Last week’s post marked one year exactly, of this blog being published. It also was the first post directly posted here. A lot has happened in a year, and I am working on pulling all my blog entries, journal entries, Continue reading One Year Ago
I posted my limits list some time back. Recently, however, I asked him to take me into the darkness. Deep into it, past simple submission and into places where limits only get in the way. I had face slapping as Continue reading No Limits
Some months ago, I wanted to cry and I was ashamed of that desire. Not just cry, I wanted to be Made to cry. I wanted to be pushed so hard that tears came bursting forth in and uncontrollable fury. Continue reading It’s a Crying Shame
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
Electric feels like tiny prickles running all over the skin. It feels like a deep massage. It feels like sharp zaps. It feels like energy shared between two people. Fire feels like a flash of fear. It feels like a Continue reading What does it feel like?
Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens… A kitten without whiskers would be pretty creepy. But what are my favorite things? Rope wound around the body. Knots tied just out of reach. Fifteen foot high suspension points. Heavy canvas Continue reading My Favorite Things
Control. I look for control in my life, control of my life. In the day to day, there are lots of things out of my control. There are also things I am trying to take more control over: my career, Continue reading Control