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Ignorance = Freedom
On Sunday, September 5th, 2010, I got hit in the face with an epiphany about my journey in Leather, in slavery, that shifted my paradigm, re-routed a stifling blockage of self-pity, and enabled me to take back a part of me that felt broken and damaged. It was a massive reset. I was…
Read MoreDear Mrs. The Dominant Guy…
…yeah I know. This sock puppet thing is hilarious. Anyway, silly pseudo identities aside? Thank you. I can’t say that I ever thought I’d be riding the particular train of thought that I’ve been running today, but I realized that I was feeling a particularly profound gratitude that hit me rather unexpectedly.…
Read More…monoflexible?
Someone asked me yesterday if I still identify as monogamous. Well, yes. And to me this is obvious. However, I can see why it might look like a gray area. I’m involved with someone who is poly. So does that make me poly, too? By being in a non-monogamous relationship configuration, aren’t I giving up my identity…
Read MoreTell me why.
I’ve started to actually dig it when I hit on a communication block with TheDominantGuy. Not that I enjoy wrangling per se: I do not. But in the past 11 months or so in getting to know TDG, what has been consistent is the erosion of my defensiveness around communication blocks and his capacity to keep…
Read MoreFear factors.
So often I hear submissive / slave types say “I know my (dominant/owner/master / mistress) would never reallyharm me, and that is why I trust them.” and it made sense. It made sense but somewhere there was a loose thread in that thought that my mind picked and worried for years. Of course we need to feel completely…
Read More7 Random Tips for D-Types
Yeah so I’m making some broad sweeping off-the-cuff generalizations about some recommendations I have for dominant types. Take it or leave it. But if you leave it? You suck. So there. Nyah. Feel free to add your own off-the-cuff recommendations in the comments! Insist on having us tell you what is really going…
Read Moregod & Monster.
She’s big tonight. Big and persistent and not backing down and I have far, far too much on my plate and mind and heart to coddle the demon. She trots back and forth in agitation. Barking an incessant litany of failures…the shit I ain’t done, ain’t never gonna do, the projects over which I’ve been…
Read MoreAbout my submission, I can say this:
…I don’t always get it. Today I came face-to-face face-first with my Dark, dragged by the scruff of my neck, grasped tightly in the teeth of my own personal demon, who was tired of my whining. Well, Bubbles calls it whining. I’ll call it feeling a bit depressed. Or as I like to put it,…
Read MoreEpiphany. [Courtesy the Sunday Times]
After being shoved into a Very, Very. Bad. Place emotionally following a conversation sparked by the death of Amy Winehouse, I’ve been floundering on some core issues. I had to wince to see so many people’s callous opinions, and to hear people opine that addicts just made “bad choices: ” that we chose to let ourselves…
Read More“Piss” ~ a short film.
There are all sorts of approaches to kinky sexytime, and negotiating them can be friggin’ awkward, even for those of us who do this shit professionally. I am delighted to share this funny short film. Not only is it sweet, sensitive, clever and hilarious, it would be a great way to broach the topic of kinky sex to someone…
Read MoreNothing to see here…
I’ve been here & in service & writing & working for a little over a week now. I haven’t had much in the way of time for personal writing. More to the point, I am in the midst of this crazy-ass root-level emotional liquefaction that has left me gasping a bit for…
Read MoreWhere she at?
If you are late to the game, you may have missed my recent lifestyle shift! I’m a wandering troubadour at present, singing my songs of perversion all over the place. SO here are a few places where you will be able to find me in the next month and a half, and see what I’m…
Read MoreTo safeword.
This is. Huh. It is Rambly noodlings about a scene I did with Graydancer at the Dark Odyssey Fusion camp. You can hear his side of the story (and it is pretty frikin’ cool, to be honest) on the Ropecast. It starts at the half hour point. Showing off, connection and playing to safeword. I…
Read MoreRandom flashback. WAY back.
SO I was on FaceBook after thumbs-upping a good article with suggestions for how to come out to non-kinky folks (I personally eschew the term “vanilla” because I feel too many perverts use it as a smeary smarmy superior pejorative) about being a pervert. And I quipped that my coming-out process usually involved my saying “Um. Have you googled me? Go…
Read More“…to be brave.”
I’m writing words none of you will read. I’m phrasing an inner monologue I don’t want anyone to hear. I’m voicing fears I do not want to face and, in bad moments? Resent having to share at all. I’m editing a document that is supposed to facilitate one of the more critical…
Read MoreTiny Dangerous Fun!
Late Notice but if you’re in The City (and yes, there can be only one) tomorrow night, wander on over to Brooklyn and join me as I talk about perverted shit. I know, but really, you can’t get enough. Admit it. Tiny Dangerous Fun happens at the Sycamore Bar in Brooklyn. Shaddup Manhattanites and…
Read MoreThe Answer.
“We are the ones who will hear,” said Phouchg, “the answer to the great question of Life….!” “The Universe…!” said Loonquawl. “And Everything…!” “Shhh,” said Loonquawl with a slight gesture. “I think Deep Thought is preparing to speak!” There was a moment’s expectant pause while panels slowly came to life on the front of the…
Read MoreLeft unsaid.
I have had a fucking crazy past month or so. And despite my usual puking all over the place about pretty much everything that happens, I’ve been oddly reluctant to post. There are several reasons for this. First and foremost? I was reluctant to talk about some situations while I was still embroiled in…
Read MoreDefiance.
Is it a sense of security, of home, or money? A job, a career even, a lucrative one? A cozy place to live, a comfortable relationship? What keeps you were you are? What’s your personal “Magic Feather…†the thing(s) without which you KNOW certainly wouldn’t be able to fly? Anchoring and groundedness are…
Read MoreMollena’s Big Adventure v6.9
Yep, after 15 years in the Bay Area I’m going nomad. My travel schedule and general wanderlust have factored into my giving up my flat. Don’t fret though: I’ll be living in SF for my artistic endeavours come fall, and again this spring! But for now, it is best I tuck away my material goods…
Read MoreSalt.
I wrote about you again, btw I know. I see! Do you now? Well, yes, and this is me trying not to do the sad puppy eager for approval thing. I feel pathetic enough as it is There is no reason to feel ashamed of desiring positive acknowledgement from me. I was going to comment earlier but…
Read MoreThe trust game.
“I know you have many things to focus on, and that is allright. But I do not want you to lose focus on what we are working on.†“Sometimes…most of the time, I guess, I’m OK. But. That whole ‘Don’t make someone a priority when you are just an option’ thing is gnawing at…
Read MoreA death in the Leather Family.
The San Francisco Eagle Tavern’s been around for 30 years. And it seems tonight was its last night. Why? Standard SF bullshit. Â Gentrification. More bars-restaurants-condos-coffee-shops and pricey boutiques, fewer queer-kinky- funky-arty affordable places to be. I find this trend kind of depressing. SF is a cool and wonderful city but I feel that moments such…
Read MoreI see what you did there.
I hate it when someone says “We have to talk.†It doesn’t matter what comes after that. My hamsterbrain jumps right onto that Wheel of Misfortune and starts furiously scrambling. This is a reflex I have had for as long as I can remember. And it doesn’t fucking matter who says it or what…
Read More“La Historia de un Amor”
Every once in a while something really gets into my head accidentally. A song may trigger a really profound reaction. And I script entire visual symphonies to go along with the music. Sometimes  they are very abstract, sometimes they are novels of Chekhovian scope that unfurl in the handful of minutes it takes to listen…
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