All journeys have secret destinations of which the traveler is unaware. ~Martin Buber
Author’s Note: I’ve noticed a slight uptick in my blog traffic recently, specifically on this page, which was first written back in…2009? A lot’s changed since then. Where I blogged changed, a couple of times, and my life – the life I led in this blog – drastically changed upon the unexpected death of my kink-and-life partner, Wooddemon, almost seven years ago, now. I’m not going into the details of all that and what’s happened since, but you’ll probably glean some of it if you keep reading my new posts. But if you do want a glimpse into the past – into my life and who I was, who all the important people in my life were and all the everything we got up to – feel free to read on here.
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This is about my own “secret journey”. The journey I am on to discover the hidden parts of myself, the parts I might be afraid to let the world see, but that I feel a compulsion to explore.
I am what you see here…and yet so much more. These are just pieces of me, of who I am and what I do.
This journal has a specific topic. It’s not random daily thoughts about life, but about my life as a sexual being. I have another space to talk about my kids, my viewpoint on that news story, my work life, my hobbies and plans and all the other minutia that goes with being a human being (find that space at http://apolylife.wordpress.com.) Here I want to talk about sex. Sex and love and relationships and BDSM and kink. And okay, the occasional post about the daily stuff might get in there too. Otherwise you might start to think I’m making all this other stuff up.
I’m a pretty kinky girl. That’s what most of this will be about. My adventures as a bi/poly/kinky woman involved with two exceptional men…one with whom I live (aka Ad or the SO), the other with whom I play (aka W, or the Mean Guy), although “play” is perhaps too casual a term for what the Mean Guy and I do, and I oftentimes play with Ad as well. Yeah, a lot of overlap, a lot of boundaries that aren’t really boundaries after all, continually evolving as our relationships do.
It’s a beautiful, mysterious journey.
To start at the beginning, go here: First Post.