This article is a synthesis of the Yoga Anatman session of September 25, 2026, a morning when the veil lifted on one of the most luminous revelations of this new season: what if your body were the controller of the great cosmic video game?
Some mornings, a single image changes everything. ✨ That Thursday, at dawn in Saint-Exempt, one very simple sentence struck consciousness head-on: “my game controller, my interface for playing, is quite simply my physical body”. And suddenly, everything lit up.
Have you ever wondered why life sometimes seems not to hear you? Why your most heartfelt desires remain on hold, like messages that never get read? 🕊️ This morning, the answer arrived with an overwhelming gentleness.
The technical documentation, found at last
Imagine for a moment. You have stepped into a life-size video game, a cosmic MMORPG where millions of other players move alongside you. 🎮 But nobody handed you the manual. Nobody told you how the controller works. So you have groped your way forward for years, maybe decades.
And then this morning, the documentation appears. It had been hidden. It hadn’t even been written yet. Through the elixir of the day, Alexandre Anatman reveals its first pages: “gratitude for finally having the game’s technical documentation”. 🌟
What you are about to read is not a report. It is an invitation to realize, in your very flesh, that you are the creator of your reality — and that it all begins with one sacred gesture: expression. 💫
The morning’s teaching
Some revelations arrive in silence, almost shyly, and yet change everything. This morning’s belongs to that rare lineage. 🌟
Alexandre puts it plainly: “I am in a great video game, life-size, an MMORPG — a multiplayer game, no less.” And in this game, you are an avatar. A person. But above all — and this is where the veil tears open — you have a user interface.
This interface is not a joystick, nor a mouse, nor a virtual reality headset. It is your physical body. 🎮 Your sacred game controller. The one that lets you move, walk, dance, travel through the game — and above all, above all, express yourself.
Expression, the secret language of the coders of reality
Here is the heart of the morning’s elixir. The universe, this cosmic video game, listens to your expression. It is designed for that. It observes your body, your voice, your sacred word, your gestures, your art — and it creates in return.
“The universe has no choice but to listen to you, to observe you; it is designed for that, to try to understand what you want.”
If you don’t express yourself, the universe waits. It can wait for hundreds of years. It tells itself: “She wants to stay all alone, he doesn’t want to do anything, so I’ll be patient.” 💫 Do you grasp the dizzying scope of this realization?
The silent castration
Then, with infinite tenderness, Alexandre names what holds so many of us back: the castration of expression in childhood. 🕊️ Good behavior imposed. Invisibility demanded. Silence made compulsory. And if this wound is not replayed in adolescence through a healthy, saving rebellion, it settles into adulthood as an invisible brake on any creation of reality.
Not expressing yourself means being an extra in your own film. It means being sidelined from the game. It means sending the universe a scrambled, indecipherable message.
TCR 3.0: intention, positioning, expression
Alexandre then shares the new Theory of the Creation of Reality, version 3.0. It unfolds as a sacred cycle:
First, intention. Then positioning. Then expression, which sends the signals to the coders of reality. Next comes the echo — what life sends back to you. Then observation: what is happening? Why? And finally, adjusting the positioning, the expression, sometimes even the intention. 🌿
“If I am extremely clear about who I am, where I’m going, why, what I want and what I don’t want, then the universe has no choice. The universe will offer you what you have vibrated, what you have expressed.”
Concrete and moving examples
Are you a therapist looking for clients? Express yourself. Make videos, write articles, give interviews, show who you are. Do you dream of a sweetheart? Express that desire. Sign up, send messages, meet people. ✨ Silent solitude creates nothing — living expression creates everything.
And what if you vibrate love for life? Life loves you back, and offers you more and more reasons to love it. It is a sacred circle, an ongoing dialogue between you and the universe. 💖
The ultimate question then becomes: “What am I expressing right now? Why is there a gap between what I would like and what I have?” It is precisely in that gap that all the solutions, all the resolutions are found.
Realizations during Yoga Anatman
🎁 This 10-minute excerpt of the session’s realizations (in French) is offered to you by ANATMAN TV.
The session opens in a light that is still hesitant. Alexandre switches on, adjusts, smiles. “Millions of details”, he murmurs. And already the practice begins: not with a posture, but with a mantra of surrender. 🙏
“I surrender to my inner yogi, to my inner masseur, I surrender.”
The feet find the ground. The hands massage the cheeks, the jaw. The face wakes up, sensation by sensation. 🌱 Then the arms rise, rise, rise — and the whole body contracts up onto tiptoe. Calves, buttocks, thighs, shoulders: everything gathers into a vibrant verticality.
Alexandre then reminds us of something essential: “I am telling the coders of reality, telling life, that I am alive, and that I am getting ready to spend a magnificent day filled with love, ecstasy and joy.” ✨ This contraction is not a mere muscular exercise. It is a signal sent to the universe.
