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I am not collared or owned at this time.
I am blessed to have been a Muse to some, a submissive play partner to a few, a fortunate slave to only one Master and a loving wife to a wonderful man.

I am a mature woman and a sensual, submissive, Scorpio who has actively participated in the local NJ/PA BDSM scene for about 10 years. I've enjoyed various types of play including public play which I like quite a bit. My preference is for various forms of impact play such as paddling, caning, cropping, qwirts, flogging, single tails and of course spanking.

Throughout my journey in the BDSM lifestyle, I've experienced violet wands, sybians, cupping, needle play, knife play & breath play. I suffer to please my partner not because I would consider myself a masochist in the true sense of the word.

I've always cherished a Dominant male who is intelligent, honest, experienced, socially savvy, healthy emotionally and physically. It was always my preference to be with a gentleman who enjoyed the same level of BDSM that I did but also enjoyed to expand and test my limits when possible. I can't stress gentleman enough. There is a huge difference between a Dominant and one who is merely a domineering ass.

I've always yearned for someone who is committed to enjoying one submissive in his life as I'm not one for a poly lifestyle. Although in a sense I am polyamourous having the room in my heart to love my husband of many years and still having room in my heart for another I'd call Master. I have a hard time with jealousy and that's a weakness I have to control.

Age has never been a huge issue but a matter of common sense. If we were closer in age we'd have more in common. I would hope that if I were ever to enter into another D/s relationship, we'd be able to enjoy more together then just BDSM.

I've always sought a companion as well as a Dom. I know I'm not unique and that many couples after having been together years, find themselves one day asking, who is this person and what do we have in common any longer? I choose to be truthful regarding my marital status as he is aware of my proclivities & although our relationship is complicated , I have his permission to participate in this lifestyle.

I am a practitioner of Magick and have been an eclectic witch for close to 40 years. I feel that D/s has a strong spiritual element and that a connection on that level can enhance any relationship. I am especially drawn to the Wiccan Tradition, The Golden Dawn & Sexual Magick.

I love the Art of the Pre-Raphaelites, Monet and Wyeth to name a few. I have a passion for the poetry of Pablo Neruda, Poe, Byron & Coleridge. I have a very eclectic taste in music for example I love classical music, Godsmack, Nine Inch Nails, Lorreena McKennitt, Enya, Muse, Steeley Dan, The Doors, Sting, ABBA, Dead Can Dance, Tangerine Dream Enigma and lots of other old stuff, some which is great scene music. I abhor country music & rap.

I have attended at various times The Social Munch in Philadelphia, Toms River Munch, The Hitching Post, The NJ Subs and Slaves munch, KFE munch and NJ Kink munch. I was an attendee as well as the former moderator for the NJ Substation Munch and Munch And Meet groups.

Former member of The Tannery , The Darkside and The Warehouse .

In darkness my heart was won.

NightSoftWhisper
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8/17/2010 2:26:04 PM
08~17~10
Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none....

W. Shakespeare
8/16/2010 5:03:23 PM
Please join us,
Hobbit Hollow Crafts
at the following Shows:
 
09/11/10
The Flying W Airport Resort
2010 Annual Car Show
60 Fostertown Road
Medford, NJ
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09/18/10-09/19/10
Indian Acres Tree Farm
Septemberfest and Craft Show
111 Tuckerton Road
Medford, NJ
 
More shows to come.
7/2/2010 3:09:54 PM
07~02~10
 
A bit more about me before you write and tell me you're interested. I'm short, plump and very imperfect. I've had gastric bypass and lost a lot of weight but not enough to be considered "thin". Although having a highly active libido, I do not equate promiscuity with submissiveness. I adore men and want nothing but to have a Master to cherish, serve and love. When I give myself I do so 100%. Submissiveness isn't a mask I can take off and on to suit the occasion. It's who I am.
 
Since having been diagnosed with Fibromyalgia more than a year ago and stopping my work career, it's become difficult for me to be as spontaneous as I might like or do some physical activities. I'd prefer you think of me as a pampered pet who wants nothing more than to rub against you and bring you pleasure like a delicate kitten. If you're looking for a domestic slave it's not me. If you want to go camp in some isolated woodland, sorry but roughing it for me is the Hilton.
 
I like to be honest so there's no misunderstanding and you don't waste your time or find it to be necessary to pull a vanishing act suddenly. Sex for me is sacred. I'm a wonderful partner and enjoy it beyond belief. I practice Sexual Magick as well as Tantric sex. Your pleasure always means more than mine. I do not cyber nor will I have phone sex to prove something to you. Nothing compares to the real thing.
 
If after reading this you decide your not up to an experienced, loving, sexy but imperfect woman. I'll not have any hard feelings. It probably wasn't meant to be anyway.
 
In darkness my heart was won,
NightSoftWhisper (@)}--}--
6/27/2010 1:50:56 PM
06~27~10

Absence
 
I have scarcely left you
when you go in me, crystalline, or trembling,
or uneasy, wounded by me
or overwhelmed with love,
as when your eyes
close upon the gift of life
that without cease I give you.
 
 
My love,
we have found each other thirsty
and we have drunk up
all the water and blood,
we found each other
as fire bites,
leaving wounds in us.
 
But wait for me,
keep for me your sweetness.
I will give you too
a rose.
 
Pablo Neruda
 
6/25/2010 8:34:06 PM
 ^06~26~10
06~26~10
 
"Life is a bitch when you fuck with a witch!"
6/24/2010 2:55:29 PM
06~24~10
 
I've been asked over and over if I have one thing about a Dominant male  
that turns me on completely.
 
I have a few. One he must be intelligent and socially savvy.
Sorry Nascar guys but that's not me. I think the Hilton is roughing it.
 
My biggest turn on is tall men. The taller the better.
Preferably 6' and above.
 
