MistressSkye00

Another year added to the calendar for me and as  is my practice I have updated my age.  When I was 30 I could not comprehend being 71.  But to those who have yet to enter the realm of "wisdom and maturity" breathe a sigh of relief because it really is a very nice stage of life.  You know who you are... you know what pleases you and what you want .... and you are still filled with the wonder and curiosity of life and all that it can offer you.  The only real difference is that you have both the patience and the time to truly enjoy and soak in all that, at one time, you only hoped to find.  I am still looking for the gift of a submissive partner, but if it should not happen to be, I have other adventures that call to me and other new paths to walk down.  In this new year, 2014, I wish everyone peace, contentment, and mindful  gratefulness of what life gives you.  Skye

At this time of the year there seem to be many more game players out and about.  You would think that at my age I would recognize them straight away, but , alas, I find myself being fooled.  I do not know what possesses a man to be  mean spirited.  Perhaps they are not really being thoughtless or deceitful.  I choose to believe that these men create fantasies that they long to experience and then realize that for one reason or another they cannot follow through.  Life has a way of disappointing, but fortunately there is always tomorrow and things will work out the way they should.  I do find that every time this happens, my openness and belief in the honesty of others is chipped away a bit, but maybe that is good as well.  It is important that we remember that we are online.  We cannot see eyes or body language or the other things that help us discern truth from lies.  It behooves us to be aware that we must be cautious and not trust too quickly.  Now off to do some more preparation for tomorrow's feast.

Very briefly, please do not send me messages like:  "Good morning, Mistress" or "Hello" or any other welcoming message.  I was raised to be a polite person and have responded to these , but will do it no longer.  This site is focused on finding someone that will fill our need for whatever it is we seek.  We cannot waste time with messages that do not move that goal forward.  No more will I answer such mail.

Sometimes people come in swarms.... rather like bees I suppose.  They swoop down, buzz around your head, get your attention with the words they say, the plans they make, the consideration and eagerness they show.  I should recognize these swarms by now and set up my armor to deter them.  However, it seems that they always come at just the right time.... a time long enough ago since the last swarm settled to lull me into that false sense of safety that all is right with the world and all the creatures in it are good and honest and reputable.  And then the swarm arrives and I am once again put on serious alert.  Little do we all know how these lies and games affect ones who come after.  Unconditional acceptance is gone.  Suspicion takes its place, barriers are put up , and the joy that should be rampant on a day to day basis disappear.  Time passes.  I keep thinking that I will not forget, that I will not remove that wall of protection again, and who knows.... maybe I will not.  But that certainly cannot be a good thing.  Sometimes.... life sucks!

One of these years I am going to become more forward thinking.  In March I should begin asking for submissives who would dig in my garden.  Men who would not be afraid of getting their hands dirty and men who would not be terribly sore the next day.  I always forget until I am directly into the season, that my perennial garden is sheer granite and rock that was dug out of the mountain to build the community that I live in and dumped on this particular hill.  I have just spent HOURS digging and planting 17 new additions and I still have at least 12 more to go.  Oh well, those will be a tomorrow chore.  But I am writing myself a note in my calendar in indelible ink so that next year when March comes around I will begin my serious search!

An absolutely lovely 24 hour period.  Dinner, quiet talk, laughter, a yummy breakfast, relaxing and recuperative visit to a salt cave, and a marvelous soak in WNC's premier spa resort.  Could not ask for a nicer way to spend time with someone.  It was very special and will always be remembered.  I must learn that what we hope will happen is not always best for us or for another.  A sad, hard lesson to learn, is it not? 

Oh boy,  spring comes and I am so enthusiastic, but soon I am just so tired.  This year I have decided to go with container gardening with the faith that I will grow multitudes of veggies.  The prep work has been huge or maybe not so huge, but my age is getting to me.  I looked out and saw so many things that need to be done.  My perennial garden is in good shape.  I am going to sow grass seeds tomorrow and go to the greenhouse for my plants.... tomatoes, squash, okra, beans, cukes, peppers, beets, carrots and radishes.  Now that I am juicing more, I need lots of veggies.  It would be so nice to have a sweet boy to help me.  Okay, my deck is calling me.  Need to get that cleaned, pansies removed from boxes in prep for herbs, and everything sparkling for the holiday weekend.

