…not sheilds and thicker skins.

 

I thought a lot about this post…this first post in this new blog, this new beginning.  I spent a whole day deciding on a name and format and color, and many additional days understanding its reason for existing, how I would juggle or combine my worlds to increase my satisfaction with my life and how I’m living it, how I’m expending energy, how I’m duplicating tasks and thereby fragmenting myself a great deal more than necessary.  I’ve given a lot of time to thinking about what I should write about, what I should start with.  But ultimately a blog is not a blog without a post…and so today I commit my first thoughts to this new format, calling forth whatever may come from opening this very big door.

 

I thought, in the spirit of the way my dear and ever catalyzing  friend, Zeke quoted me on his blog recently on the topic of forgiveness, I thought I would include the conversation I had with him today that finally was the impetus of this first post. 🙂  However, the section of this blog post that is our conversation (and I’m prettttty sure he won’t mind my including it) is optional reading.  Skip it if reading other poeple’s conversations is annoying to you and head to the end where the rest of this post and summary resides.

 

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Ren: At this point I’m actually blending my RL, my SL (Second Life), my blogging, and my music, and my BDSM scene life…Fet life…all of it…together, developing a flowing connection between them all
and being as fully and authentically and completely me as I can in all of them.

 

Zeke: It is all coming together. I feel it.

 

Ren: The distinguishing lines are not just blurring…I’m intentionally removing them.

 

Zeke: I don’t know if you remember me saying something long ago.. something like,… we need to grow you a thicker skin 😛

 

Ren: smiles

 

Zeke: i dont remember the actual words

 

Ren: yes

 

Zeke: but i was thinking

 

Ren: we’ve both said that a few times

 

Zeke: this blurring and combining process, what that’s doing for you, i feel is building you into the you that you want to be. i feel that you (and me big time too) were lacking this

 

Ren: yes…the thicker skin comes from being more comfortable in my own skin/s

 

Zeke: yeah

 

Ren: you know…in a way, its more like having a more permeable skin than a thicker one, letting more flow through me freely rather than having to build thicker shields

 

Zeke: including letting bullets pass through one side and out the other

 

Ren: and also learning to roll, not take the hits

 

Zeke: i agree with that, redirection, yup

 

Ren: The distinguishing lines are not just blurring…I’m intentionally removing them.

 

Ren: like they can’t touch me because they can’t make impact (“they” being anyone that I let get to me or I perceive as  judging or threatening me); aggressive punches flow through instead of getting satisfaction, because I am making myself transparent and strong in that transparency.  I like that a lot better than “growing a thicker skin.”  That resonates with me MUCH better.

 

Zeke: One thing that i used to tell (a prior sub), and i don’t know if i told you, (i think i may have), and we touch on it when we talk about submissive strength, but i feel like reiterating it: We are helping each other realize our strengths and just how strong we are.

 

Ren: Absolutely…hehe I think we both feel like we are contributing to helping each other become a stronger dom/submissive, respectively

 

Zeke: i agree. I like this revelation of yours. Strength in transparency and permeability, not shields

 

Ren: ok that is worthy of a blog post

 

Zeke: yes!

 

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Blogging resumes here:

 

hehe…just felt like writing that.

 

Where was I?  Ah yes…well maybe in this post I should introduce myself briefly just hitting on the high points:  that I am a musician, a submissive, a resident in Second Life, a local BDSM scene participant, married to my dominant that I met in the local BDSM scene in 2000, who is also a blogger and SLer and musician.   He goes by names like KwaiSpock in Second Life, Quai Disciplines in WordPress.  And then there’s Awesome Guy. Awesome Guyis my guide to the present, my growth muse, my partner in D/s exploration, already one of the best friends I’ve ever been blessed to have in my life, and one of the two men that I’ve chosen to serve in every way I can offer and in every way they will accept from me.  Quai and Awesome Guy.   Thank you both for your quiet and continuous inspiration/faith/challenge/acceptance of my submission/offering of your dominance.

