My feelings for Master sometimes come in waves. Very often I feel this incredibly powerful feeling in every fiber of my being. It is a strong feeling of….

love, admiration, desire, worship, longing, respect,

such a list of things, it’s hard to describe. It is a feeling beyond words. Have you ever felt that floating on air feeling of being in love? That’s a part of it. So how is this different than the wild infatuation that people often feel for each other?

First of all, we have been together for a couple of years. Lovey-dovey infatuation is more fleeting than that. This makes me think that this wave of feelings is something else. Also, this wave of feeling is deeper. It reaches into my heart and beyond. It reaches into my soul. What does it do there? It just exists. It just IS because it is simply meant to BE. Our connection is as natural as the connection between parent and child or between siblings. It just is.

And, I must say, the connection sometimes is much quieter. Sometimes it is not a wave of intense emotion, but more a steady underlying hum, like the purr of an automobile engine. It’s not that I hear it, but it is there, a constant in the background of my life, a reminder of the relationship we have and the commitment we share.

I was away this weekend at a conference. That explains why I didn’t post yesterday. I intend to make up for that with two posts today. Anyway, I stayed in a hotel room with a colleague. My colleague left early today so I had the room to myself this morning. What did I do? I walked around NAKED!

Partly I walked around naked because, of course, I took a shower, then I needed to get dressed. I was able to wonder around the room and do what I needed to do without worrying about anyone else seeing me. I’m wondering if I have a little nudist in me. I enjoyed it immensely. Someday, when Master and I live together, just the two of us, I look forward to being able to walk around our home naked. I think Master looks forward to it as well. At least I certainly hope so.

Master asked if I had my own bed room with this one. Unfortunately, I did not, but next weekend I have another conference, and for this one I will not have a roommate. I am really looking forward to that. What things could Master have planned for me? I am very excited to find out. That man can do things with his voice alone….

Master, I await your commands.

As some of you know, I have lost a lot of weight in the last few years. One of the things I did to help me with that was to write down everything I ate and the time that I ate it. I did this partially to help me keep track of how much of what type of food I was eating. Had I had enough protein? Enough fruit? Or was I done with that type of food for the day. I could also see approximately how long it had been since I’d last eaten. I could tell myself, “Look how much you ate just an hour ago. You really don’t need anything else right now.”

I used to keep a little notebook with me and write as I ate. Recently, I seemed to keep forgetting the notebook at home. But in the evening I write down what I ate and the approximate times. My question is this, do I still need the notebook? Do I still need to write things down? I seem to be able to remember what I ate. I don’t seem to have trouble remembering what I ate and keeping a balance of the right foods. Do I need the tool of writing it down? Or is this the first step toward pulling away from the healthy lifestyle that I have established? Is it the start of backsliding?

I discussed this with Master. He felt that it would be the beginning of backsliding.

So the answer is, I keep writing it down. Why? #1 It’s what pleases Master. #2 It’s what’s best for me. Excuse me, but I have to go out and buy some more little notebooks....

A few months ago, I had to create a password. I won’t tell you the reason I needed it, and I certainly won’t tell you what it is, but I will tell you a little bit about it.

The first rule of a good password is that it is something that is not easily guessed. Something with a variety of characters is good. I have found the perfect password for me.

It is one that refers to my Master and I. Every day as I type it in, I am reminded. I am reminded of who I am and what my station in life is. I am reminded of the relationship that Master and I have. I am reminded of U/us.

I also imagine Master’s smile. I told him about the password, and as I expected, he approved.

So every day, I start out thinking about U/us and a smile from my Master’s face.

This week is Banned Book Week. Banned Book Week is sponsored by the American Library Association, and its aim is to call attention to the problem of books being challenged and/or banned.

There is a lot of information at the following website:

http://www.ala.org/ala/oif/bannedbooksweek/bannedbooksweek.htm

The reasons for banning a book vary. They include sexual content, violence, profanity, religious grounds, and the ever popular age inappropriate. Some, with titles like The New Joy of Gay Sex, I understand. At least, I understand that that may be inappropriate in a school setting. But many of the challenged books are classics, taught in schools every day. Some are children’s stories. I guess someone can find something objectionable in anything.

But what are the consequences of banning a book? Libraries and schools will be afraid to buy, and writers will be afraid to write. The net result will be a watering down of the material available to readers. That is sad.

May I suggest you visit

http://www.ala.org/ala/oif/bannedbooksweek/bannedbooksweek.htm

Look through the list of banned books. Find one that sounds interesting and enjoy!