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Dear Heart,

I am exploring much new within of late.  It is a blindfold quest, guided only by the light from within and the heat of the touch that I dream through these pixelated waves on the screen.  Something new between the lines of you that sparks something new between my own, or old for could it be that bodies become irrelevant when pushed past their perceived limits as minds reach outside time?  But you didn't ask me to philosophize, now did you my dear Lawrence?  No, you did not.  What you asked is of self discovery and journey.  To dark places it has taken me, simple vacuums consisting of little more than space dust and star ligh.  To places long hidden and denied where pleasure and pain interlaced improperly within the very fabric becoming stitched of my being.  Unstitching, I am, and savoring the threads, yet never far from the fear of the reflections of memory within my mind.

Yours Truly,

"Crissy"

The submission I explore filters the colors of me into clear streams, which I then channel, like laser streams, into and through my day.

 Because I am learning to be more submissive, I am more comfortable in all of the shoes that I wear, at peace both serving and leading with the heart of a dominant, when that is what is best for the situation at hand.

 As I am learning to be more submissive, I am a better professional, my clients sensing that my willingness to serve them comes from a deeper place within my heart, and flows with a grace where before it did not. In it's natural energetic counterpoint, I am also a better negotiator, and establisher of boundaries. Having properly honed and channelled my submissiveness, I am free to step into leadership, unshackled by insecurity, more natural and graceful as well, in my dominance.

 I am a better mother, serving my son and seeing to the details of his nourishment, education, and needs free from impatience, thought of self, and distractedness. I am a better mother, allowing my authority naturally to evoke the submissiveness in my son, and understanding the necessity of his respect from within the looking glass, having had the peaceful experience of, with submissive heart, giving it.

 I am a better housekeeper, upon my knees to create a space of clean for all whom I love, using the energy of the nourishment the earth allows me to cleanse the floor beneath the holy others' feet; lovingly wiping clean the dishes from which my dear ones have eaten. I care for the health, nourishment, and comfort of all who enter my blessed home.

 I am a better housekeeper, woman warrior barring entry to anyone at the slightest indicative rumbling of my mother-bear, lioness protectress heart. There isn't a thing I wouldn't rise to do for the safety and well-being of my Dears. I keep the claws of my words sharp and ready at every window and door.

 My existence is an enhanced and broadened distillate, due to dominance and submission.