 

The idea of this blog is to bridge the me that I am in all these different communities, mend the fragments, connect the facets of my multiple lives.  I used to keep it all very seperate. My real life from my virtual life…and within those two relms, the different communities I belonged to, like BDSM, philanthropy, music.  I’m doing this for several reasons.  One is simply my own sanity.  I can’t and no longer want to live with so many parts hidden from one another.  There’s too little time, too much duplication, too much wasted energy.   When I greet my 50th Earth year, (Oct 2012) I want to see one whole and clear person, with a purpose and a plan.

 

With my mother’s death 5 years ago, and then her brothers and so on…there’s only a couple left in that generation.  I am becoming part of the “Elder” generation in both sides of my family. And I realize, other than one brother and a niece and her kids and my step-daughter who is an adult–20 this year–who am I trying to impress?   And they already know I’m a kinkster and make music; well they do if they were paying attention.  And they have their lives and I have mine.  Viva la difference!  And the rest of my family…well..either I don’t care or I realize  they judged me as useless and confused a long long time ago so I’ve got nothing to lose there…so I still don’t care.  I’d love if some of them came out of the woodwork and said, “Wow Ren, didn’t know this about you…we have a lot in common…” or something like that but you know how that is.  Great if it happens, and not likely.  While I may make this blog accessible to them…would they read it?  At the same time, I’m trying to do it in a way that does protect those, such as friends and family that are not comfortable or simply don’t want to know this much about me.  I plan to do little if any censoring within these pages. Therefore I am very carefully placing them in categories that indicate erotic or otherwise controversial topics.  Hence my bit of warning poetry at the front door.

Another reason is my music.  As my music has become more and more authentically me, more and more of my erotic self and feelings about the D/s lifestyle are coming into out in it.  I finally decided one of my first CD’s needs to be a BDSM themed CD.  Once I made that decision, and in Second Life have continued in that direction also, binding my “sex alt” with my “main avatar” together by performing music in BDSM clubs, roleplaying as Freestar Tammas instead of the alt, etc, finally turning my live music themed island into an adult and D/s and bondage related island…while also seeking in that forum a greater immersion and understanding of D/s…I was already on the path in Second Life. Once I decided to make the music I do in my first life connected to BDSM, I realized there’s not much point in keeping them apart in SL either.  Blend…blend…blend….connect….connect…connect…

 

Now my husband blogs a spanker blog…blend…blend…connect….connect….

 

Soon I will open my bdsm island in SL where I also will play my music and ask guests musicians to join me…blend…blend…connect …connect…

 

Soon my first mp3s will be available for purchase….again…blend….blend….connect…connect…

 

I’ve always given my whole heart to principles I believe in, people I love, activities I enjoy.   If I look at you at all it will be with an intensity you are probably not used to.  And I’m curious…I will probably look. 🙂  When I get an idea I believe in I push through with it, no matter how many people tell me it’s a bad idea, an impractical idea.  I’ve gotten hurt easily because I am by nature very sincere, often pretty literal, and because I forget that most people don’t actually give a shit.  I always give a shit.  So it’s been said…by most that have seen me get hurt, including me, that I need a thicker skin to do the things I do, to pioneer, to be visionary.  Sometimes my coping mechanism, more often than not, in fact, has been anger.  It hurts so I roar.  It hurts so I object. It hurts so I beat the point into the ground (or into someone’s skull..heart….) and try to stop it from happening again.

 

It’s been said if I have a thicker skin…I won’t need to do that…I won’t feel it.  But deep down the idea of giving up feeling…was not right for me.   The idea of muting or reducing what I feel to survive…was not acceptable for me.  Even the idea of shielding myself so things roll or deflect off me was not working for me.  But openness…that comes naturally to me.  My motives are always clear for anyone that wants to bother to look at them.  My intentions are always right up front.  My opinions are always readily available, no need to make assumptions or read between the lines.   So what if I can take that further…and become so transparent, that instead of fighting or avoiding or standing up to, or sheilding against perceived and real attacks, that instead I let myself feel them, but not attach to the feelings…letting them and the impact flow through me, teaching me what they will, but not staying imbedded in my armor.

 

It reminds me of the drunk that falls down stairs.  They are so lose and relaxed they hardly get hurt.  Compared to someone that is tense, afraid of falling, and then breaks and strains and bruises all over from the same fall.  I want to be drunkenly open.  Hehe…sounds like a slutty party girl on an night out.  😀

 

Peace, love, respect and kinkiness,

 

Ren