Back in Asheville now.  Spent a very rainy and chilly day in Hot Springs at the spa.  How wonderful to look out at the very full and angry creek with trees just sprouting their leaves and blowing like crazy and be enveloped in the warm waters of a hot tub filled with warm mineral waters.  Thank you, POM.

Just back from a most wonderful cruise aboard the Celebrity Silhouette.  Anyone seeking a cruise that offers all the amenities and treats its passengers like kings and queens should look into this line. 

With that said, I have a few words for anyone that asks for photos of another and, once they have that reality, a realization comes to them that this is not something they desire.  You know not everyone can be our perfect match.  Some people, when you see them, are turn offs.  Not anyone's fault ... it is simply a fact of life.  However, the way you handle yourself AFTER that tells a good bit about your character and empathy for others.  It is okay to let someone know that after seeing the picture you simply do not feel any kind of connection.  You can thank them and wish them well.  It is NOT okay to simply never say another word.  That is cowardly and hurtful and shame on you if that is who you are.

The hustle and bustle of the holidays is over and now it is time to begin enjoying the serenity of winter and sort life out a bit.  I receive so many messages from men professing great yearnings for what I have to offer.  If I have learned one thing, it is probably that those that interest me the most and who cry out their needs and wants the loudest, are the ones whose words need to drift in one ear and directly out the other.  I suppose they get caught up in the fantasy, the drama, the wildness of this thing called BDSM, and then POOF! they manage to disengage themselves and return to their lives of shopowners, mechanics, attorneys, engineers, college professors, and whatever else they do that is comfortable for them.  I wish them well, but a part of me wishes that someone else had taken them on their brief dash into my world.

My trip to South Florida is now complete and I am ready to head home.  I love the tropical wonders of this area, but miss the glories of Asheville. 

What an exquisite fall day Asheville is having!  I have some errands to run, but then I am going to pack up my new fishing pole and tackle box and head out to the river.  What am I going to catch?  Hopefully, I can latch on to a small bit of serenity. 

Perhaps I have been on CollarMe a bit too long.  I feel like I am becoming somewhat jaded and I never want to experience that.  More and more submissives are seeming less and less submissive.  They have huge "I wanna" lists, or they bar conversation based on their own self perceived belief that I have "been dishonest" with them in some way, or they seem very unrealistic and living in a bit of a fantasy world when expressing themselves in relation to a D/s relationship.  Perhaps this is just a down period for me and hopefully it will improve soon.  I love this lifestyle even after so many years.  I have always admired most of the submissive men I have met.  Okay, this self talk has helped. 

Yikes!  I never thought that I would have to solicit help to work in a garden, but I guess everything gets a bit more than one can handle every once in a while.  Who knows if there is even anyone  out there that wants to do what I am asking , but there is no time like the present to find out, is there?  I hear talk all the time about submissives who simply wish to serve.  I guess now the tire has rolled on to the road and we shall see what we shall see.  Believe me, I have my fingers crossed that such a submissive exists!  LOL Look at the top of my profile to see what in the world I am talking about.  (Oops, you cannot look anymore.  I removed my request for a submissive landscaper!)

The new year and already two gripes!!  First, this is not a chat site.  I wonder when folks will get a grip and realize that.  This is a place to read profiles and write to folks who have profiles that interest you.  The letters that are written should be done with the goal in mind of either interesting someone in you or letting someone know that you are interested in them.  It is NOT a place to say, "Hey there",  "Good morning, Ma'am",  "Hello and how are you, Mistress?" or any of those inane little blurbs.  Someone who has been taught manners feels compelled to respond to those things and it takes time and effort when time and effort should be expended on other things.  Sooooo.... I have written about this before in a journal entry, but now I am deciding that I will no longer feel guilty when I receive a note like that and delete it out of hand.  Enough said, I hope!

