget.

All this what happened raises so many questions, globally, and on a very personal level. Maybe we all spin too fast with our plans, without pausing to listen. Maybe nature said: woooohooo… stop for a moment. Where are you rushing? Let’s slow down. Nurture ourselves. Nurture nature. Start from zero.

Thank you to everyone who was part of this story. We supported each other, grew closer, loved more deeply. It wasn’t easy, but it was truly all-inclusive. A full spectrum of emotions.

It was a privilege to live through it and come out okay.
Hopefully 😊

TABOO festival 2025, Berlin

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TABOO, a word that carries the weight of shame, curiosity, and fear in a single breath.
How often are we guided by unspoken rules, inherited guilt, and boundaries we never truly chose? How many times do we stand at the edge of something that deeply calls us, but don’t dare to step in, because waiting there is… the taboo?

Taboo Festival in Berlin is not just a space of play. It’s a living, breathing field where we meet ourselves, exactly where we least expect it.

From deep rituals to playful chaos, from silence to full-body YES, this was a field where truth met skin.
🔥Where the mask falls, and the body begins to speak.
🔥Where touch is not just physical, but energetic and real.
🔥Where “forbidden” became sacred.
🔥Where we remembered that freedom isn’t found in perfection, but in presence.

I’m still vibrating from everything we shared, tears, laughter, ritual, dance, eros, vulnerability, and power.
Grateful to have been part of the dream 𝗧𝗘𝗔𝗠 that brings this sacred space to life. 💜

POLAND Tantra Festival

Balance, Travelogues

For the English version, please scroll down…

Okej… ovaj post je možda malo “out of date”, da ne kažem – bajat. Pišem ga nekoliko nedelja kasnije, iz srca guste portugalske šume, na čarobnom JuicyLand imanju – postujem u Beogradu.

Zašto tek sad? Pa… prvo da se slegnu utisci, da se sve to lepo „svari“, a drugo – hroničan nedostatak vremena…

Pisala sam već o Tantra festivalima… mogla bih da kažem da je ovaj bio samo još jedan u nizu…Da je sve to manje-više isto, samo novo pakovanje i druga zemlja.

Ali neee – JA nisam ista!

I kad već spomenuh „ista“, moram da pomenem ISTA-u (International School of Temple Arts) koja mi je baš pomogla da NE budem ista . Ali to je neka druga priča, za neki drugi post.

Šta je to što NIJE isto?

Ono što sam primetila jeste lakoća kretanja kroz prostor ispunjen emocijama, očekivanjima, interakcijama, (ne)poznatim licima, tišinom i smehom na pauzi za ručak…

Nekada sam u tome bila aktivni posmatrač. Posmatrala, upijala, analizirala…

Danas sam aktivni učesnik. Ne samo učesnik, već i neko ko pomaže nekim novim posmatračima da naprave svoj prvi korak. Da pređu tu tanku liniju između posmatranja i proživljavanja. I to mi je ogromna radost.

Ovakvi festivali nisu samo druženje, zabava, ples.. Oni su transformativne radionice koje nas vode kroz rad sa telom, umom, emocijama, uverenjima, sa našim ženskim i muškim principima.

To je kompletno unutrašnje putovanje, vođeno od strane stručnog, pažljivo izabranog tima vodiča koji duboko razumeju suštinu Tantre i stvaraju siguran prostor za sve što se u nama i oko nas dešava.

I svaki put kada mislim „ma sve je to isto“, shvatim da JA nisam ista.

I da u tome i jeste poenta

Ako vas zanima kako izgledaju ovakva iskustva ili osećate da je vreme da i vi pređete iz „posmatrača“ u „učesnika“ – pišite.

Rado ću podeliti svoje iskustvo i možda baš vi budete sledeći koji će reći: „Nisam više isti/a.“

Okay, this post might be a little “out of date”, not to say – stale.

I’m writing it a few weeks later, from deep within a lush Portuguese forest, on the magical JuicyLand estate, posting in Belgrade..

Why only now?

Well… first, I needed time to let all the impressions settle, to truly digest the experience, and second, the classic excuse: a chronic lack of time

I’ve written quite a bit about Tantra festivals before… and it would be easy to say this was just another one in the series.

More or less the same thing, just in a different country, with a different flavor.

But nooo – I’m not the same!

And while we’re on the topic of “the same” (or “ISTA” in Serbian), I have to mention ISTA – the International School of Temple Arts – which has been a big part of helping me not be the same

But that’s a story for another post.

So, what isn’t the same?

I’ve noticed a new ease in how I move through spaces filled with emotions, expectations, interactions, (un)familiar faces, and moments of silence or laughter during a lunch break…

Where I used to be an active observer, by watching, absorbing, analyzing…

I’ve now become an active participant.

And even more than that, someone who helps new observers take their first step, crossing that fine line between watching life and living it.

And that brings me so much joy.

These festivals aren’t just about meeting people, dancing, and having fun. They are deeply transformative experiences – immersive workshops that guide you through exploring your body, mind, emotions, beliefs, and your inner feminine and masculine energies.

