A lot has gone on the past two and a half weeks that has had me look very depth within myself on just some of the most basic questions.
I can just imagine what some may think about me for not being able to answer so called easy questions but that shows me about them.
To me there really is no easy answers to even easy questions. One so question was why do I like rope?
Honestly I hadn't thought about it. I have only had one person tie me. So that easy question had me asking myself was it the fact that it was him that tied me and do I really like it. Could I let someone else tie me and still like it.
I honestly pondered this question for days and even though I still can not answer if I would let another tie me, I realized what I liked about rope.
I have been under the chains of family and their ideas of what I should be, their judgements of circumstances that have been in my life, their criticism for not having the same views of them. I have been shackled by the relationships that I allowed myself to stay in out of fear for what would happen if I left.
So to willing allow myself to be tied it's allowing myself to drop the bondage of the chains unfairly placed on me for the comfort of all my parts being bonded together, held tightly in beautiful art and my body and soul slowly gaining back it's power under the watchful caring eye of the one that I trusted enough to help me go to that place were I am free. Knowing that I can just be.
That's why I like rope.
