The 9 Service Languages | Intensive Session Wrap Up Thoughts

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On Sunday, I wrapped up my first small group FULL INTENSIVE workshop that spanned 6+ hours over the course of 2 days. Anyone who has sat through my Intro class knows, The 9 Service Languages is a fucking BIG IDEA! When I first launched my class, I naively believed it could be tackled in a typical 90-minute or 2-hour session. I quickly learned that was impossible and that few platforms (cons, orgs, mtgs) had the ability to hold space for me and attendees to get DEEP in the weeds of WIITWD as it relates to Service. I am PROFOUNDLY HONORED that @S-O-C—the Service Oriented Conference—reached out to me earlier this year to be a part of their inaugural Intensive Program. They were the perfect partner with the perfect target audience for an Intensive of The 9 Service Languages of Authority Transfer Relationships/Dynamics. The session allowed me to work with a small group as we got our hands dirty, dissecting where, when, how, and why we do Service and considered ways to adjust, tweak, evol...
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Instincts of a Lioness

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As night creeps in, I can sense the world crawling toward me to rupture the only reality I want to embrace.  Let the fucking world burn.  I have no use for it anymore.  Don't tell a Lioness to be reasonable.  My only reason is instinct.  I know where I belong now.   

My heart races with memories of Him, and I growl softly.  In need?  In lust?  In understanding?  In truth.  This cannot be undone.  All of me is present.  Fully.  Tomorrow is irrelevant.  So are the damn details.  Only now.  This moment. This...beginning.  Matters.  I regret nothing, and I have no time or patience or desire to reassure anyone or anything.  Even myself.  Instinct calls.

I stroked and clawed at His beautiful frame for hours.  I drank in His scent.  I lapped, sucked, and swallowed His taste.  Shivers flutter down my spine as I relive His fierce control and such total consumption that I could barely stand, and the tenderness of my body reminds me in no uncertain terms that my journey has altered irrevocably.  The imprints of His teeth litter my flesh.  His fingerprints unapologetically stain my skin.  I was claimed with a thousand careful, deliberate intentions.  And I instinctively surrendered to every one of them without fucking hesitation.  

As He reached into my mind and body with an understanding that defied possibility, I gave myself to Him completely to take me where ever He wanted to Lead.  The property was His, and He drove a Lioness slowly...steadily...through the dark terrain that was His Will.  With every step, she responded to His Dominance from a bone deep knowing that a Man such as this could be her...  

My instincts rage.

My Lioness roars.  I only want more.  More.  More.  Damn tomorrow and anything that is not Us and This and Now.  He chose.  He claimed.  I am His.  Now let Us hunt and conquer and sate every animalistic need We spark in one another as Our instincts demand.
~DominaKat

P.S. ~deep sigh~ I can breath now that those words are on paper.  No, there is no need to worry about me.  I'm good...fucking fantastic actually lol, but I will unfortunately be at work tomorrow with the rest of you.  

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