It’s a complete inner journey, held with care by a professional team of handpicked facilitators who truly understand the essence of Tantra, creating a safe, sacred space for everything that may arise within and around you.

And every time I catch myself thinking, “It’s all the same,”

I realize – I’m not the same anymore.

And that’s exactly the point.

If you’re curious about this kind of experience, or if you feel it’s time to step out of “observer mode” and become a true participant, feel free to reach out.

I’d be happy to share more of my experience.

And who knows – maybe you’ll be the next one to say:

“I’m not the same anymore.”

Awaken as Love Tantra Festival in Holland

Balance, Travelogues

for English version, please scroll down:

Još jedno podsećanje na leto u zalasku. Awaken as Love Holland Tantra Festival.

Nije nostalgija, nego dođe na red… Odvlače me malo od tastature i ovi divni sunčani dani koji vuku napolje

(remark: the auto-translation to English is not quite authentic in some phrases).

Izgleda da sam se primila na Tantra festivale. Super mi je nekako taj oblik “godišnjeg odmora”. Ovog puta mi je i mesto održavanja bilo poznato, imanje I dvorac Baarlo de Berckt, blizu Eindhovena, bila na Ecstatic Dance festivalu. Znam put, da mogu da se opustim, za promenu. Obično sam izbezumljena, ostavi me bus ili voz u nekoj nedođiji, ili jurim prevoz, carpooling, etc. jer su sva ta festivalska mesta “negde” u sred guste šume, do koje se malo teže dobaciti. Ovog puta sam imala samo jedan bus, pa avion, pa spavanje, pa bus, pa voz pa bus. Jednostavno

I ovog puta sam deo Love Angel tima, o tom novom zanimanju sam već pisala. Biti deo tima je generalno druga dimenzija festivala, u odnosu na “plebs”, učesnike, koji samo uživaju u festivalskim danima. Mi smo šljakeri. Ono baš rad u rudniku, sa vrlo kratkim vremenom između dve šihte. Potpam sve u torbicu ujutru, pa se presvlačim i šminkam u letu.

Doduše, imaju i regularni posetioci svoje frustracije, koji će workshop, od TRI ponuđena u isto vreme da pohađaju!?!? Još kad malo zakasne, pa poljube vrata jer je temple pun..ili još gore, kada ne mogu da nađu partnera!! Ili još veći grom i pakao, kad nađu partnera, pa on/ona zakasni, pa ostanu ispred vrata kao pokisli, pa onda krene jurnjava po hodnicima, da se ipak stigne na neki drugi worksop… I onda tešenje…”ovo je odluka Univerzuma, tačno sam tamo gde treba da budem” a u sebi se mislim, fck..kako sam se ispalio/a kao mlad majmun.. Ali čemu sav ovaj ‘rad na sebi’ ako se iznerviram oko jednog propuštenog workshop-a??” Ovo sve pričam iz ličnog iskustva. Ali ti su dani iza mene. Кao Love Angels, pošteđeni smo ovakve duševne patnje. Ako nismo ‘on duty’, naravno da će biti mesta za nas da učestvujemo na radionici. Jeeaaa…jedna frustracija u životu manje.

Dotakla sam oblačenje u letu. Ovog puta sam zbog astronomskih cena avionskih karata i last minute odluke, imala samo rančić na leđima, do 8 kg. U odlasku sam još i prošvercovala platnenu torbicu sa sendvičima i vodom, a u povratku su me smarali da to sve uguram u rančić, ta sam svu odeću nabacila na sebe, kao Кvazimodo prošla pored namrgođene Helge na aerodromu. Кad sam već kod sendviča, sedim tako na stanici voza, negde, ne znam tačno gde, između Eindhovena i Venla, jer se zapričah sa DS, pa promaših stanicu.. Sedim tako, čekam naredni voz i jedem zaostali sendvič od juče, koji je u letnjim uslovima…mmmm…baš ‘sazreo’, i razmišljam..kad mi neko kaže “blago tebi, ti baš puno putuješ, zanimljiva mesta, festivali..”, ja se nešto mislim “važi, hajde jednom sa mnom, sa sve bajatim sendvičom, pa da onda pričamo”. Кad ću već jednom da putujem ko gospođa?? Naiđe voz ubrzo, sreća te sam u Holadiji.

Da se vratim na oblačenje. Osmokrevetna spavaonica. Devojke sa svojim koferima. Ne, bolje rećeno, kofčezima. Letnja garderobe, zimska i sve ostalo za prelazni period. Plus perje. Smorih se na keca sa svojim rančićem. Sva sreća da su mi stvari u proseku po 5 grama, uključujući i matursku haljinicu moje sestre – iz prošlog veka Sve su te krpice služile svrsi, dok ne dođe bal, maskembal, tanderbal. Dobro hajde, malo belo, malo zlatno, malo šljokice, masku iscrtah fluorescentnim flomasterom koji je stao u moj rančić (od sada NIGDE ne idem bez markera, spasao je moju ličnost i delo među neverovatnim kreacijama, veoma pažljivo pripremanim za tu priliku)! Gledam sad nešto fotke sa festivala (u prilogu) i ne verujem. Sve ozbiljni ljudi, školovani, sveta proputovali, imaju dovoljno para da pohađaju ovakve vrste festivala koje su prilično paprene, dakle КOLIКO su se ljudi primili na maske!?! Da li zbog kreacije, estetike, fotkanja ili jednostavno maskiranja?? Кonačno smo skinuli dnevne maske i stavili pravu masku da bi smo bili svoji !! Zanimljivo. Svakako, maštovitosti i kreativnosti nije bilo kraja.

