Posted by: kajiradreams | May 29, 2011

Twin Souls

Yang is the initiating impulse, which divides and delineates; yin is the responsive impulse, which nurtures and reunites.

Without yang nothing would come into being; without yin all that comes into being would die.

yang is mental activity in its forceful aspect, yin the imaginative and poetic, exalting the merely mental to the beautiful.

yang goes ahead with things, yin contains things within herself and knows their nature without effort.

yang does, yin is.

Yang in his givingness bestows the gifts; yin in her being receives, preserves, enhances, and redistributes them.

Yang constructs, yin instructs; yang implements, yin complements; yang is strength, yin endurance; yang is knowledge, yin the mystery that reveals itself and becomes knowledge.

yang is the discoverer, yin lures toward greater discovery.

Yang is the self-developer, inspired by yin, the self dedicator, for her development and his dedication.

Yang is the lover, and yin is therefore beloved; yin is the beloved and the source of love.

Yang is will and yin is wisdom, and one without the other is neither, and together they are joy.

Yang is as the day, turning into night, and yin the night preceding the day; the one is the force that drives the waves of the ocean forward, the other the force that draws them back so that they may go forward again.”
“Twin Souls,” by Patricia Joudry and Maurie

twinsouls

D. Pressman

Posted by: kajiradreams | April 29, 2011

Breaking

Master said it would happen Sunday.
I knew it would happen while the boys were away and we were alone. I wanted this and needed this as much as Master did, yet knowing that did not stop the sick, taut, gnawing feeling   in the pit of my stomach being there from the moment of waking though. That didn’t go till Master said “it’s time” mid afternoon.

How is it possible to feel calm yet so damn nervous and flighty at the same time?
Like two conflicting emotions competing inside me for dominance. My body was nervous and flighty, yet my head calm and accepting?

Master took his time and great pains to ensure I was fully restrained for our safety. We knew at some point I would try to fight back and he did not want to inadvertently hurt me with a misplaced blow or for me to hurt him by kicking out. Read More…

Posted by: kajiradreams | February 7, 2011

The Title “Master”

A rendering of the dina mark, sometimes called...

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Some people take offence that I do not call any male who identifies as gorean “Master”.

I can understand this – it is the culturally accepted title for any free man. It is a tool to remind any kajira of her station and that she is slave, regardless of who is addressing her or who she serves.

A lot of kajira it seems don’t have issue with this and use the “my Master” title as the delineation between free men who do not own her and her own Master.  I could even cope with that myself.

However…. Read More…

Posted by: kajiradreams | February 5, 2011

Insecure

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Lately I have been feeling very insecure. Some would say its silly, after two years – look at the changes that have occurred - look at what and who you were to who you are now.   Read More…

Posted by: kajiradreams | February 4, 2011

Sometimes its the little things that you hold dear…

Date: Wed, 27 Jan 2010 13:10:45 -0800
From: aeros.wraithe@yahoo.com
Subject: My pet ;D
To: dreamcatcher123@hotmail.com

My lovepet,
you are always a part of me. Every breath I breathe a part of wht I breathe in is you. When my eyes are closed only you are there awaiting me in that quiet moment. Always moments throughout the day I see you near. Never far away but always close to my side. Aye, you are always near as you are settled in my heart and nestled within my soul. Never again can we be alone in this lifetime for we have each other. I love you and shall never give up on you. For I shall not, will not, cannot. For I am complete and whole only with you as mine.
Love and thoughts,
Master Daniel

sometimes its the little things that you hold dear……..

This is an old email I found

Posted by: kajiradreams | February 4, 2011

What Lies mean to me

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I have a huge hatred of lies.

I always have. I suppose I always will have.  I cannot lie – its seen in my face clearly.

This is my rant. I have been lied to more times over the years by people I love or loved…. I sometimes wish I wasn’t so trusting. I have been hurt by their lies more from watching the attempt at cover up than by what would be the truth.

It destroys my faith, little by little and has me sometimes to the point that I cannot see why I want to carry on – what I have to live for when the people I have faith and trust in hurt me. Read More…

Posted by: kajiradreams | January 11, 2011

I WISH

Freeform essay, must include these words:

Assassin, service, passion, tears, pain, happiness, peace, torment, collar, worship, love kajira, Owner, slavery Read More…

Posted by: kajiradreams | December 31, 2010

Happy 2011

There are different wells within your heart.
Some fill with each good rain,
Others are far too deep for that.

In one well
You have just a few precious cups of water,
That “love” is literally something of yourself,
It can grow as slow as a diamond
If it is lost.
Your love
Should never be offered to the mouth of a stranger,
Only to someone
Who has the valor and daring
To cut pieces of their soul off with a knife
Then weave them into a blanket to protect you.
- Paulo Cohelo
Posted by: kajiradreams | December 22, 2010

Christmas

Master found out his passport had been stolen yesterday afternoon.  He is supposed to be flying today to be home with his family for Christmas.

Now he cannot fly.

Two boys mean the show must go on.

For me, Christmas is cancelled.

Posted by: kajiradreams | December 19, 2010

Marriage

I could call this post “Why marriage is a touchy subject”, but it isn’t altogether off bounds… or “Top ten subjects to avoid”, but then it isn’t always avoided. The more I think about it, the more the title of “I don’t know what the hell to think” appeals more and more.
Can you tell I feel mixed up yet?
Good.
I don’t have to explain the jumbled thoughts then.

A long while ago now, Master first said that we would get married. A few months ago, I think more as formality and romanticism, he ‘asked’ me to. He said at the time he will ask me again, in front of the boys more formally.

The divorce from ex is final now as of 14th October 2010. The access arrangements for children is sorted. The only thing left in court is the seperation of finances. Worst case senario I don’t want to contemplate, but average, I expect it to be finished by the end of April all things considered. I suppose it all depends on how much of an arse he intends to be. Read More…

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