Maybe to some that's silly but for me it's
so erotic to have to look up to a tall man
feeling small and submissive in all ways.
 
Night
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6/22/2010 2:44:33 PM

06~22~10
If you forget me

I want you to know one thing
You know how this is:
if I look
at the crystal moon, at the red branch
of the slow autumn at my window,
if I touch
near the fire 
the impalpable ash
or the wrinkled body of the log,
everything carries me to you,
as if everything that exists,
aromas, light, metals,

were little boats
that sail
toward those isles of yours that wait for me.

Well, now,
if little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you little by little.

If suddenly
you forget me
do not look for me,
for I shall already have forgotten you.

If you think it long and mad,
the wind of banners
that passes through my life,
and you decide
to leave me at the shore
of the heart where I have roots,
remember
that on that day,
at that hour,
I shall lift my arms
and my roots will set off
to seek another land.

But
if each day,
each hour,
you feel that you are destined for me
with implacable sweetness,
if each day a flower
climbs up to your lips to seek me,
ah my love, ah my own,
in me all that fire is repeated,
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
my love feeds on your love, beloved,
and as long as you live it will be in your arms
without leaving mine.

Pablo Neruda

6/16/2010 10:48:33 PM
 Summer Solstice June 21, 2010
 
Happy Summer Solstice or Litha
 
It is the longest day and shortest night of the year. From the moment of Summer Solstice, the Sun immediately begins to wane. The journey into the harvest season has begun.

Midsummer has been one of the important solar events throughout the evolution of humankind. It was an indicator that the year was about to begin waning, thus winter would be again returning. Although not all the ancients were as precise in the calculations from an astronomical point, you can be sure that they were keenly aware of the sun's progression, and did most assuredly know when Solstice was upon them, as the sun appeared to stand still in its northern progression.


The ancients knew that life came from the sun, it was life giving, life supporting, without it life would be lost. The journey of the sun impacted life at every level in the course of time, only relatively recently with the advances of electricity, greenhouses, transportation networks, has human reliance on the passage of the sun been lessened. Even with this dependence lessening, in this technological age, necessity of the sun and its path is crucial to our existence, however it is not as apparent today to many.

Midsummer celebrations begin with Midsummer eve, as the Celts and many ancient groups, reckoned the beginning of day to occur at dream-time or nightfall. Through the progression of Christianity Midsummer's Eve became Saint John's Eve, but the roots of which are and were firmly planted in their Pagan origins.

Midsummer Eve is the evening of herbs. The herbs and flowers gathered this night are considered exceptionally potent. St John's wort, burdock, thorn, and nettle , harvested on Midsummer Eve are hung on doors and windows and placed around the home for protection. Houses are decorated with fennel, orpine (also know as Sedum; live forever; stone crop), St. John's Wort and birch branches. Royal Fern (Raithneach na Ri) seeds which are gathered on midsummer are said to make the possessor invisible. They who find Royal Fern blossoms on Midsummer's eve become wise, lucky, wealthy and and all around happy folk. Women wear braided circlets of clover and flowers, while men wear chaplets of oak leaves and flowers around their heads. In times past livestock were also decorated with garlands made of flowers, foliage, and oak leaves.

It is at Midsummer that the Holly King, God of the Waning Year, has encountered the Oak King and succeeded in usurping the reign of the year. In Celtic Mythology the Young God withdraws into the Wheel of the Stars and it is here he waits and learn before his rebirth at Winter Solstice. It is the time when Belenus, Belenos - the Sun god, begins to die, fir-branches; Balefires; were kindled to light his downward path, he will return again at the Winter Solstice, when the Yule logs and lit fir-braches will guide His return. A few of other deities associated with Midsummer include: Lugh, Lleu, Lugos, Aine.

Fire is an important aspect to Midsummer celebrations. The balefires, bonfires on hilltops, at crossroads, or any place where folks could gather reaches far back through the progression of time. The fire of Midsummer is traditionally kindled from the friction of two sacred woods, fir and oak. Nine different types of herbs are thrown upon the Midsummer fire. These consist of mistletoe, vervain, St. John's Wort, heartsease, lavender, and a choice of four others chosen from herbs typical of this season such as yarrow. Folks would feast, dance and jump the fire for luck and fertility. The herds were driven through the embers in days long ago to purge disease and illness from them. When the fires had burned down, folks would carry ashes back to their homes to sprinkle on fields, the four corners, and lay embers on the hearth. Ashes bring powers of protection, health and luck.

Water is the other important aspect of Midsummer. In times past folks swam in waters that flowed towards the rising sun as it climbed in Midsummer morning sky. Bathing in springs and rivers on Midsummer brings healing, cleansing and protection. The dew of Midsummer is said to bestow health to whomever drinks of it. Especially powerful is fetching running water of Midsummer morn and mixing it with ashes from the bonfire, sprinkling it around the house, yard and on oneself bestows protection and luck.

Midsummer is the time of sweet strawberries, blueberries, cherries, blackberries and more. New potatoes, lettuce, peas, carrots, radishes and onions are ready for picking. Tarragon, chamomile, sweet woodruff, St. John's wort, hyssop, lovage, mint and other herbs are fresh and delightfully robust. Bee balm, phylox, oxeye daisies, roses, lily of the valley, calendulas, St John's wort, marigolds and others are in bloom, it is a time of olfactory abundance. Foods and decorations center around what nature has bestowed, rich, colorful and flavorful - mint iced teas, dandelion salads, strawberry shortcakes, geranium leaf sorbet, berry pies, daisy chains, lavender wreaths, rosemary garlands. The pure enjoyment that only summer fresh foods, sweet summer flowers and joyful company that only midsummer can bestow.

