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Posted:Mar 22, 2017 6:54 am
Last Updated:Mar 22, 2017 1:18 pm

I have always liked my people a bit damaged. A bit rough around the edges. A bit difficult to stereotype. A bit stranger than the normal crowd. I like people whose eyes tell stories and whose smiles have fought through wars. If you’re perfect, chances are, we aren’t going to get on. If you’re one of the cool kids, chances are, you won’t like me. You see, what I want is authentic. What I want to see is your purity, I want to see the way you wear your scars, I want to see how brave you are with your vulnerability, how emotionally naked do you let the world see you. Your damage may not be beautiful, but it has made you exquisite. It makes you original, different - and one of my kind of people because people like you are the most incredible things about this world.

~Nikita Gill
Music and Playtime ...
Posted:Mar 21, 2017 6:44 am
Last Updated:Mar 21, 2017 7:28 am
Music and Playtime ...Whenever I meet my Dominant for a weekend of playtime He insists that I bring certain things with me to our encounter. Music is always on the list. I have very eclectic taste in music. I listen to everything and anything from Bob Dylan to Mazzy Star, to Bach and then to Anthrax and Iron Maiden. My parents were hippies and I grew up listening to great music as well. Getting back to the weekends with my Man, I always make a playlist for us using Spotify... (which I love) Lately, it’s been a lot of acoustic music, nothing to heavy. As to not distract Him from what he’s doing.

So if You had to make a list to play to, who would be on it ?

Here’s Just a Taste Of Mine…

1. Play - Stephen Fretwell
2. Look How Far We’ve Come – Dylan Le Blanc
3. Miracles – Jefferson Starship
4. Oh, Darlin' What Have I Done – The White Buffalo
5. That Glow -St. Paul and The Broken Bones
6. Since I’ve Been Lovin' You – Led Zeppelin
7. Can't You Hear Me Knockin' - Rolling Stones
8. How Can You Mend A Broken Heart – Al Green
9. This Bitter Earth – Dinah Washington
10. I’m Your Man -Leonard Cohen

This is just a taste of what I enjoy. The picture I chose is one I found a few years ago and never get a chance to use ...Hope You like it
How To: Have Sex In Public (5 Easy Tips)...
Posted:Mar 20, 2017 7:34 am
Last Updated:Mar 21, 2017 3:20 am
How To: Have Sex In Public (5 Easy Tips)...

