He walks me from room to room, pointing out notable features: the old stained wood trim, the choice of paint, the style of furniture, the varying music to set the mood.
Stay here for a while, he says.
Settle in for a while.
See how it feels.
They're not fun house rooms.
They're not sample rooms in a furniture store.
We don't encounter them on one of those fancy house tours.
The rooms are inside me.
They are different parts of me.
One is marked poet.
One is marked whore.
There's a big one called submissive.
And then there's Daddy's little girl.
That one is locked for now.
Today we're in the room behind the door marked slave.
He tells me to explore.
See how it feels.
Get used to being here.
Don't worry about the word.
Don't worry about how the word makes you feel.
Don't get locked into the box a word can create.
It could make you other than what you are.
Together we will explore what you are.
We will polish what you are.
We will free what you are.
Because you are all these things and more.
“Every block of stone has a statue inside it and it is the task of the sculptor to discover it.”
~ Michelangelo
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i quite liked this...the rooms analogy. thank you for sharing.
I had though of that Michaelangelo quote when you spoke a few days ago about your Master not making something out of you you're not, but instead freeing you to be exactly what you already are. I think it is perfect analogy to what a good Master does to their slave - chips away all the excess bits until only their pure essence is left.
Michelle
and I... am looking forward to hearing what you find within these rooms within yourself.
swan
Very nice post. What do you think is the difference between the rooms marked "slave" and "submissive" and "Daddy's Little Girl"? Are they related, and how?
And I'm curious, why is DLG locked for now?
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