Midsummer is the time when everything is abundant and flourishing. Flowers smell their sweetest, colors are their most vibrant, trees are their greenest, berries are their sweetest, and faeries are their most playful, it is the time that nature's lavishness has reached a pinnacle point. It is said that during a full moon on Midsummer Eve a mortal may witness fairy dances and celebrations. Be sure to leave an offering for the fey on Midsummer eve, so they may think fondly of you and yours.

The passion at Midsummer has escalated from the playfulness of Beltane to a more fervent intensity. Couples who handfasted the year before at Beltane, tend to marry in a more formal handfasting at Midsummer or Lughnasadh. Divination on matters of love are especially powerful Midsummer's eve. In Scandinavian countries, the night before Midsummer, every young girl places a bunch of flowers tied with nine pieces of grass or nine flowers under her pillow, upon which she will sleep and dream of her future husband. In Ireland the young lasses place yarrow under her pillow to dream of her mate.

The moon of Midsummer have a few names one being the Honey Moon, as this is a time when the hives are been rich in honey, which gathered and fermented into a drink known as mead, customarily, drunk at wedding parties. Mead is rumored to be an aphrodisiac; thus we can observe the roots of modern day marriage practices and "honeymoons", in their Pagan soil.

This being the season of passion, will, strength and surprisingly that of soothing love - Midsummer is the perfect time to understand the dynamic aspects of passion, will, strength and the need of the corresponding gentle aspects that love can bestow. The Sun and fire, akin to the Spirit upon which we ride, is coupled with, the Soul, the softening Lunar and water influence. Spirit without Soul is ego in a frenzy whereas Soul without Spirit languishes, there needs to be a proper balance between Fire and Water; Sun and Moon; Spirit and Soul. For it is only through understanding these dynamics, acknowledging our deep pounding passions, our intense sense of will, and the strength united with the gentility of love that is bestow upon us can we utilize them correctly. Giving us a sense of purpose, a direction, a heartfelt and determined course upon which we can set sail. For these passions, will take us to heights unseen, will fuel our creativity, and bring us into realms unrealized in the mundane mind and life.

It is through this season that we can see the beauty of life, the intensity of being, the rapture of passion, the exhilaration of awareness, possibilities of creation and the surprising tenderness of love. For it is passion and love that have driven humankind to realize some of its greatest treasures and its most extreme violations. It is only through awareness and conscious action that passion can bring us to the zenith of existence. This is the time to experience our passions and the force within, to be conscious of how we use them and the gifts they can bring and experience our own true power.
Have a blessed solstice and a happy Summer.
 
NightSoftWhisper
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6/8/2010 8:09:48 PM
06~08~10
Although I am always flattered by those who write from other states,
I'm simply unable to relocate, I don't believe in online D/s relationships
because they are totally delusional in my eyes.
What I need is a Master/Dom who wants me and only me RT.
 
I don't need another pen pal because I don't want to form feelings
for someone I'll never meet or be with.
 
Please don't write if you have
no intention of making your
words a reality. 
 
In darkness my heart was won,
NightSoftWhisper
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6/8/2010 8:57:51 AM
06~08~10
I just don't understand why Dominants post fake photos, blurred photos, 
pics listed off the internet, professional BDSM models, etc.
 
What's the point unless you are just an
online player who never intends to meet.
 
In darkness my heart was won,
 
NightSoftWhisper
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6/6/2010 4:01:43 PM
Last night I was able to attend a wonderful munch held by very dear friends, WiseProtector and Mrs. Wise. It's held monthly & I highly recommend it to anyone interested in a low key , friendly meeting with a BDSM flare.

The next much will be held;
BDSM SEPA MUNCH
Date:           Saturday, July, 03, 2010
Time:           7:00 PM to 9:00 PM
Where:        Michael's Cafe and Restaurant (Nightclub)
Address:     3640 Street Road, Bensalem, PA 19020 (Same parking lot as Quality Inn)
Cost:            No cover, just buy your own drinks & food.
Dresscode:  No fetish wear. Dress code enforced.

Here's the dress code posted at Michael's:

No sneakers or sneaker like shoes. No work boots or Timberlands.

No ripped, torn, baggy jeans or pants.

No rubber flip flops ,No oversized shirts. No shirts with lettering.

No sports wear.No baseball caps.No sunglasses.

6/1/2010 10:35:49 PM
06~02~10

And will thou leave me thus?
Say nay, say nay, for shame.
To save thee from the blame;
Of all my grief and grame;
And wilt thou leave me thus?
Say nay, say nay!
 
And wilt thou leave me thus,
That hath loved thee so long
In wealth and woe among?
And is thy heart so strong
As for to leave me thus?
Say nay, say nay!
 
And wilt thou leave me thus,
That hath given thee my heart
Never for to depart,
Nother for pain nor smart;
And wilt thou leave me thus?
 Say nay, say nay!
 
And wilt thou leave me thus
And have no more pity
Of she that loveth thee?
Hélas, thy cruelty!
And wilt thou leave me thus?
Say nay, say nay!
 
 by Sir Thomas Wyatt
5/29/2010 6:23:06 PM
 
 
 
 
Little Words
When you are gone, there is nor bloom nor leaf,
Nor singing sea at night, nor silver birds;
And I can only stare, and shape my grief
In little words.

I cannot conjure loveliness, to drown
The bitter woe that racks my cords apart.
The weary pen that sets my sorrow down
Feeds at my heart.

There is no mercy in the shifting year,
No beauty wraps me tenderly about.
I turn to little words- so you, my dear,
Can spell them out.

Dorothy Parker
5/29/2010 12:01:01 PM
A very happy Memorial Day to all!

Welcome to Summer.
 
 
5/24/2010 6:04:57 PM
Never Blush to Dream
 
Never blush to dream a lost love slides into your bed again.
There's no treason though the body stirs when a stranger speaks his name.
 
