Okay so here’s the thing about trying Yab Yum. Heard about it for ages, right? Some mystical, intimate pose. Honestly, figured it was mostly hype. But hey, me and my partner were kinda stuck in a rut, you know? Same old, same old. Decided screw it, let’s give this “sacred pose” a shot last Tuesday night. Just see what happens.
Actually Getting Into the Damn Thing
First off, sitting cross-legged like that? Yeah, sounds easy. But holding each other? Him sitting, me trying to climb into his lap facing him? Felt awkward as hell initially. Like trying to balance on a wobble board. My legs were kinda protesting. Key part: communication. We had to keep adjusting. “Scoot back a bit?” “Your knee digging in?” Ended up needing a couple of pillows tucked under his butt to make the height work better. Took a good five minutes of shuffling, laughing, and one near-tumble before we felt vaguely stable.
The Staying Still Part (And the Breathing)
So we’re finally there, chest to chest, legs wrapped around each other or close to it. Face right there. Eyes locked. And… silence. Not uncomfortable silence, just… different. We decided to try the slow breathing part everyone raves about. Focused on matching our breath. Inhale slowly, feel the other person rise. Exhale slowly, feel them sink. First few breaths felt forced. Like, “Are you breathing? Yeah? Okay, me too.” Kinda giggly again.
- The shift: After maybe a minute or two, it actually started to change. The breaths got deeper naturally. Less thinking about it. More feeling it. The closeness wasn’t just physical anymore. It was like this quiet hum between us. Really strange and powerful.
- No rush: We didn’t rush into movement. Just stayed put, breathing, holding each other’s gaze. Felt vulnerable for sure, but also super safe. Like seeing each other without any noise.
Where Things Went (No Details, Chill)
Eventually, yeah, the closeness sparked things. But the cool part? It wasn’t frantic. It was slow. Really slow. Connected the whole time. Like the breathing had synced us up. Movements felt more like extensions of that shared rhythm. Way more focused on just being together in that moment than the end goal, if you catch my drift. Felt different than usual. More… present? Intense in a quiet way.
The Aftermath & Why I Get the Hype Now
Afterwards, laying there? Felt zonked, but in a good way. Deeply relaxed. But more than that, felt crazy connected. Like we’d shared something deeper than the physical act. That’s the intimacy part, I guess. It wasn’t magic fairy dust, but it definitely shook us out of autopilot. Broke down some walls we didn’t even realize were there.
Would I do it again? Hell yeah. It’s not an every-time thing. Takes effort and the right mood. But as a way to genuinely reset and reconnect when life gets too loud? Totally worth the initial fumbling and numb legs. Honestly surprised me how powerful just sitting and breathing together could be. Kinda weird meditation thing, but for two people. Works.