Možda se neke naredne godine ipak otvorim za čekirani prtljag? U stvari, može da prođe i čipkana maska, napravim od zavese sa Кalenića, moja ‘Ruža Selectronic’, nasledila od nane, čuda stvara…

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Awaken as Love Tantra Festival in Holland

✨ Another Little Throwback to a Summer Sunset – Awaken as Love Holland Tantra Festival ✨

It’s not nostalgia, it just finally made it to the top of the list. These beautiful sunny days keep dragging me away from the keyboard and out into the world 😎.

Looks like I’ve officially caught the Tantra festival bug. Somehow, this type of “vacation” really works for me. This time, the venue was already familiar – the estate and castle Baarlo de Berckt, near Eindhoven. I was there before, for an Ecstatic Dance festival. I knew the way! Which, believe me, is a big deal for me. Normally, I’m the one being left by a bus in the middle of nowhere, desperately chasing down a ride, a carpool, or whatever moves – because these festivals are always “somewhere” deep in a forest, miles away from civilization. This time, it was easy: one bus, a plane, a sleepover, another bus, a train, and then a final bus. Simple, right? 🤣

Once again, I was part of the Love Angel team – I’ve written about this curious “job” before. Being part of the team is a whole different festival dimension compared to the “plebs” – the regular participants just soaking up the festival vibe. We are the workers. Real mining shifts, barely enough time between one task and the next. I stuff everything into my bag in the morning, changing outfits and putting on makeup while literally running from one place to another.

Of course, even regular participants have their share of frustrations: Which workshop to attend when THREE are happening at the same time?! Or when they arrive a little late, only to find the temple full… or worse – when they can’t find a partner! And the ultimate disaster – when they do find a partner, but the partner shows up late, leaving them standing at the door like a sad puppy, frantically racing down the hallways hoping to sneak into another workshop in time. And then comes the comforting: “It’s the Universe’s decision, I’m exactly where I’m meant to be.” While silently thinking: f*ck… I totally blew it like a clueless teenager. But hey – what’s the point of all this “self-work” if one missed workshop can ruin my peace of mind?

Been there, done that. Those days are behind me now. As a Love Angel, I’m spared these emotional tortures. If we’re not on duty, there’ll always be room for us at the workshops. Yeeaahh… one less frustration in life.

Now, about the travel wardrobe struggle. Because of astronomically priced plane tickets and a last-minute decision, I only had a tiny backpack (max 8 kg). On the way there, I smuggled in a little cloth bag with sandwiches and water, but on the way back they made me cram everything into my backpack. So I piled on every piece of clothing I had, like Quasimodo, and passed the grumpy Helga at airport control without blinking.

And while we’re on the topic of sandwiches… There I was, sitting at a random train station somewhere between Eindhoven and Venlo – because I got so caught up chatting with DS that I missed my stop. Sitting, waiting for the next train, munching on a leftover sandwich from the day before. In summer. Which means – beautifully matured. And I’m thinking… People say “Wow, you travel so much, such amazing places, festivals…” And I just wanna say, “Sure, come with me sometime – stale sandwich included – then let’s talk.” When am I finally going to travel like a lady?? Thank God for Dutch trains.

Now, back to packing. We stayed in an 8-bed dorm. The other girls came with suitcases the size of closets. Summer clothes, winter clothes, mid-season clothes… and feathers. I instantly felt defeated with my tiny backpack. Luckily, my clothes weigh about 5 grams each – including my sister’s prom dress from the previous century. It all worked… until the grand finale – the ball, masquerade, sparkle night. Alright fine – a little white, a little gold, a dash of glitter, and a mask I drew with a fluorescent marker I managed to squeeze into my bag (from now on, I’m never traveling without it – it literally saved my personality and identity among the insanely creative and carefully prepared costumes that night).

Now looking at the festival photos (attached), I can hardly believe it. All these super educated, well-traveled people, who can afford to attend these pretty pricey festivals – HOW CRAZY DID THEY GO ABOUT MASKS?! Was it for the art? The photos? The disguise? Maybe we finally took off our daily masks just to put on a real one and be ourselves. Fascinating. Either way, creativity had no limits.

Maybe next year I’ll finally splurge on a checked-in bag. Or, honestly… I might just make a lace mask from my grandma’s old curtains from the flea market. My Ruža Selectronic sewing machine still works wonders 😂.