Each lover keeps the home he made within your mind and has a key
to lie with you unbidden so long as you are holding gentle thoughts of him.
 
Never feel a guilt to hear me whisper within the night.
Old loves lurk in eyes that brighten to the new enchanter's sight.
 
I too must rise from warmth to drift with other ghosts from worldy view.
Yet I'll come into your bed some night again and dream myself alive in you.
By Earle Birney
5/17/2010 7:15:40 PM

05~17~10
  Let It Rain
           
The rain is falling through the mists
Of sorrow that surrounded me
The sun could never thaw away
The mist that lays around me

Let it rain, let it rain
Let your love rain down on me
Let it rain, let it rain
Let it rain, rain, rain

My life was like a desert flower
Burning in the sun
Until I found the way to love
Was harder said than done

Now I know the secret
There is nothing that I lack
If I give my love to you
You'll surely give it back

by Eric Clapton


5/17/2010 6:52:25 PM
05~17~10

"Closer"

You let me violate you, you let me desecrate you
You let me penetrate you, you let me complicate you
Help me I broke apart my insides, help me I’ve got no soul to sell
Help me the only thing that works for me, help me get away from myself


I want to fuck you like an animal
I want to feel you from the inside
I want to fuck you like an animal
My whole existence is flawed
You get me closer to god


You can have my isolation, you can have the hate that it brings
You can have my absence of faith, you can have my everything
Help me tear down my reason, help me its' your sex I can smell
Help me you make me perfect, help me become somebody else


I want to fuck you like an animal
I want to feel you from the inside
I want to fuck you like an animal
My whole existence is flawed
You get me closer to god

Through every forest, above the trees
Within my stomach, scraped off my knees
I drink the honey inside your hive
You are the reason I stay alive

by NIN

5/14/2010 10:43:36 AM
05~14~10
   I've been doing a lot of reading lately and one of the books that really has made an impression on me is "The Ethical Slut".
 
   It makes so much sense and has helped me put some real issues in my life in perspective.
 
   Being a slut for someone special isn't a naughty thing after all. Smiles....

nsw
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5/3/2010 8:55:17 AM
The Muse 
 
With breasts so soft and full as summers fruit so sweet ,
lips that pout wet and wide with color of blushed wine,
and eyes that sparkled blue as azure skies looking up to his so deep,
there she sat with angels pose adoringly at her Masters feet.
 
Her only wish was to touch his soul, his heart ,his body and mind,
and bring to him pleasures so intense they seemed almost divine.
and doing so she'd give herself, for him to use as he desired,
with bodies pain or sadists scorn or even touch so kind.
 
 
The little muse she suffered long at her Masters leisure
and bruised and sore she kissed his lips as if in Godly tribute,
for now she was no longer lost but owned in proud attire,
her purpose now not one of fame but for her Masters pleasure.

NSW

4/9/2010 3:59:43 PM

 04~09~10

Some witchy humor posted on another site that I just had to share.

If anyone has any others feel free to send.

~
What do ya' call 13 Witches in a hot tub?
- Self-Cleaning Coven
~

What is a witch's favorite snack?
- PAN pizza
~

Sign in a Wiccan Books store:
"No Shoplifting! Offenders will be Possessed!
Second-time Offenders will be Re-Possessed!"

Love and light,

night

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4/3/2010 8:35:37 PM
04~03~10

A Dark Night
A dark night comes over me enveloping my soul in misery.
A dread covers me like mist hanging over a cemetery.
Sadness blurs in tear filled eyes
Coldness lives in lovers cries
No truth in love no peace survives
The misery comes through veiled sweet lies

Can reality survive in deepest void
When lovers try to but avoid
The love that once brought tender smiles
Now proves to be a thing so vile
that even death would feel less cruel
and in their parting one plays the fool.

So to that end I see no sympathy
No hope no love to end this reality
Only pain now fills this heart once sweet
And coldness does this soul now greet.

A dark night comes over me enveloping my soul in misery.
A dread covers me like mist hanging over a cemetery.
 
By NightSoftWhisper
3/25/2010 3:59:18 PM
To all my friends here at Collarme.
~
May you have a Happy Easter
and a Blessed Passover
~
Love and Light,
Night
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3/20/2010 7:47:57 PM
Happy Spring
and
Blessed Ostara
 
Love and Light,
Night
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3/13/2010 1:37:40 AM
03~13~10

I'll come to you in dreams

I'll come to you in dreams long after I'm gone. I'll come to you with whispered tones and gentle touches so light you'll think it just another waking dream, a memory pushed down into your soul and out of your mind.
 
I'll come to you in dreams with a warm breath across your cheek and slight scents of perfume mingled with the heat of my body now gone. I'll come to you in dreams with my lips kissing tiny circles down your nose and across the eyes that now are to me blind.
 
I'll come to you in dreams as I lower myself to straddle your backside, my warmth and wetness pressing into you softly and your body responding pushing up with firm heat. I'll come to you in dreams even after I'm just dust in the wind, a passing memory and nocturnal visits are all that you can find.
 
NSW 3/10
2/28/2010 9:38:07 PM
03~01~10
 
"If you follow your bliss, you put yourself on a kind of track that has been there all the while waiting for you and the life you ought to be living is the one you are living.
 
Wherever you are -if you are following your bliss, you are enjoying that refreshment, that life within you, all the time. " Joseph Campbell
 
Night
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2/26/2010 4:37:38 PM
02~26~10
          Thank the Goddess the first day of spring in 2010 is March 20. 
 
Spring is almost here believe it or not. March has roared in like a lion, and if we're really lucky, it will roll out like a lamb. Meanwhile, on or around the 20th of the month, we have Ostara to celebrate.

