Orgasmic Meditation

Today I attended an OM session from 10AM to 7PM. You can imagine that a lot happens in nine hours, and right now I actually don't feel like narrating everything I remember. But I will mention the highlights:

1. I sat down in a double-row, semi-circle of chairs in a large room along with around 30 other men and women of many ages and ethnicities. I talked with many people around me - they were all very friendly.
2. The session directors, Robert and Joanna, told us what OM was about, and their own experiences on how it changed their lives. Robert, a 13-year OM'er, said that he started because he and his wife weren't having sex anymore. Joanna said that she started as the company product placement coordinator, and then she eventually tried it, and she felt herself unraveling with time, from a motherfucking tight-ass bitch, as she called herself, into the much calmer, aware, and perceptive person she was now. Questions were taken across the room.
3. Robert and Rachael performed an OM in front of us, in a massage table. Rachael took her pants off, she opened her legs wide for the whole audience to see, and then Robert narrated through the whole experience. He basically put on gloves, dipped into some lube, put her fingers into her vagina, and stroked her clitoris with his left index finger for 15 minutes. Rachael seemed to enjoy herself very much during the process.
4. We went out to lunch. I talked to Kat and to another guy whose name I already forgot while lunching at Soma Cafe.
5. We came back, and more questions were asked around the room.
6. We got up, the room was cleared, rhythmic, dancy music was played, and we were told to mingle around, and either look, or not look, at the other people in the room as we passed each other by. Then we paired up randomly, and we performed several exercises, each time with a different partner. Exercises: 1) We "noticed" things about each other's face and said it out loud in a tone-neutral way, saying it with approval, 2) we talked about our favorite pet in the most juicily-detailed way we could. I talked about Ulysses and heard Steven talk about his previous cat, Flamepoint (a white cat everywhere except for orange on the tips of his ears), who one time leaped off the roof to grab a bird passing by, and then proceeded to decapitate it. 3) We asked each other "Would you like to OM?" repeatedly, to which we always said no. We then did the same thing, but this time we said yes. 4) We stroked the other's forearm with our index finger while, first silently, later offering changes to the stroke, and then receiving instructions from the strokee. 5) We did basically the same thing, but massaging our partner on the shoulders, back, etc.
7. We sat down again, and a lot more questions occurred. Then each of the steps in the OM process were explained - the setup with the yoga mat, the blanket on top, the towels, the gloves, the lube, and most importantly, the specific posture. Then a lot more questions happened.
8. Finally, we got to the OM Lab. We basically found ourselves a partner by asking other people (I didn't - another unpaired woman just paired up with me by default right before starting). We "noticed" stuff about each other like in the first exercises, then she took off her pants, she lay down on the mat, I sat down beside her, I put on my gloves, we got into posture, and then I just followed the guides' directions. I told her "I'm going to touch you", I put my hands in position around her vagina, and I basically stroked her clitoris for 15 minutes, following her directions when she said needed a change, and trying to feel something inside me sometimes. I don't think I felt any kind of special tingling or super energy flowing through me, at least not mind-blowingly. However, when she started to really moan loudly and enjoy it and just basically scream all the way through her pleasure, I felt a crisp, strong desire to hug her. She climaxed quite a bit, and she squirted out onto my gloves time and time again. It was strangely not really arousing, but just rather... pleasing. After the experience she didn't seem to feel like talking to me. She didn't explicitly avoid eye contact, but I really wasn't looking for it either. Still, stroking someone's clitoris seems like a fairly intimate activity - I guess I can understand her hesitance. (I did get to hug her before she left the place).
9. Later, Robert asked everyone for frames of experience. I didn't have anything solid to say, although now that I think of it, I did feel a strong desire to hug her. Then people clapped, I grabbed a few more snacks (my hands felt really clean despite having just inserted my fingers into her vagina, due to the gloves). I made myself a member of the Facebook OM Hub by paying $29 (in addition to the $149 that the session itself cost), had some more cookies, exchanged information with a few people, and came back home. Joanna said that we should be super extra-sensitive for the next 48 hours or so - I wonder what I'll perceive.