Then comes the blindfold. Inwardness opens up. A first deep OM vibrates in the feet. The thumbs hook together behind the back, the spine stretches backward, then bends toward the floor. The torso folds onto the thighs. “I can feel yesterday’s squat right there”, Alexandre breathes with a soft laugh. 💫
The inner masseur at work
Statue of Liberty on the right, Statue of Liberty on the left. The free hand comes to massage the nape, the cervical vertebrae, the neck, the back of the head. And there — let the tears come. 🕊️ Alexandre insists: “I welcome all my emotions, I welcome.” The inner masseur goes to work. Tensions dissolve.
“It’s this letting go — the programs let go. And that’s what allows it to cry, to release, to relax, to clear the tensions.”
Wide circles are drawn with the chin. The neck stretches, the lower back too. Millimeter by millimeter. The breath comes in through the nose and out through the mouth. Then arms outstretched in a cross, a horizontal push, a vertical push — “I am vertical and horizontal, with the heart at the center”. 💖
Then comes the posture of surrender, arms back, head tipped back. And the mantras unfold:
“To life, I love you. To the video game that is life, I love you. Gratitude for playing.”
The hula hoop and the frog
The pelvis begins to turn. Wide circles, one way, then the other. The legs become roots. 🌿 Then the crouching frog, back straight, head straight — “a little frog, a tree frog if you know it”. Breath of fire through the nose, short and rhythmic. Optional: push-ups, or staying seated.
When the body returns to sitting, a wave of euphoria rises. The individual sound is set free — each person creates their own, a symbol of singular expression. It is no longer a collective OM: it is your voice, your timbre, your unique vibration.
The elixir of sacred expression
And here is the beating heart of the session. 🌟 The chai ceremony begins. Alexandre shares the morning’s revelation, and his voice grows more intimate:
“This morning, the realization that to play this video game, I created an interface that could also be called the user interface. It’s this physical body, this physical body that can move, walk, travel through the video game, dance, and above all express.”
Tears flow. 💞 Because behind this revelation lies an old wound: the castration of expression. The little boy who was made to keep quiet. The little girl who was meant to be invisible. The teenager who was prevented from rebelling. The adult who was formatted into silence.
Alexandre names it with infinite tenderness: “It is this castration of expression that ultimately castrates the person and the person’s life.” Then the mantra bursts forth, liberating:
“In love, I release the programs, memories, mechanisms, conditionings, implants, parasites, entities, invisible forces — everything that keeps me from expressing myself, from speaking, from using my sacred word to command matter.”
Then another mantra, so simple, so powerful: “I am practicing expressing myself, I am practicing.” And a third: “I allow myself to express myself, I allow myself.” 🌅
The plank and the meridian stretch
Back to the mat. The plank settles in, brief but intense. The pelvis rises, the glutes strengthen, the abs engage. Breath of fire. Then the buttocks return to the floor, the spine stretches forward, the hands catch hold of the feet. “I pull, I pull, I pull” — the backs of the legs sing.
Now on the back. The strap appears. The right leg rises perpendicular, the lower back pressed to the floor, the neck relaxed. It is the forearms that gently pull. And there, a sacred warmth appears in the lower back, like an invisible caress. 🤍
“There’s a kind of warmth right there, a softness in the lower back. Ah, gratitude, I love you, I love you.”
The left leg takes over. Then both knees come up toward the chest — and without anyone quite knowing why, laughter bursts out. 💫 The cosmic clown is in the room. Alexandre is surprised: “And yet there’s no stretch, I don’t really know why yet, but if it laughs, it laughs.”
The five toes and the meridians
Next comes a ritual of almost surgical precision: each toe is stretched, massaged, mobilized. The little toe first, then the second, third, fourth, fifth. Each time, an acupuncture meridian awakens. Sometimes the body jolts, often it laughs. 🦋
The grand finale: legs in the air, four toes stretched together, then the V for victory. “The yogi has arrived.” And the whole body vibrates with an inexplicable joy.
Conscious walking in reverse
Standing now. A few turns on the spot, like a light-footed dervish. Then the intention settles: to walk. Blindfolded at first. The body moves forward. Then — surprise — the body moves backward. Walking in reverse begins, and with it, a neurological revolution. 🌱
Alexandre shares that for the past two weeks, the body has preferred walking backward. Why? Because it is new. Because it creates an unknown delight. Because it reprograms the brain: I can learn anything, I can change anything, I can transform my life.
“I can change my bodily expression, everything that I am. So I can transform my life — so it’s possible.”
The eyes open, but it is still the feet that lead. Sight becomes a mere observation system. The body walks on its own. ✨ And hidden in this very simple experience is an immense revelation: you came to play in this video game, and you can use the controller in every direction.
My game controller, my interface for playing, is quite simply my physical body.
The universe will offer you what you have vibrated, what you have expressed.
It is this castration of expression that ultimately castrates the person and the person’s life.
Themes: expression · cosmic video game · creation of reality · surrender · sacred body · conscious walking · tcr 3.0 · sacred word
This article was originally written in French: Yoga Anatman : Le joystick sacré du grand jeu vidéo