It's the time of the vernal equinox of you live in the Northern Hemisphere, as well as the Spring equinox or Ostara by we witches. It's a true marker that Spring has come. There are many different ways you can celebrate this Sabbat, depending on your tradition.

The word Ostara is just one of the names applied to the celebration of the spring equinox on March 21. The Venerable Bede said the origin of the word is actually from Eostre, a Germanic goddess of spring. Of course, it's also the same time as the Christian Easter celebration, and in the Jewish faith, Passover takes place as well. For early Pagans in the Germanic countries, this was a time to celebrate planting and the new crop season. Typically, the Celtic peoples did not celebrate Ostara as a holiday, although they were in tune with the changing of the seasons.

nightsoftwhisper
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2/24/2010 8:23:45 PM

Full Snow Moon - February 28 ,2010 

 Since the heaviest snow usually falls during this month, native tribes of the north and east most often called February's full Moon the Full Snow Moon. Some tribes also referred to this Moon as the Full Hunger Moon, since harsh weather conditions in their areas made hunting very difficult.

 
Positional name Associated Month English names Native American names Other names used
Hindu names
 
 
Mid Winter February Wolf Moon Snow Moon Hunger Moon, Storm Moon, Candles Moon Magh Poornima
 
Navam
Poya
 
 
Brightest Blessings for a
Happy Esbat / Full Moon.
 
Night
)O(
2/24/2010 8:03:03 PM
2~24~10
 
Snow again? You've got to be kidding me. What the heck does a subbie do all alone on a snow day? (wicked lil smiles)
Keep warm everyone.
*Now accepting invitations to anywhere warm. LOL.
 
Night (@){---{-
2/12/2010 11:00:14 AM
02~12~10
 
Somehow I completely missed Imbolc. This year is already flying by. Ostara, the Spring Equinox will be here before we know it. This year it's March 20th. 

    The word Ostara is just one of the names applied to the celebration of the spring equinox on March 21. The Venerable Bede said the origin of the word is actually from Eostre, a Germanic goddess of spring. Of course, it's also the same time as the Christian Easter celebration, and in the Jewish faith, Passover takes place as well. For early Pagans in the Germanic countries, this was a time to celebrate planting and the new crop season. Typically, the Celtic peoples did not celebrate Ostara as a holiday, although they were in tune with the changing of the seasons.

A New Day Begins:
    A ddynasty of Persian kings known as the Academicians celebrated the spring equinox with the festival of No Ruz -- which means "new day." It is a celebration of hope and renewal still observed today in many Persian countries, and has its roots in Zoroastrianism. In Iran, a festival called Chahar-Shanbeh Suri takes place right before No Ruz begins, and people purify their homes and leap over fires to welcome the 13-day celebration of No Ruz.
Mad as a March Hare:

    Spring equinox is a time for fertility and sowing seeds, and so nature's fertility goes a little crazy. In medi@)}---}-

                               )O(

2/4/2010 12:13:42 PM
02~04~10

I am so not looking forward to snow. Please hurry Spring! Looking forward to Valentine's Day.
Only 3 months until Beltain, woohoo!
 
In darkness my heart was won, 
Night
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1/18/2010 9:56:32 PM
01~19~10
 
Fellow insomniacs, what do you do to amuse yourself while up all night?
Any favorite remedies for insomnia?
I've been a night person all of my life but it tends to interfere with the rest of the world who choose the sun's rays to the soft moonlight.
 
In darkness my heart was won,
Night
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1/10/2010 12:18:44 AM
01~10~10
Recently I was shocked to have seen one of my original poems listed on another submissive's profile page. As she was using it without my permission I asked why she felt she had the right to plagiarize my poetry.
What I found out was more than I could have possibly expected. The plagiarizer apparently isn't even a woman.
 
Why do people who are supposed to be sincere adults play these idiotic games?
 
In darkness my heart was won,
 
Night
1/5/2010 8:37:16 PM
                01~05~10

One thing that seems to occur frequently is that people comment on my smile. I'm flattered of course and I thank those that have written to say so but there's a dark soul behind that smile.
 
For a very long time from childhood on, I never smiled. Oh perhaps a Mona Lisa kind of smile but not that toothy joyful look I have in the photos here.
 
Someone had come along about 5 years ago who put my smile back on my face and the pure joy of submission and sharing love, back into my life.
 
As quickly and as wonderfully that the bliss came it left and was just as devastating. I'm not writing this as a pity party just as a reflection and an explanation that looks can be quite deceiving.
 
 
In darkness my heart was won,

Night
12/31/2009 7:39:54 PM
12~31~2009
 
Happy New Year!
 
Night
11/30/2009 4:32:21 PM
11~30~09
A Dream within a Dream

Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow-
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision
, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.

I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand
-
How few! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep- while I weep!
O God! can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
O God! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?

Edgar Allan Poe
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11/28/2009 6:27:25 PM

11~28~09

The Full Cold Moon; or the Full Long Nights Moon -

Happy Full Moons.
The Full Moons will be Dec. 2,
and Dec.31, 2009 
The second full moon in December is called the blue moon.

         What is a Blue Moon?

There are in fact two definitions for a blue moon. According to the more recent definition, a blue moon is the second full moon in a calendar month. For a blue moon to occur, the first of the full moons must appear at or near the beginning of the month so that the second will fall within the same month (the average span between two moons is 29.5 days).


 During this month the winter cold fastens its grip, and nights are at their longest and darkest. It is also sometimes called the Moon before Yule however it will be after Yule this year. The term Long Night Moon is a doubly appropriate name because the midwinter night is indeed long, and because the Moon is above the horizon for a long time. The midwinter full Moon has a high trajectory across the sky because it is opposite a low Sun.

It is the last full moon of the conventional calendar year, this bright moon which usually falls before Yule (or the winter solstice). The full moon of December rises icy cold and clear into starry winter skies, and it may well be the most beautiful moon of them all - it is certainly the most brilliant.

