8/18/2015 7:00:12 PM: Timepiece or watch? I’m often surrounded by clones, the daywalkers clamoring for recognition, distinction, or attention in their vanilla world. As they change directions with each new wind, I find peace in my foundation.A timepiece is part of my foundation. Like an obedient submissive little, it gently grasps my wrist throughout the day. Always in view at my side as I’ve grasped hundreds of podiums. It’s kept me on time while I’ve conducted thousands of meetings, signaling to me in such a reliable manner the need to be punctual.I have always thought of it as a submissive. Nothing electronic, it needs my motion to keep it wound. During leisure time, I carefully put her into an elegant watch winder. The gentle pendulum motion keeps her powered in my absence. My timepiece has many parallels to the submissive I seek.Apple Watch? Its not for me. A battery powered nagging gadget. No soul, no silent obedience. Simply an extension of a cell phone, lit up on a wrist. Dead by 5 PM,  I’d compare it to a hedonistic domme, certainly nothing I desire. A distraction for a clone. A flash in the pan. A shiny new toy.I received my first timepiece in college from my Grandfather. As a young sailor, I had no idea what an imprint an Omega Seamaster would leave on me. While it no longer serves me, it set the bar.As I aged and my business life matured, I craved a timepiece with weight.I sought a smooth sweep. Impeccably accurate, silent, Swiss made, understated, durable, submissive to me, adding to me.I acquired it the day I bought my first company almost 16 years ago. I waited until the time was right, I knew exactly what I wanted. There is no replacement.Similar to a gracefully trained submissive, it adds to me. It depends on me, I depend on her. I guard her, value her, protect her. I do not show her off, she is understated, always at my side, always in my sight. Always ready to serve. She’ll gently be grasping my wrist, throughout my life. There is no replacement. In two years, the clones will be trading for a newer version of the Apple Watch. I’ll still be conducting business with my foundation on my wrist.My unreplaceable-submissive-timepiece at my side. Always reminding me of what I seek in my life. When I find her I’ll know without a doubt, she is the one.

4/12/2015 12:56:11 PM: EquilibriumI have always believed greater success is found in what you stop doing, versus what you start doing.While mentoring a submissive, I told her that in reality its so much easier to stop something then start something. Is remind her that only inside her busy busy submissive brain, its easy to convince herself what she needs to start doing.To things like “I’m going to start working out to lose weight”. I say  “Not likely”.You gain weight through that hole in your head. You work out to get fit, and into shape.You stop eating bad food to lose weight.So, stop something to reach your goal. And so she did. Although I no longer mentor her, she recently sent me a photo, proving the weight is still off. Which was her goal. Congratulations by the way, I am very proud of you.Now she stopped watching TV, bought a FITBIT and gym membership with her former Cable TV bill expenditures.It takes discipline to keep her inline. Her recently attained Dom does that for her with a walnut paddle.Which is normally my favorite part of coaching, but I digress.I've mentored many. I often wonder, why do so many people set themselves up for failure?Once failure arrives, the need to blame others for their lot in life is typically the next step. Then the cycle continues.My view on things; Success in things you “start”, is found in what you “stop”. So what if its hard? Eternal struggle is a reminder that we are alive.Instead of wasting time and energy on little games in your head, create some realistic goals.There is nothing wrong with starting something, but you need to have equilibrium! Imagine your life has a fulcrum. Your happiness, or ability to reach goals pivots between what you start and stop. I compare it to weight, and “things” you start are heavy. Almost twice as heavy as things you stop. So, before you  start something, remember to stop two things.For everything you start, stop 2 things.I'd love to hear your views on this topic.

1/8/2015 5:21:58 PM: Spontaneous? Absolutely not. A well planned scene involves rehearsal, boundaries, negotiation, communication, leadership, intuition, knowledge, rest, clarity, time...Focus is a fragile thing. It needs to be guarded, protected and intact. Its easily lost without a plan.Random outcomes are for tourists. There is nothing wrong with dabbling, experimenting, talking...'wanna be' things when you are on vacation. Predictable outcomes are what I require.A submissive I recently bound, spanked & balanced suggested I journaled what I told her; 'This is sky diving , you will be strapped to me throughout the duration of this scene. You are in capable hands, and this is an incredibly exhilarating activity. Just like jumping out of an airplane, you need to be rehearsed, with a plan, with a backup plan, let me lead... because you will be in NO condition to think your way through any type of spontaneous moments.'If I have you for a five hour scene, it means you've been trained by me for 100. The last thing you get to do, is drop your panties to lay across my lap. My way doesn't work for you? No problem, there are about 200,000 posers out there looking to waste your time.Remember,everything we put into our plan determines everything we get out of our scene. Its an amazing dance, the energy is intoxicating. Platonic or not...I'd love to hear what you think? What have you experienced?

12/22/2014 5:42:09 PM: Everything you want, is on the other side of fear.  Everything.While I cannot imagine a life, without exploration of new boundaries. I do understand consequences. The price you pay to live as who you truly are versus the price you pay to live a lie. Hmmm...Test the gray areas. Learn how to compromise & dabble in a safe way.  Set some rules, keep your head. Know you can stick to the plan.Then come find me. 

8/17/2014 2:41:25 PM: Labels are for cans of food. The kink community is quite an eclectic mix of characters, all are real though. No place for labels hers.Compare this community to a community like, Facebook. People generating their own celebrity status, one dismal update at a time. I rarely wonder how much 'updating' is for real, but I often wonder what lies beneath the need to self gratify on the walls of distant acquaintances, people that are not invested in...in-between updates.Tributes to Robin Williams, politics, racism, animals, sunsets. Who is this for? Maybe this the place for labels? Clearly, Facebook is a harmless leisure activity. Updates are censored by the community of 'friends' that must endure the endless gush of glass wealth. Looking inward, I wonder how many social pages people in the kink community keep?The 'vanilla' Facebook. A foundation of real with a pile of fiction. . Hmm this is a lil more real. Leaving plenty of room for fiction.Collarspace...very real, inside the zoo, looking out at all the tourists peering in through the bars.What am I missing? LinkedIn? Any others?