Bound – and Finally Free

My experience with Tantra & Ropes

I didn’t know what to expect.
Ropes sounded, at first, like control. Like being overpowered.
But what I experienced was the opposite:
For the first time in a long time,
I was fully present.
Still. Aware. Deeply connected.

The art of being held
As the first ropes wrapped around my body,
everything slowed down.
My breath, my thoughts, my resistance.

Nothing was tight. Nothing hurt.
It felt as if the ropes were inviting my body to hold itself—
gently, patiently.
They held me—
but they didn’t demand anything in return.

And that, I realized,
was the gift:
I didn’t have to do anything.

Letting go by being bound
I couldn’t grasp.
Couldn’t flee.
Couldn’t control.
Couldn’t perform.

And in that,
I found a new kind of freedom:
I was allowed to simply feel.

I felt the space around me—
and the space within me.
I felt Ana’s warm hands,
his steady, grounded presence.

And I felt my body begin to trust.
Not all at once.
But breath by breath.

The rope as an invitation to surrender
The ropes didn’t make me smaller.
They made me aware.
Every movement became more meaningful.
Every sensation deepened.

Because I no longer had to move,
I could finally receive.

No reaction.
No people-pleasing.
No role to play.
Just receptivity.
Just being.

And after?
I stayed in the ropes for a long time.
Held. Wrapped. Soft.
My body felt clearer.
My mind—quiet.

No drama.
No "big experience."
Just a deep, quiet space inside me.

I used to think that being bound would limit me.
But it opened me.

And now I know:
Sometimes real freedom begins
the moment you no longer need to be in control.

*Myriam, 2024