December's moon always seems poignant to me and rather lonely, floating up there in the velvety darkness by herself. When this full moon rolls around, those of us who live in the north are huddled indoors near our hearths, heaving wood into the fireplace or stove at regular intervals and watching the dancing flames, drinking tea, trying to stay warm and out of the wind and the cold. We watch the ebb and flow of the seasons and the passing of the short days and long nights from our frosty windows, and we hold fast to thoughts of warmth and light returning, knowing well that it will be the end of January before we begin to see any real change in the length of our days and the warmth of the sun.

All my love,
NightSoftWhisper

 

11/27/2009 2:25:25 AM
11
                    11~27~09

              Sleepless Nights
 
My friend I don't know much about
Real love - the kind of
Love that gives and lasts forever and ever.
But I know someone who gives it so
Free and He
Fills me up; His well is endlessly deep.
My friend, I have heard that you're tryin' to win.
Try no more He loves you as you are.
Do not fear He helps you after you
Ask Him - to come in.
Believe me; He's been right where you are.
You're not too bad for Him;
He wants to take You in.
Hope, and peace of mind,
Love and joy are within sight.
Now, my candle's bright -
I'm so on fire I have sleepless nights.


In darkness my heart was won,
            NightSoftWhisper
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11/22/2009 9:22:56 PM
11~23~09

He laid her on the table
  So white clean and bare.
  His forehead wet with beads of sweat
  He rubbed her here and there.
  He touched her neck and then her breast
  And then drooling felt her thigh.
  The slit was wet and all was set,
  He gave a joyus cry.
  The hole was wide...he looked inside
  All was dark and murky.
  He rubbed his hands and stretched his arms..........
 
 

            And then he stuffed the turkey.

Happy Thanksgiving to all my friends on Collarme.

NightSoftWhisper

11/17/2009 9:47:26 PM
I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love You
by Pablo Neruda
I do not love you except because I love you;
I go from loving to not loving you,
From waiting to not waiting for you
My heart moves from cold to fire.

I love you only because it's you the one I love;
I hate you deeply, and hating you
Bend to you, and the measure of my changing love for you
Is that I do not see you but love you blindly.

Maybe January light will consume
My heart with its cruel
Ray, stealing my key to true calm.

In this part of the story I am the one who
Dies, the only one, and I will die of love because I love you,
Because I love you, Love, in fire and blood.
11/17/2009 9:27:03 PM
11~18~09
After over 10 years in the lifestyle,
I've finally come to the conclusion that I no longer have a place in this lifestyle.
 
After reading over profile after profile, I find that Dominant men want women much younger than themselves and seem more interested in the outer shell then the inner substance of the submissive woman. Men are naturally more visual then women so it's natural for them.
 
I can understand perfectly that they wish to have an attractive younger woman to call their own. They want a pretty trophy to show off as their property. I also understand that this doesn't hold true for all men. For some brains mean more then boobs. 
 
So I'll sit back and be happy that for almost 5 years I served the most wonderful gentleman who not only appreciated my appearance but also valued my intelligence, loyalty and love.  Some people never have the fortune to have that in their lives for a day not alone almost 5 years.
 
What I do find amusing at times is the number of men who are looking for "several" subs / slaves to own. It's amusing because the fact is that very few men can successfully keep one woman satisfied and protected  not alone two or three. I also can't understand why most men prefer to have their subs be bi-sexual. Some days I feel like I'm the only straight woman in the scene.
 
May all the wonderful people here who seek another to make their lives complete find that special other person.
 
In darkness my heart was won,
Night
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11/2/2009 8:45:37 PM
11~02~09
Another year older but certainly not another year wiser.

Scorpio
  
 
The Scorpion is one intense little creature, with enough poison in its own tail to disable or kill a much larger opponent. But the problem with this kind of built-in biological weaponry is that it must be mastered in order to be used most effectively. 

We Scorpios can use our"stinger" for self-defense, using our powerful emotional awareness to render our opponent harmless. But there is a sexual component of poisonous tail also, and until we learn to control those strong urges, we may find ourselves in uncomfortable situations.

Scorpio is the only sign that has three animal totems. Scorpio is about metamorphosis. Scorpios transform the painful poisons of possessive passion into a higher consciousness based on universal love. My three totems are The Vulture, The She Wolf and The Dove.

Our motto might be "What is hidden is more interesting than what is obvious." We are the detectives of the zodiac. Our magnetic personality draws others to us. But we can also be secretive ourselves, for we learn early on that when we express everything, others may be scared by the power of our feelings.

We desperately want to have someone to merge with our feelings, but can become cold and withdrawn when hurt in love. We have the magic to light up the dark, but sometimes we would benefit by looking at the positive side of things rather than going into the darkness at all.

In darkness my heart was won,

 Night
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11/1/2009 11:05:00 PM
11~02~09
Happy Full Moon!
 
The  hunter's moon — also known as  the beaver moon, the blood moon or the sanguine moon — is the first full moon after the harvest moon, which is the full moon nearest the autumnal equinox. 
For both the colonists and the Algonquin tribes, this was the time to set beaver traps before the swamps froze, to ensure a supply of warm winter furs. This full Moon was also called the Frost Moon.
 
NightSoftWhisper
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10/27/2009 11:16:58 PM

Samhain literally meanssummer's end.” In Scotland and Ireland, Halloween is known as Oíche Shamhna, while in Wales it is Nos Calan Gaeaf, the eve of the winter's calend, or first. With the rise of Christianity, Samhain was changed to Hallowmas, or All Saints' Day, to commemorate the souls of the blessed dead who had been canonized that year, so the night before became popularly known as Halloween, All Hallows Eve, or Hollantide. November 2nd became All Souls Day (my birthday), when prayers were to be offered to the souls of all who the departed and those who were waiting in Purgatory for entry into Heaven. Throughout the centuries, pagan and Christian beliefs intertwine in a gallimaufry of celebrations from Oct 31st through November 5th, all of which appear both to challenge the ascendancy of the dark and to revel in its mystery.