Secondly, the new year seems to have brought a great many 18 - 23 year olds onto CollarMe's campus.  I am the first to disagree with making generalizations and stereotyping , but oh my... the notes I am getting from young boys of this age who lack manners, good sense, or any judgement whatsoever is astounding!  I know that we all begin somewhere.  I recognize that.  But if you are stepping into the ring with the big boys, try to behave as if you can take responsibility for your actions and your words. And try reading profiles.  A femdom that is 68 years old PROBABLY is not going to be interested in someone who is barely voting age... note I did say probably.  Read her profile and if it speaks clearly to maturity, responsibility, and perhaps life experience... consider that a clue that she will not be interested.  Again, I will no longer feel guilty when I delete without response notes from these folks.  Again, I hope I have been clear.  LOL 

Another year is almost over.  Good bye 2011 and hello 2012.  It is always a time of reflection , is it not?  The past year has been a good one on many levels.  I have grown as a woman and as a femdom.  I feel comfortable in my own skin and want to continue to be someone who I want to know and want to be with.  Economically, socially.... this has been a very up and down year.  Wars have ended and yet the rift in the middle east continues to put the world in jeopardy.  The rich get richer and the middle class continues to disappear.  Politicians continue to prove themselves less than honorable.  Man's inhumanity to man abounds.  My Polyanna attitude has come close to being erased, but I want so badly for things to work out. 

This lifestyle is important to me.  My belief in a woman's strength is still intact and growing.  I want to learn more, do more, be more as a female dominant.  I want to surround myself with people who can teach me and with people who can learn from me.  I want to go to bed each evening feeling that I have made some contribution to the world.  For that to be the case, I had certainly better start seeking people and places that I can give a bit of myself to in positive ways.  I believe that I have my work cut out for me, do I not?

I am writing this in red because I am angry.  I have had a photo on my profile for some time now.  However, today I received a letter from collarme.com saying that the photo had been removed... no real reason... simply gone.  Also, that none of my other photos would be seen until a primary photo was put in its place.  Perhaps I should not let something like this irritate me so, but it does.  I will vent and then my anger will dissipate, but lingering will be a bad taste for the management of collarme.  My photos are a display of my work, my interests, my skill.  They were taken by me, they were rather tastefully done I thought, and certainly not ones which I have seen that break copyright.  This site is an advertising venue for Dominants and submissives.  Should we not be able to display that which we are "hawking"?  Oh well, First Amendment rights be damned, I suppose.  Now I will go out to the pool and enjoy this Labor Day weekend. 

I have just spent an hour perusing past emails from various people. It is an undertaking well spent I believe.  I have communicated with  some extraordinary people  over the past half year.  Some quite strange, but most have been thoughtful, respectful, and have shared ideas with me that have made me reflect on my own belief system.  The loss of connection with a few sadden me.  It is  almost like leaving this small thought in the back of your head that continues to go, "What if...."   What if I had not been so busy and had responded to his mail?  What if we had met?  What if our conversations had continued?  Life is made up of "what ifs", but I guess that you can not  live your life worrying about all of those.  I try to take the joy that I felt from the friendships and the communication and carry that with me.  I take the disappointments and the discouragements and learn something valuable from them.  And then I  move forward!  With age comes wisdom and boy I should be one wise cookie!! 

"Oh , what  a wicked web we weave, when first we practice to deceive."  I guess that all of us are guilty of deception at one time or another in our lives, but are there people out there ( on this site even) who have crafted deceiving others into an art form?  Do they realize that there are social networks within this BDSM community and that sometimes, during a discussion among others, they might inadvertantly be mentioned by more than one who know them in perhaps different personas but know them none the less.  Seems like forthrightness might be the better avenue to follow, but then I suppose to some the game is the fun part.  Since trust is such a vital part of this dynamic called D/s, I would think that once someone is recognized as a deceiver, their number is up with the ones who have recognized their deception.  I suppose it doesn't bother them much.... they just move on to others and continue their game.