Reflections – Part Deux

There is a lot of  what I have learned that is better stated if separated into two parts – what I observe and what I personally experience. This part will delve into my personal journey.

I have never had a problem sharing myself so publicly with others because it is how I educated myself, from reading the personal experiences of others.  If you look at the links on this blog, I have shared those resources with you.  I am not afraid of judgement, I expect it.  It is ridiculous to think that you are not judged nor that you don’t personally have judgements.   It is what makes God omnipotent and humans, fallible.

It would be a lie if I said that I have had my own metamorphosis. The length of my hair was the only profound symbol I needed, to illustrate how much I had grown. 2 years ago, I was training to be a slave to someone who I knew, would never be all mine.   My head was shaved and I patiently and willingly gave of myself, as much as I humanly could.  One day, I realized this was not my path and my hair began to grow.    The growth of my hair (it is now shoulder-length) is a rebirth.   I am a 40 year old woman who has the same hair style as I did when I was 20.

There is nothing to regret.  I savor all of the experiences I had – as a mistress, a slave, a lover.   The Beatles said it best in their song, “Long and Winding Road” – The long and winding road that leads to your door will never disappear, I’ve seen that road before.

Neurally yours ,

the lost and found xo