In the country year, Samhain marked the first day of winter, when the herders led the cattle and sheep down from their summer hillside pastures to the shelter of stable and byre. The hay that would feed them during the winter must be stored in sturdy thatched ricks, tied down securely against storms. Those destined for the table were slaughtered, after being ritually devoted to the gods in pagan times. All the harvest must be gathered in -- barley, oats, wheat, turnips, and apples -- for come November, the faeries would blast every growing plant with their breath, blighting any nuts and berries remaining on the hedgerows. Peat and wood for winter fires were stacked high by the hearth. It was a joyous time of family reunion, when all members of the household worked together baking, salting meat, and making preserves for the winter feasts to come. The endless horizons of summer gave way to a warm, dim and often smoky room; the symphony of summer sounds was replaced by a counterpoint of voices, young and old, human and animal. 

In early Ireland, people gathered at the ritual centers of the tribes, for Samhain was the principal calendar feast of the year.   The greatest assembly was the 'Feast of Tara,' focusing on the royal seat of the High King as the heart of the sacred land, the point of conception for the new year. In every household throughout the country, hearth-fires were extinguished. All waited for the Druids to light the new fire of the year -- not at Tara, but at Tlachtga, a hill twelve miles to the north-west. It marked the burial-place of Tlachtga, daughter of the great druid Mogh Ruith, who may once have been a goddess in her own right in a former age. 

At at all the turning points of the Celtic year, the gods drew near to Earth at Samhain, so many sacrifices and gifts were offered up in thanksgiving for the harvest. Personal prayers in the form of objects symbolizing the wishes of supplicants or ailments to be healed were cast into the fire,  and at the end of the ceremonies, brands were lit from the great fire of Tara to re-kindle all the home fires of the tribe, as at Beltane. As they received the flame that marked this time of beginnings, people surely felt a sense of the kindling of new dreams, projects and hopes for the year to come. 

The Samhain fires continued to blaze down the centuries.  In the 1860s the Halloween bonfires were still so popular in Scotland that one traveler reported seeing thirty fires lighting up the hillsides all on one night, each surrounded by rings of dancing figures, a practice which continued up to the first World War. Young people and servants lit brands from the fire and ran around the fields and hedges of house and farm, while community leaders surrounded parish boundaries with a magic circle of light. Afterwards, ashes from the fires were sprinkled over the fields to protect them during the winter months -- and of course, they also improved the soil. The bonfire provided an island of light within the oncoming tide of winter darkness, keeping away cold, discomfort, and evil spirits long before electricity illumined our nights. When the last flame sank down, it was time to run as fast as you could for home, raising the cry, “The black sow without a tail take the hindmost!”

Happy Halloween!

and

Blessed Samhain!

 Ghoulishly yours,

NightSoftWhisper

10/20/2009 12:19:24 PM
 TOP TEN REASONS TRICK-0R-TREATING IS BETTER THAN SEX

10. Guaranteed to get at least a little something in the sack.

9.   If you get tired, wait ten minutes and go at it again. 

8. The uglier you look, the easier it is to get some.

7. You don't have to falsely compliment the person who gave you some.

6. Person giving you some, doesn't fantasize you're someone else.

5. If you get a stomach ache, it won't last for nine months.

4. If you wear your Batman mask, no one will think you're weird.

3. Doesn't matter if kids hear you moaning and groaning.

2. No guilt the next morning.

        And, the #1 reason trick or treating is better than sex....

1. If you don't get what you want, you can always go next door.
 
   Ghoulishly yours,
 
       NightSoftWhisper
10/2/2009 2:57:25 PM
When the frost is on the pumpkin!
 
When the weathers hot and sticky
it's not the time for dunkin dicky
but when the frost is on the pumpkin
now thats the time for dicky dunking.

9/29/2009 10:44:11 PM
09~30~09
 
I had a wonderful time at the NJKink munch this evening.
It was such a pleasure meeting new people and putting a face to a name. As always it's great seeing old friends.
~
On Saturday 10~03~09 I hope to attend the SEPA munch.
Time: 07:00 PM to 09:00 PM
Where: Michael's Cafe and Nightclub
Address: 3640 Street Rd Bensalem, PA  
 
There is a strict dress code which includes no fetish wear.
Here's the dress code posted at Michael's:
No sneakers or sneaker like shoes. No work boots or Timberlands.
No ripped, torn, baggy jeans or pants.
No rubber flip flops. No oversized shirts.
No shirts with lettering. No sports wear. No baseball caps.

Hope to see some of you there.

Night

In darkness my heart was won,

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9/28/2009 10:38:47 PM
09~29~09
Looking forward to attending the
NJKink munch tomorrow evening in North Brunswick.
 
It's time: 07:00 PM to 10:00 PM
Where: The North Brunswick Pub
Address: 1864 US Highway 1 North, North Brunswick, NJ 08902  

Ask for nayali's group in the back.
It's a wonderful group full of nice people and all are welcome.
Dress is casual. No fetish wear.
 
In darkness my heart was won,
 
Night
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9/26/2009 12:28:01 AM
09~26~09
 
Just an observation but I do believe more males than women lie about their ages here on CM.
 
Could it be that they are actually more vain then we ?
I don't see the point unless you really want to be involved with some bimbo shallow enough to judge by a number alone?
 
Or is it that you have to represent yourself as some young studly specimen in the sperm wars? Giggles...
 
