Intimacy
Mediation and hypnosis helps a lot when it comes to finding and fulfilling self-love and self-approval. It’s a beautiful feeling to transcend oneness and become part of the “nothingness” of energy that is absolutely defiant of words.
Words can never express how deeply and how madly I want to find and keep love… one that transcends sex and mortality. Last night I experienced an out-of-body experience that gave me new clarity. I sought, I knocked and asked, and now I am to receive. I am ready to receive (am I?).
It really would have been nice to have cuddled with someone last night. Nothing is more intimate (to me) than waking up next to a body of a cherished loved one. I want that. Today I am starting a personal dreambook of the kind of relationship I am manifesting. It’s sort of a personal convincer. My 3 simultaneous dream relationships involve: an equal Goddess lesbian relationship with a woman who is intellectually and stimulatingly on my level with the knowledge of hypnosis and NLP which can be brought into our bedroom; one who is mutually attracted to me on a physical, emotional, mental, and spiritual level. Relationship number two is with a submissive or slave girl who loves and adores me and lets me care for her and protect her – who responds to my hypnosis and NLP and craves my words, my touch, my love; who accepts punishments and longs for my rewards. And relationship number three is a strong slave boy who can balance the abilities to initiate loving acts of giving (without me asking), respond and act diligently and lovingly to any commands given, and loves my need to be bossy and when necessary, readily agrees to be personally humiliated for my personal amusement.
All three relationships are ones I want to have at the very same time. That is my dream family. My lesbian Goddess and I will equally share our two slaves (one boy, one girl). That is the blueprint of my energy… it’s laid out and waiting for me. The webs are beginning to form. It’s happening.
In the meantime, I really just want to find a cuddle partner. I miss having someone to hug.
Love
Isabella
xoxooxxo
June 20, 2008 at 3:10 am
Goddess, you know that any of us would say whatever we thought we had to in order for you to find that special sense of worth and joy that a simple cuddle can bring. But in the end, they’re just words.
My wife died last year, and the one thing I hold on to most dearly is the fact that I held her, and she held me, and we had a wonderful morning. None one knew it would be her last. I miss her as fiercely as the drowning man misses air.
I wish you all the love your spirit can hold. More than that, I wish you someone who can hold all the love your spirit can provide.
dc