Thoughts on Submission
"It is steady, flows evenly and like a waterfall
its source is often a mystery..."
Submission... the word alone conjures up it's very definition. It defies imagination and instills a warmth within, a warmth in which too few find comfort. Submission, a warmth prepared to embrace ~ A solace waiting... Submission.
Perhaps in order to find understanding of submission we must first explore what it is not. Submission is not a weakness, not a character flaw. Submission is not involuntary servitude, nor is it a representation of a stature or place in society. Submission is not about being a doormat, nor about being a lesser person. Submission is none of these things.
My understanding, the way I perceive submission, is based on painstaking research, both within Myself, and through many conversations with My lovely sarah as well as others who have voluntarily chosen this way of living. It is based on an active real time lifestyle and resides upon a foundation of devotion, pure honesty,
and love. It is based on living a long life, and having had the opportunity to taste life's various flavors which have been offered to Me. It is based on My decisions regarding what works for sarah and I, and how our embrace of D/s impacts Me personally across all quadrants of My being.
I have come to believe that submission is an emotion, an inner feeling, a hunger satiated only by Dominance offered in love and commitment
Many call submission a gift in the context that submission is given to one who is deserving of it's receipt. Indeed, submission is a gift. The gift of submission is a gift of one's self, the inner essence of being, a complete and uncompromised emotional release flowing from the original possessor to the committed recipient. An emotion. A release. An offering. A tithing of pleasure passed from the living soul of one to the heart of another. Submission is warm, submission is soft, submission has no mass, has no weight and cannot be quantified, it can only be felt... just like an emotion.
Submission is like a waterfall. It is steady, flows evenly and like a waterfall its source is often a mystery much maligned by society and misinterpreted by many.
Submission is metaphoric. It is the light in darkness, the whisper of a snowflake on your shoulder, the graceful way of flowers in the wind, the scent of autumn amidst the towering trees in a pine forest. Submission creeps up and wraps itself around you. It has a life of its own... just like an emotion.
Every Dominant's view of submission varies. These thoughts expressed in brief here are My own and only some of them at that. I am a loving, quiet Dominant. I think. I am learning what it means to learn, I am loving what it means to love and I move quietly here trying to disturb nothing, leaving that which I do touch a better place. This is My wish at least. My offering of thanks for this gift I have received and cherish.
Submission ... without it in My life, I am nothing ... with it, I am everything.
Always in Dominance and Forever with Love
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