Reverence of The Marks & Symbols of Ownership

I spoke of Faith. Now…I’ll kneel to Reverence. Our first date. I stood calmly in His bedroom. Still. Waiting. A lioness’ instinctive understanding short-circuited my usual primal sexual aggression. I knew this man before I knew Him. Though desire and need raged through my veins, my lioness lowered her head in acquiescence to a Power she had known before time began and been searching for this entire lifetime. I waited. Utterly defenseless. To see how He would move. To see what He would want of me. To see which direction He would Lead us. He shifted behind me in the dim light. His first touch. A bold unmistakable Claim. With a deliberate slowness that seemed to last eternity, His fingers dug into my biceps as His teeth sank into my tender flesh where neck meets shoulder. My body gave into His strength. My mind let go of logic. My heart and soul gratefully surrendered to His Demand. I will always feel the echoes of the Marks He gave me in that moment. That was only the beginning. With ...

In the Deep

3am writing...forgive any needed edits.  The call outweighed basic protocols.  

"Transformation is not accomplished by tentatively wading at the edge." ~Robin Wall Kimmerer, Braiding Sweetgrass

That quote slammed into me and nearly brought me to tears with its validation 36 hours ago.  I couldn't read another word.  I slipped the marker in the crease of the pages, gently placed the book on the worn formica tabletop with trembling fingers, and leaned back against the booth's vinyl.  Epiphanies at ancient NYC diners are a long standing city tradition that I haven't been blessed with nearly enough.  

I sucked down some water, sighed in silence, and let a very familiar truth sink back into my bones.  

Discomfort is a natural and normal part of the transformation process.  For someone used to pushing herself forward into the unknown in search of growth and evolution without much a fuckin safety net, I don't know how I'd forgotten about the danger and risk that comes with exploring new paths on my journey.  

I also can't help but laugh at myself.  

There was MAsT Metro NY meeting focused on vulnerability last year (Maybe the year before? Fuck...the blur of the pandemic!) where I openly expressed confusion...maybe more a complete loss of understanding at where vulnerability existed in a Lifestyle where so many of us own our kinky, dirty, radical sexy shit and deal it out matter-of-factly in the form of negotiations, lifestyle discussions, and even educational sessions.  

Well...now I have my fuckin' answer.  Vulnerability happens when you venture beyond your status quo.  Vulnerability happens when your heart not just your mind cares what happens next.  Vulnerability happens when there is something personal at stake.  Vulnerability happens when someone who matters stands witness to you discovering a truth you'd never found.  Vulnerability happens when control no longer sits firmly in your own hands.  Vulnerability happens when you lean in and blindly give yourself over to the current of The Universe.

~sigh~ Finding understanding and fiercely facing reality always settles me even when I'm embracing discomfort, risk, and...vulnerability.

I set out months ago after the magic and lessons of SPLF to refocus on and re-engage my heart and body with the world again.  My mind and spirit had made leaps of growth, but I'd left the rest of me behind, and the imbalance had been fucking with me on a fundamental level. 

Apparently, The Universe is investing heavily in me making up for lost time.  I love and surrender to Her freely and am deeply grateful for the opportunities she puts in my path, but damn Her sadism is not lost on me.  lol

Be brave and fierce, 
~DominaKat

Note | Deep thanks to @MsJayIron for sharing/promoting *Braiding Sweetgrass* to the community.  This hasn't been the only time I've needed time to absorb the beautiful remembering of her words.

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