BitaTruble -> What's been lost? (4/17/2006 1:30:26 AM)
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As often happens, one thought leads to another and I feel compelled to start new threads. So, I think to myself, what have I truly lost or given up in order to be of service to Himself. Control? Well, I don't want it to begin with so it's no loss to give up something I don't want anyway. In fact, I'm quite grateful he wants it and knows what to do with it. Then I think about the word control. He decides who, what, where, when, why and how. Basic journalism type stuff. ;) No. I haven't given it up. It's more like donating an old couch to the Salvation Army. You just don't want it anymore, so give it to someone who can put it to good use. It's no loss though, that's for sure. Power? I've written about power before and how the source of that power is continual for me. It's not given in any event, it's taken but as it's constantly renewed within my being, I am never depleted of its energy. So I can't say that I've given up power either. It would be easier to say I've given away the sun. It's not something anyone can do. It will Super Nova and die a natural death in it's own time. I haven't given up time either because there are still 24 hours in a day. He does direct my time which is an aspect of the control, but he can't make there be 25 hours in a day no matter what desires or wishes he may have. I haven't given up strength, intellect, wit, love, experience, family, humor, personal responsibility, wisdom, honor, integrity, hope, dreams, ambition, passion, history, enthusiasm, compassion or life. I am not less but more because of our relationship. I have not even had to give up the darkness which I love so well. I was going to start this by saying that what I have lost is so overwhelmed by what I have gained as his slave and yet the more I think on it, the more I realize, I have truly lost only those things that I do not wish to have nor embrace. Fear, insecurity, jealousy. Things which make me better for being without them. I haven't even lost my freedom, because until I was bound by him, I had no clue as to what freedom truly meant. I lived so long in a cage of my own making that there never seemed another existence other than that which I had always known. One of the definitions of freedom is "the absence of slave status." By being his slave, I am no longer a slave. Labels, the inferior definitions of terms no longer apply. Well, perhaps one does. I'm one hell of a fortunate woman and I'm comfortable with that being all the definition required. I am his and I am owned and because of that, I am everything. So, on to a question. What, if anything, have you lost because of your submission or slavery? For Dominants, what do you believe your slave has given up or lost in order to serve you?
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