Rise of the Phoenix

There are times in our lives when we ebb and flow. High times and low times just like the tides.

When younger and no cares in the world I had a rather impressive brood of young ladies. These amazing women needed something and found their way to me and we worked through what exactly their desires and needs were and how they wished to achieve these goals. And we began. And yes we did many of the things that are associated in the D/s world and the BDSM world as well. And we were a close and closed group of individuals. We strove for success in life, love, associations. And for the most part we all have.

One former sub is now a Domme in her own right with her own small brood. (we have lunch once every couple of weeks) We have two actresses that are performing in the Chicago theaters at this moment. I have a Librarian at a major university, I have a senior high school teacher and a university professor as well.

Pretty cool if you had ever seen them with collars only on washing the floors of my home on their hands and knees. Or kneeling patiently next to me while I read the paper. Or while we were in the playroom going through discipline or play or scenes they wished for.

And at times I miss those days.

Then something happens.

You make the right connections and you feel like you are back in the groove.

You deal with the petty shit and the drama llamas and get on with your life. You stand up for yourself when accusations suddenly out of no where surround you. You keep your honor in place. You provide advice when needed and you protect those who are not used to their surroundings. And you take no bullshit from anyone, no matter who or what they think they are.

I know who and what I am. I know what I've accomplished. I know where I am heading (for the most part) and I will survive and succeed no matter who tries to pull me down because they obviously don't know me.

Now on the upside of life. Job opportunities have suddenly come flooding in even with my health issues. I've met some rather incredible people in my real life and on this site. I have a new set of friends but dearly miss my old zity running buddies who have moved on.

I may no longer have a brood but I have met and been hanging out with some really amazing people. Police Officers, Firemen, EMTs, Medical types with nice jobs, Financial people with amazing insights and rather cute butts. (Hey I'm still me)

The very interesting thing about these folks is that they don't need to prove to anyone that they know things. They don't have to enter a conversation and take it over. They don't need to be the center of attention all the time. (well except after drinking a lot and we all get rather loud and opinionated.) They don't have to creep your facebook page and every profile to find something to criticize you about. They are just good people. And its a true honor to know them all.

In the past four months I've attended several fund raising events, the kind you really dress up for to impress. Problem for me is I don't need or want to impress anyone. I go for the free food and drinks and leave a check but a friend of mine likes me to attend with her. And through that friend I've met a lovely Librarian that thinks we hang out and aren't on dates (damn it). A Physician Assistant who has actually joined us here. I've encountered Latex girl, my part-time sub known here as Sally, and finally Zebra Butt (ZB) girl.

Yes I know you are scratching your head over that one.

I run 7 to 10 miles a day to fight aging and gravity. I've been running the same path of six or seven years now. And the past couple of years I run past the same people. And there is always one that I come up from behind on and pass on the path. She likes zebra striped running shorts, I like them too, but have never spoken to each other. So the other day I pulled up next to her and introduced myself and we ran together for awhile. Turns out she works at the firm that handles my finances and we know several people. And after a few days of running we have learned she is in a messy divorce with her husband, we love 80s hair band music, and she realized where she had seen me before because I was with her boss and she freaked out. I told her her words were safe with me. She was just being honest about work and there was nothing to be said to anyone else. (I lied and told her boss and we laughed because ZB is one of her best employees). I did confess to her that I loved to watch her butt when she ran and she confessed to trying to keep up with me to watch mine.. go figure.. and Monday she invited me to go with her to a Hair Metal cover band concert Saturday night.. and HELL YES i am going.

I have also made some new and becoming dear friends on Zity and they know who they are. I don't need to expand on that. But we are just people with a few kinks and likes and sometimes we enjoy the hell out of playing. A new Brood, hell yes, just maybe. I love being me.

I've rambled long enough here.

Just me letting my brain free after a good run.

Be Excellent Everyone and be Excellent to Each Other. "Wyld Stallyns"

Faith