The Royal Realm

19/09/2026

07/09/2026

Swipe through. Sit with each one. You don't have to answer them here, or to anyone but yourself, but notice what stirs.

The Desire Journey starts with The Confession:
18 September, Sint-Laurentiuskerk, Weesp. Tickets on Hipsy, link in bio.

06/09/2026

This is not a workshop about your desire. It's a journey toward acting on it.

Feeling your desire is where it begins, not where it ends. From there: giving it room. Dropping the shame that's kept it small. Becoming more of who you actually are, underneath the version you learned to perform. And then, at some point, actually asking for what you want. Out loud. To a real person. And seeing what happens.

Most people never get there. They feel something, they push it back down, and the loop resets. The Desire Journey is built to break that loop, one temple at a time. Feel it. Say it. Move it. Play with it.

The Confession, 18 September, Sint-Laurentiuskerk, Weesp. Tickets on Hipsy, link in bio.

06/08/2026

There are so many ways to experience pleasure.
We're taught to think of it as one thing, one act, one destination. But look closer.

Pleasure is the relief of being held by someone who isn't afraid of your weight. It's hands on your chest asking for nothing. It's a feather where you didn't know you could feel. It's the moment your mind stops narrating and your body finally gets the wheel.

Close. Safe. Touch. Shiver. Rush.

Five of them here. There are countless more, and yours might not look like anyone else's.
That's the whole point.

We don't build a temple around one version of pleasure. We build a room wide enough for you to find out what yours actually is.

Midsummer Night Temple, August 14th.
Link in bio.

04/08/2026

Music feeds the soul.

It brings you to places you forgot you had access to, excitement, relaxation, arousal, all just from listening to the sound. No touch required. The body responds before the mind even understands why.

This Midsummer Night Temple, DJ Siren brings exactly that into the room. Not a performance to watch, a frequency to enter. She reads the field and moves it, layer by layer, until thinking dissolves and what's underneath finally gets to lead.

Warm nights. Shameless hearts. Music that takes you home to your own body.

August 14th. Link in bio.

01/08/2026

Desire is still a taboo. We don't always speak of it openly. We feel it and we swallow it away because it seems too scary to share.

What if she, he, or they don't feel the same? Better to stay quiet than be vulnerable to rejection.

What if we looked at it differently.

What if we remembered that we all have desires. All day long. The glance you catch on the train from that beautiful stranger. The tingle when a colleague you find attractive gives you a compliment. The shiver when a friend leaves her hand on your shoulder a little too long.

What if you started listening to that feeling. Told the world how you truly feel. How would the world change?

What if.

You join our Desire Journey. Learn to voice what you want, to act on it, to celebrate it instead of hiding it. To feel alive and bold because you finally own that power you have been keeping small to protect yourself from a rejection that may never come.

It does not need to be big. Just asking for that hand to stay a little longer. Letting your whole body feel that quick connection with the stranger on the train. Flirting openly and freely with that colleague, without even acting on it.

Let that power run free.

What if.....

The Desire Journey begins September 18th.

House of Royal Hearts.
Link in bio.

01/08/2026

She loves him. He loves her. He loves him. She loves her.

None of it cancels the other out. None of it needs your permission. In this room, on any given night, love moves in directions nobody drew a map for, and it moves honestly, with everyone's eyes open.

We don't build the temple around one kind of love pretending to be the only kind. We build it around the truth that desire has never fit into a single shape, no matter how many boxes the world hands us to squeeze into.

Today Amsterdam sails through its canals for exactly this. Twenty-five years since this country said yes first, love as love.

We've been building spaces for that yes ever since we started.

Happy Pride. However you love, however many ways you love, we see you.

31/07/2026

The sun doesn't set, it lingers. It gets under your skin and stays there.

Summer does something to a body. It ripens. Aches to be touched. Wants to move, to be witnessed in its wanting. Underneath the ease of long light and warm air, something wilder is waking up too.

On 14 August we gather inside Sint-Laurentiuskerk to let that wildness out. Ecstatic dance to shake the day off your skin. A guided rise through solo, duo and group, each one climbing from soft to sexual to shameless. Then the temple breaks open into free flow, six corners deep: tarot, massage, kink, playfight, cuddle puddle, sh***ri.

No performance. No apology. Just heat, finding its shape.

This is what midsummer is for. Burning bright before the sun goes down.

A Midsummer Night Temple. Warm nights, shameless hearts.

Ticket link in bio.

21/07/2026

There's a version of you that shows up at work. A version your family knows. A version that only appears with certain people, in certain rooms, when enough safety has been earned.

This isn't an accident. It's how a nervous system protects itself, one layer at a time, only offering more once the ground has proven it can be trusted.

A single temple experience touches something real. But it's never the whole of you. There is always more underneath, waiting for enough safety to be revealed.

This is why we come back. Not because once wasn't enough, but because each return meets a different layer, held by people who already know how to hold what surfaces. Slowly, the body learns it's safe to let more be seen.

You are not one temple's worth of a person. You are many temples deep, alone or with others, single or partnered, it makes no difference. Every part of you still deserves to be met.

How many parts of you are still waiting?