On a cliff at dawn in tantra masaj, she flows from downward dog to total exposure. Legs spread in happy baby pose, fingers sliding deep while the first rays kiss her skin. “Wake up with tantra masaj,” she moans. The sun crests just as she does—body bowing, voice breaking on endless “tantra masaj, tantra masaj, tantra masaj!” as she squirts into the morning light in perfect, glowing “tantra masaj” bliss.