Medical Play
As Husband’s stay in the hospital continues, medical play limit keeps hardening. Not up for a big post this week, sorry folks.
Category Archives: Reflection
The Quiet Place
I’ve found the quiet place. Found the calm in the storm. Found focus inside myself while my body is beaten or tied. I am not ignoring those things, rather they help me. They give me a tighter focus, bring me Continue reading The Quiet Place
Gifts We Return
In retail, the Holiday season ends on December 24th, and the Return season begins on December 26th. But that’s not what I mean, I don’t mean things you get that you don’t want. Things you get two or three of Continue reading Gifts We Return
Sexy Numbers
Forty posts and four hundred tags. I like those numbers, nice and round. I couldn’t think of anything to post earlier today because I didn’t want to change those numbers. They looked nice and comforting to me. It’s the end Continue reading Sexy Numbers
Clear and Honest Communication
I’ve posted about Saying No and I’ve posted about how talking helps me out of Sub Drop, but communication is important in other ways, too. Clear, honest communication. It starts with being clear and honest with myself. That may sound Continue reading Clear and Honest Communication
Sub Drop
I am fairly secure in what I do. I enjoy my play. I enjoy my darkness and my light. I have the highest self esteem of my entire life. As noted previously, I enjoy my marks and bruises. The thing Continue reading Sub Drop
Thanks for Everything
It is that time of year, here in this part of the world, to give thanks for, well, everything. Gratitude is an incredible force in my life. I have been given the opportunity to do, be and explore so much Continue reading Thanks for Everything
Why Practice Isn’t Enough
I go to Practice every week, for the crew I’m on. We practice our craft for the weekend shows. We go to reconnect with each other, to talk and play and share together. We go to teach the newer members, Continue reading Why Practice Isn’t Enough
Bruises, Stripes and Kisses
I am a girl. (Shocking, I know.) What I mean is, I was raised in a world where body image is highly valued and hard to come by. Very few girls grow up loving their bodies. Very few women don’t Continue reading Bruises, Stripes and Kisses
Why do you do the things you do? Why do you do these things? ~Aldonza
Late post, sorry, busy busy life. I was asked last night, why do I let him do certain things to me. Aside from the obvious, because I like those things, because I do not always “Like” the particular thing (Dragon’s Continue reading Why do you do the things you do? Why do you do these things? ~Aldonza