The Goddess is my DOM

This pandemic and heightened state of racial awareness has caused me to reach deep deep inside…

I brag I found some really good shit.

I brag stillness. I mean the kind of stillness that dares you to move. I get turned on by that.

I brag overwhelm and deep connection like never ever as in the history of ever before between me and the Divine.

I brag the ride is fast-paced and feels like a derailed rollercoaster. It makes me dizzy. She says, “I dare you to let go.”

I brag she speaks loudly, simply, and with a clarity that makes it impossible for EVEN ME to ignore.

•Yes.

•No.

•More.

•HELL NO!

•Yes, you.

•Stop.

•Let go.

•Rest.

•Go now.

•Pause.

I brag I am resistant and unsure and more certain than ever before simultaneously.

I brag the Divine is rude with me. I mean she yells.

• She’s relentless.
• She’s annoying.
• She really likes making me uncomfortable.

She dares me… not like some 5th grade bully but like a deity staring me down and demanding I show her what I’m made of. She demands to see the god in me. NOW!

She makes me sweat.

She watches me cry and beg for mercy. Then she says nonchalantly “thank you… now go to work.”

She’s into bdsm. She’s actually a MASTER.

I’m certain she loves knowing that I’m writing, this minute, publicly, about the longstanding affair we are having. She insists that I go public about us.

Damn her.

She likes that I play hard-to-get even when I like being scared… ok, I’m into bdsm too.

She really likes to fuck with me.

She won’t let me see her.

When I need her to show me the way, she makes me wait for it. She just keeps me wanting… still… waiting.

She sends me people to help me. Not just people… she sends me demigods to support my mission and usher me along… although she doesn’t exactly tell me what my fucking mission is. Breadcrumbs. That’s what I get. That’s all.

Ok… I do like it. I’m twisted.

Fuck her! …not really.

I like that she’s giving me so much attention. I would like to thank her for sending me Ron, Teryn, Aundrea, Mercedes, Briana, Joanne, Roslyn, Karen, Kevin, Alban, Ninna, Abisola, Amber, Leah, Antonette, Kmur, Heather and countless others.

I appreciate how she takes breaks from pushing me way beyond my comfort zone and frazzled edges for momentary rest.

And then, again, the ride begins.

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