Transition

Most recently time has not been my friend. My life is in transition and there are several aspects that require my attention and so my opportunity to play has been severely limited. My Beloved and I seem to be running around from one job to the next and when we are together the rope winds up forgotten sitting in the closet. I think that things will soon begin to level out and I will have more time to indulge in my passions rather than the mundane.

Rope

I like rope. I really like rope. I work with rope and I play with rope. For me, it's not the typical vision some have of a skeevey guy tying a woman up and beating the shit out of her. Granted that has its appeal for many, but for me it's about the sensory nature of the experience and the trust that two people place in one another. Tying a woman up is technical, artistic and sensual all at once. I like to think that describes me as well. The feel of the rope and skin as I wrap her body, making sure there is the right amount of tension in the line but not so much that it causes harm.

Awakening

When gentlemen of a certain age discover who they really are and begin to act on those discoveries, we are labeled by society at large as undergoing a “mid life crisis”. In reality, it isn't a crisis. It's an awakening. For me, that awakening began three years ago, and has led me here. This blog is an expression of one facet of that discovery process.