I think first you have to define “submission”, and I haven't really been able to do that yet. The dictionary says,
an act of submitting to the authority or control of another
to yield oneself to the authority or will of another
I view myself as a servant to the Universe. Individuals come and go, and I do my best to serve them in the ways that I can, but I chaff when I feel someone is taking advantage...
So where does that leave the answer? On a day-to-day I live to serve...it's just not necessarily a PERSON whom I am yielding to.
Is your submission, your slavery or your dominance something which gets limited exposure?
I don't think it's limited...I don't go around with an obvious collar around my neck. At the same time, we host gatherings for kinky groups, and they are aware of my submissive stance.
Is it an all-consuming passion which is manifested in everything that you do and in every thought that you have? Does it influence and govern your actions and thoughts at all times and provide you with an enduring goal in your life?
I would not say that my submission governs EVERYTHING...and I certainly don't feel like I have an enduring goal in life beyond the general “make the world a better place”...
Is it something that you can turn on at will and specific only to certain activities in your life?
*laughs* No. If it were, I so would have been able to create a convincing Domme and had a sissy maid cleaning my house for the last six months! As it is, I am too consumed with trying to help, to carry my weight, to work along side someone rather than accept service. And I am not comfortable asking for service.
When you think of yourself how do you describe your involvement in BDSM; is it a 24/7 orientation or one which you choose when and where it will be visible?
I am not in a BDSM relationship; that is not where my submission lies. I do live a 24/7 life of service to those around me, and occasionally I am asked to submit to something in lines with the BDSM world, and in those cases, I submit as a service to my partner. Because I don't “crackle in subspace” and merely endure the BDSM play, I've been accused of not being submissive. *shrug*
If someday all orientations of this sort were rejected by society and you could no longer celebrate who you are ... who would you be?
I don't think much would change, honestly. Before I knew any of the language of D/s, I was submissive to the need to help others. I have always used my talents and skills to help...whether it was in arguing for improvements in student housing, pursued elected officials on votes to make communities environmentally safer, or argued with authorities to get poor kids into Medicaid programs...I have always bent my life to the service of others. It doesn't matter if I wear a collar or have a the label of “submissive”...I would continue to be a mother, a wife, a domestic servant, a community servant, etc.
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