Manga on my Walls

I've been looking at art mediums and the different ways in which they are used. I am looking for a medium, or combination thereof, that will inspire me. Inspire, in this case, translates to "enable me to see myself transferring the realities in my head, using these media, with acceptable likeness." Perhaps I will create a gigantic drawing of a Manga girl on my wall... that would be so disquieting! Walking by her all the time...

I went for my first bike ride of the season today. Took on some roads and a bumpy trail, and then sped down a couple grassy hills, the latter two being exactly what my mountain bike was made for. I could feel it in the way the machine responded to the terrain... amazing, fitting, fast.

NaNoWriMo organizers are doing another awesome event - Script Frenzy, scheduled for this April. Their Script Frenzy swag is fabulous! I hope to collaborate with Sky on a script, or perhaps practice my Goddess organizational skills by writing my own smut.

All of this is to say that I am currently mastering myself. I have no intention of giving another the gift of being their Master, or even their Guide. I believe the decision to be one's Master is connected with love and the Universe - and so it truly is a gift, even if the undertaking itself is more of a journey or rite of passage. The decision must stem from a space infinitely wise and calm. This conflicts, in my mind, with my passionate desires to inflict pain and command obedience. How can I, while burning up so with pleasure, remain calm? I can, of course, and I have... but is it worth it? (Yes. It is. I feel, however, that there is a missing piece to the puzzle here...)

I am, and always will be, Goddess. I am a kinkster, fetishist, lover of play, one to be worshipped, and many other wonderful, burning-hot boxes, labels and ambiguities. I do intend to master and guide others - to caress their souls; but I am taking myself on the path first, and others can follow suit.