I had a friend pass away recently. It was one of those things that came as a bit of a shock. Left me not quite sure how to feel, and I found some heavy thoughts floating through. He was the same age as me, and I couldn’t help but reflect on my own life. If I were to die right now, how would I feel about it?
Life is precious. It’s a gift, every moment of it. An opportunity to step out and live, to be, fully and unapologetically. I want to live without regrets, able to look back upon my life and know that I have lived, that I have dared to reach into the depths and embrace all of who I am. On every front. I want my life to be one that’s been lived to the fullest. No regrets, no aspect of myself that I have left unexplored. For any reason.
In looking back, I can see that I’ve spent long spaces of my life holding back. I held back and hid because of fear, because of the expectation of judgment, because of how I thought I should act, or what I thought I shouldn’t do. I feel like this is something we all do to some degree, many of us spending years or even decades hiding and playing it safe, doing the “oughts” and “shoulds”, keeping those juicy little parts of ourselves in the dark, sometimes until it’s too late.
In a way, these thoughts brought me to a liberating space. Life is too short to let any fears or any judgments get in the way of living. At the same time, while we’re still alive, it’s never too late. At any moment, we can let go of fear and step into those exciting spaces that beg to be experienced, into all those fantasies that call for our attention and wait for us to live them out. Nothing can hold any of us back but ourselves. The time is now, and it’s the only time we have.
While all of these thoughts were swirling around in the back of my mind, I ran across a beautiful article in the Huffington post. Read it here.
This is the inspiring account of a sixty-year old dominatrix, shown fully in her power and glory. Magnificent, sensual, and gorgeous. Living her fantasies and sharing them with the world. I don’t think anyone who looks at her would say that she’s too old to live out her mistress. She’s stunning, and age is irrelevant. Her beauty comes from the full embrace of her power, no apologies, and no holding back. It comes through with a sense of joy and vibrancy, a sense of full aliveness that makes age a non-issue. This shows me what is possible for me, and for each of us.
My takeaway is that it’s never too late to indulge all of those secret fantasies that float through our minds. While we’re still alive, the world is our oyster. This is the message that’s dropping in for me at the moment, and one that I’d like to share with each of you. If you have a dom inside that’s been hiding out all these years, the time is now. If there’s a mistress that whispers from the back of your mind, flitting juicy little thoughts of sensual play through in those uncensored moments, let her out. There’s a whole world of sexuality and sensation, power and surrender, a rich and vibrant aspect of life and relating that heals, awakens, and empowers each of us if we allow it to enter our lives.
As I look out, I see the sun shining brightly, feel the wind on my face, hear the leaves rustling. The world feels rich and full of life. And I feel a juicy little rumbling inside. My inner mistress wants to come out and play. And I’m going to let her.