MoGa
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ORIGINAL: TranceTara Hi MoGa, Thanks for the topic. There were many times in the past, during a scene, in which I felt like laughing and consciously tried to control it for fear of offending my top. As a result, I focused more on stopping the laugh and did not focus on the sensation play. Then I learned to let it out. I remember one of the last scenes I did, a few years ago. She had placed candles on my back and if I overreacted to the caning by moving too much, I'd cause the wax to pour onto my skin, thus, I was causing myself much of the pain. lol And, I began to see the humour in it all for the scene was quite metaphorical for me. I have the choice on how I react to any given situation. If I resist and over-react, then I cause myself much pain. When she turned me over, the tears began flowing and I got the catharsis we both knew I needed. She would not allow me to go into the "la la subspace land". The minute I looked as though I were drifting off she'd bring me back; the minute I'd close my eyes to go into my own world, she'd request that I look at her. Then, after several minutes of sobbing I broke out into uncontrollable laughter. The more I laughed, the more pain she would inflict. lol I was laughing at how silly I must have looked. I was laughing at how attached I was to so many things in my life; my body, my ego, pleasure, pain. I saw how I had not let go of my mother, who had died a couple of years earlier. I was laughing at how I could not say, "OUCH! That hurts," because I was laughing so hard. lol And, it was a grand lesson for me, because nowadays, even on one of those "dark night of the soul" days, when I feel hope is lost, when my body is not doing as I wish and is in severe pain, I will burst out into laughter, not as avoidance, but as a form of self love. I can see a part of me is suffering and my 'higher self' comes in with such love and acceptance and laughs "with" me, not "at" me. When my judge comes in to berate me, the laughter short circuits her and gives me some respite. TT Tara, This is so beautifully written. Thank you so much for sharing your story. I suppose we all are responsible in some way to the amount of pain we accept. I didn't break my toe on purpose, or lose my sight on purpose, both have caused me great pain, but how we learn to live with it, is the important thing. It is nice to be reminded of that every now and then. <Hugs> MoGa
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