The old witchie,

Night

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9/23/2009 9:53:33 PM
09~24~09
Thunder in the evening.
An exciting, intoxicating phenomena that has always fascinated me.
With the arrival of an electrical storm, the air is charged with trillions of positive ions. You can feel it all around you. Magick is in the air as well. The energy taken from the  storm is a full proof way to harness the power to create magick.
 
It makes me tingle with anticipation, making me feel alive and vibrant. If I had a lover this would be the ideal time for Sexual Magick.
During times like this I also think of dark thoughts. Thoughts shrouded in veils of night and surrounded by flashes of lightening and nightmares.
 
 A Dream
In visions of the dark night
I have dreamed of joy departed
But a waking dream of life and light
Hath left me broken-hearted.

Ah! what is not a dream by day
To him whose eyes are cast
On things around him with a ray
Turned back upon the past?

That holy dream - that holy dream,
While all the world were chiding,
Hath cheered me as a lovely beam
A lonely spirit guiding.

What though that light, thro' storm and night,
So trembled from afar
What could there be more purely bright
In Truth's day-star?

Edgar Allan Poe

In darkness my heart was won,

Night

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9/22/2009 3:55:29 PM
                       09~22~09
I can't wait until that first hay ride on a brisk autumn eve under a bright full moon.

I love the warm autumn days filled with sunshine and the chilly autumn eves with the smell of a fire burning in the hearth, the leaves crunching below with every step and the feeling of magick all around as the veil of night lifts and  yields it's magical ways.

I'm undeniably an autumn baby. Just two days past Samhein (Halloween). I'm a Scorpio through and through.

It's bittersweet at times. The fall is the death of summer and the beginning of winter. It's the birth of winter's  crystalline elegance and the cycle starts anew.

Happy Fall

cd
Night
9/21/2009 9:37:28 PM

Happy Fall
cd
Night

                           Autumn Song

              Know'st thou not at the fall of the leaf
              How the heart feels a languid grief
              Laid on it for a covering,
              And how sleep seems a goodly thing
              In Autumn at the fall of the leaf?

              And how the swift beat of the brain
              Falters because it is in vain,
              In Autumn at the fall of the leaf
              Knowest thou not? and how the chief
              Of joys seems--not to suffer pain?

              Know'st thou not at the fall of the leaf
              How the soul feels like a dried sheaf
              Bound up at length for harvesting,
              And how death seems a comely thing
              In Autumn at the fall of the leaf?

                  Dante Gabriel Rossetti


9/21/2009 1:17:25 AM
09~21~09
It's 4:13 am and I'm still awake. Being sleep deprived is an interesting state I find myself in yet again. All I'd like to do is find a few hours sleep before I have to rise and start it all again. I just cannot shut my mind off lately and find myself sad and awake until all hours of the morning.
 
To die: to sleep;
No more; and by a sleep to say we end
The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks
That flesh is heir to, 'tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep;
To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub:
9/17/2009 2:48:15 PM
09-17~09
What's with this weather? I'm not ready for the cold. This lil witchie is freezing her proverbial derriere off. Um and no, a witch's tit is not cold. Giggles
 

In darkness my heart was won.

NightSoftWhisper

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9/14/2009 11:30:44 PM

 
Autumn Equinox or Mabon

                              09-22-09                              
It is the time of the autumn equinox, and the harvest is winding down. The fields are nearly empty, because the crops have been plucked and stored for the coming winter. Mabon is the mid-harvest festival, and it is when we take a few moments to honor the changing seasons, and celebrate the second harvest.

On or around September 21, for many Pagan and Wiccan traditions it is a time of giving thanks for the things we have, whether it is abundant crops or other blessings.
 
Two days a year, the Northern and Southern hemispheres receive the same amount of sunlight. Not only that, each receives the same amount of light as they do dark -- this is because the earth is tilted at a right angle to the sun, and the sun is directly over the equator. In Latin, the word equinox translates to "equal night." The autumn equinox takes place on or near September 21, and its spring counterpart falls around March 21. If you're in the Northern hemisphere, the days will begin getting shorter after the autumn equinox and the nights will grow longer -- in the Southern hemisphere, the reverse is true.
 
Mabon is the second of three harvest celebrations observed by many Pagans and Wiccans, and is a time of thanksgiving and feasting. Nearly all of the myths and legends popular at this time of the year focus on the themes of life, death, and rebirth. Not much of a surprise, when you consider that this is the time at which the earth begins to die before winter sets in!
 
Perhaps the best known of all the harvest mythologies is the story of Demeter and Persephone. Demeter was a goddess of grain and of the harvest in ancient Greece. Her daughter, Persephone, caught the eye of Hades, god of the underworld. When Hades abducted Persephone and took her back to the underworld, Demeter's grief caused the crops on earth to die and go dormant. By the time she finally recovered her daughter, Persephone had eaten six pomegranate seeds, and so was doomed to spend six months of the year in the underworld. These six months are the time when the earth dies, beginning at the time of the autumn equinox.

No matter how you celebrate I wish all my pagan friends a very blessed Mabon and joyous Autumn Equinox. 
 

In darkness my heart was won.

NightSoftWhisper

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9/10/2009 9:14:48 PM
It's that time of year again and my company  Hobbit Hollow Crafts 
will be doing some craft shows coming up this Fall.
We'd love you to join us at one of our upcoming shows.
 
Indian Acres Tree Farm
19th Annual September Fest
Craft Show and Kid's Fun Fair

September 19th & 20th

10 AM-4 PM

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Windsor Farm Annual Pumpkin Festival!  

Windsor Farm & Market
1202 Windsor Road
West Windsor, NJ 08550
609-443-9379
Saturday October 10th and Sunday October 11th
from 10 AM-4 PM.
(We are inside the barn as you enter the festival)
 
NightSoftWhisper
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 Age: 41
 Moncton,NB, Canada