Faith Arisen

“…She is MINE.” I stood stunned. THAT moment—the force of His words, His tone, His expression, His unapologetic lack of deference to polite societal vanilla norms—is forever branded on my soul. I’d never heard Him say those words to anyone. I’ve never heard anyone say those words. Not about me. Even when someone spoke those words about another, it never sounded like THAT. His fierce, unwavering conviction and open Claim of me was absolute. An irrevocable Law that anyone in His orbit must understand, accept, and Honor. For months, His stoic logic and reason have been moving some of the most fundamental tectonic plates of me. These words weren’t analytical. These words didn’t speak to my mind. They bypassed the analytical and struck the fault lines of my soul.  They called to my lioness. In that moment, she heard and saw the Primal Man roar His inherent Dominance and Authority over me, and His primal Claim set off a seismic shift that began with her instinctive and visceral surr...

Reflection & a New Path

SPLF 23 represented a abrupt shift in my journey.  I wasn't prepared to be seen, to be acknowledged in the sea of humanity, to be wrapped in tight hugs. let alone be fiercely protected and held firmly side-by-side.  I was both deeply humbled and profoundly honored.  Many times.

Those five days in Dallas moved me and pushed me on another new path of transformation.

After years of pandemic coping that focused only on areas in my life I could evolve, I remembered I had a heart.

And...After years of watching how individuals moved/did not move, stood/did not stand, built/attempted to destroy, were 100% authentic/fakers of funk, driven by idealistic goals/greedy self-promotion, I realized I needed fucking space to breathe.

Since the Spring, I've been reevaluating how I move, what I give, when I should engage, where I need to be, and who I directly or indirectly offer my co-signature.  I've taken many healthy steps to create a more positive environment for myself and connected in long conversations with those I trust most to determine my best way forward.

On the unanimous advice from my personal Board of Directors and my wholehearted agreement:  As a part of my Service Whore Recovery process, Alfred is officially on sabbatical until Fall 2024 with the following exceptions: 

  1. Teaching classes/participating on panels for topics that personally resonate deeply.
  2. Personal negotiated service to those in my inner circle who have proven their willingness to co-invest in my well-being and demonstrated an instinct to protect me when needed.
It's long past time I focused solely on who and what also fills my cup.  Meaningful intentional reciprocity is a clear signal of being valued and respected.  I gave too much and didn't always get much in return.  Now I need to rebuild and fiercely protect my energy.  I don't have shit to prove to any fucking one.
~DominaKat

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