Indulge my silliness, I saw my friends yesterday. I returned to my tribe yesterday. My soul was fed, and I overindulged in revisiting happy memories and imagining future adventures.
For those who's playbill may not include the first acts, Mistress Cassidy left Massachusetts about 9 months ago. I returned to Richmond, a place where I lived before and never wished to leave. The space with the highest concentration of the people I love. The location itself is insignificant to me although as settings go I like it well enough. Culture, art, and the comfort of familiarity. It's only flaws are that it is too far from the ocean, and it required more energy than reasonable to rebuild my business. It could be done. The BDSM community in general is strong. Those who would engage with a professional though are shy. They are understandably leery of a new domme in an area that has been without one of note for so long. There is much I love about Richmond, but the voluminous nature of my responsibilities dictates that I do not have the luxury of patience while rebuilding my business. In February I revisited my business plan. I looked at the projects I had underway with my partners.I sought the council of my accountant and of my business mentor. I did not ask the opinions of my friends in Richmond or Massachusetts. I knew what their opinions would be, and I knew that neither was on the table. Massachusetts for me has financial security and puts my safety at risk. Richmond has emotional support and financial devastation. Push the last of the chips all in, go closer to the ocean and to a larger potential client base. I am reminded every day and give thanks every evening that I made the right choice.
I love it here. My complex is beautiful, and secure. The vanilla things I require, a good library, museums, and an Asian market where I can access my unconventional culinary choices, are here in abundance. Asian markets, for those not in the know, are Whole Foods produce with WalMart price tags. If one sustains themself on bone broth & bee pollen, one should find an Asian market. Thank you for following me on this little side path, it isn't crucial to the story but nutrition is another of Mistress Cassidy's passions.
I love it here. My business is seeing amazing growth. Pacing how to expand, while maintaining balance between career & personal life, will require thought to navigate. Sometimes I am inclined to say a thing is tricky to navigate. Tricky is a fave word of Dahlia's, navigate is a fave of my own. Yet here, the navigation isn't tricky it just requires thoughtfulness. Intelligence, experience, and commitment, in the scene, in business and to my personal responsibilities; the people in my life bring these things in abundance. How blessed and fortunate am I.
About a week ago I was bemoaning to my top that I hadn't spoken to a person in real life who wasn't a clerk or a client since Dahlia headed back to New England a month ago. My clients are wonderful, interesting and engaging people. However, it would be completely inappropriate to share with them the funny thing that happened at the butterfly park the other day. Clerks in the south (among the many reasons I love living right here where the Mason-Dixon line bisects the nation) are so welcoming. It is completely appropriate to hold up a line to share the funny photo from the park. Yet completely inappropriate to ask the clerk of your Asian market if she thinks the short or long grain rice would be more uncomfortable to kneel on if one were trying to break a wiggly submissive of his wiggling tendencies. Go figure.
Yesterday I spent time with my tribe. Park day plans were made. The subtle difference between the definitions of gender fluid and gender non-conforming were thoughtfully debated. I could switch gears between sharing recipes that one can work chia seeds into, and the stories from my double with Mistress Lady X last week, smoothly and effortlessly. (Sidenote for the voyeurs in the room: I may share aforementioned stories on Fetlife once I verify consent. Watch for them.) My boi gave me my Christmas present. He cross-stitched this for me.
I saw my tribe yesterday. I affirmed that every single thing I need for my personal wellness and my professional success is right here. Easily accessible, and ready to be engaged.
Welcome to Paradise. Visits are by invitation only, and at my discretion. Your submission and servitude will determine how pleasurable your experience will be. Now on your knees so the festivities may begin.
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