If you’re looking to make your sex life a little more interesting, a public tryst could be just the thing to get your heart racing in all the right ways. Sure, it’s risky, but it’s also a lot fun if you know what you’re doing. Now, when I say “in public” I don’t necessarily mean a scenario like the one in the movie “Crank” where Amy Smart gets nailed in front of a bus full of Japanese tourists. Sure, that may sound fun, but it’s also a sure fire way to end up in jail…or on some random person’s Snapchat. If you’re looking to enjoy the thrill of a public romp without the need for bail money, these five tips could help.
1.Make a Plan
When it comes to great sex spontaneity is best, but if you’ve never done it in public before you’ll be far better off if you come up with a plan ahead of time. This will help you relax and not spend the entire time looking around to see who’s coming (ha, see what I did there?). If you’re not sure how to start, try asking experienced couples for advice. Before my first public adventure I spent a lot of time chatting with other exhibitionists on to see what worked for them. I ended up getting some great advice that made my first time sooooo much easier.
2.Dress for the Occasion
Your Insta-worthy floral romper may make for a cute selfie, but if you’re trying to bang one out and not get caught, you may want to opt for clothing that’s easier to deal with should you have to make a run for it. Stick with skirts and dresses (sans underwear) and button up blouses that allow you to let the girls out without having to take your shirt off completely. It also helps to avoid bright colors that are hard to miss, so save your bright neon garments for another day.
3.Location, Location, Location
Picking the right location is key, especially if you want to relax and enjoy yourself. Find a place that has minimal lighting, limited foot traffic, and an easy escape route should you inadvertently find yourself putting on a live sex show for unsuspecting passersby. It also helps to scope the location out ahead of time so you know what you are dealing with. For example, I once met a guy during my time on Adult FriendFinder who was really into the idea of banging underneath the Golden Gate Bridge. We weren’t sure how make that work so we planned an excursion a few days before to check out the location and found a perfectly secluded parking lot directly under the bridge. A few nights later we went back to the spot (which by that time was entirely deserted) and went at it for nearly an hour without ever seeing another passing car or human being. We never saw each other again, but it’s still one of my favorite sexual experiences to look back on.
4.Leave the Screamers at Home
It’s always nice to know your partner is having as much fun as you are, but if you have a loud moaner on your hands (or dick, whatever) you’re pretty much guaranteed to get caught. It’s also a great way to get the cops called on you. I may or may not know that from experience…
5.Don’t Be a Creep
While the idea of having sex in public is exciting to you, it won’t be as exciting to anyone else who may happen upon your public sexy time shenanigans. Be conscious of those around you, and for the love of Thor please be sure you aren’t anywhere near a school. You really don’t want to be caught by impressionable young kids and end up talking to Chris Hansen on “To Catch a Predator.” While you’re at it, you may also want to check out the laws in your area, as some places have stricter laws than others should you get caught. For example, some jurisdictions will simply let you off with a ticket, while others charge you with public indecency, exposure, or some other such thing you most definitely do not want to fuck with.
If you’re still a little apprehensive about going all the way in a public place, start slow and work your way up to the good stuff. Try a hot n’ heavy make out session at the theatre first, or even a quick and dirty car blowjob if you’re feeling a little extra. Whatever you do, just have fun doing it!

BDSM Cafe..
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A Letter To All Women ...
Posted:Mar 20, 2017 6:57 am
Last Updated:Mar 20, 2017 6:58 am
A Letter To All Women...

You are valuable. You were created to be light in this world, to bring joy, and on days that you can’t even pick yourself up, to let others know that life does not end there. That it’s also okay to break down for a little while, that we’ve all been there. Woman, you are free. Pay no attention to those, even fellow sisters, that tell you what to wear, what to do, how many boys or girls you can kiss before you officially become a slut, before you become used or impure. Do whatever feels right, feel whatever you truly want. Pay no attention to those who are capable of making the same mistakes as you but think they’re too perfect to ever fail. And maybe those mistakes aren’t even mistakes. Maybe it was just you, growing into the dazzling woman that you’re meant to be, maybe it was another experience in the book of all the things that you’ve done and that are to come. Maybe it was a lesson. Pay no attention to those that say you’re not as worthy as them, to those that tell you that you can’t be successful, smart enough, good enough, pretty enough. Rage. Fight. Live, breathe and cling to what you not only think but know that is fair, and not only fair, but merely human. Speak up. Resist. Engage, communicate and develop your right to rule your own body, to wear whatever you want knowing that if a person gets angry at you for being “provocative” it’s only their problem because they’re not enough of a respectful person to understand that you’re not “asking for it”, you’re just living. Wear whatever you want knowing that if someone makes fun of you, mistreats you or abuses you in any way because you chose to cover yourself up or dress yourself down, they just weren’t raised right, they just don’t know what it’s like to view things from different perspectives or just to be you. Shout. Protest. Be displeased, rebel and say no to people that think they have any kind of control over you. It’s your choice who you want to be with, it’s your choice if you want to keep the baby, it’s your choice if today you don’t want to go to the party, it’s your choice if you want to wear the sweatpants or the tight dress. It’s your choice if you’re going to let others rule your life or be enslaved by this intolerant world. Let your sisters know that we can’t afford to put each other down anymore. We can’t afford to keep on slut shaming when all we’re asking for is respect and we’re not giving it back, or setting the example to do so. We can’t afford to verbally abuse one another when all me might have needed was a little advice and a lot of support. We need to be there for every single woman out there because no one else is going to fight for equality or be informed of what equality really means, if we can’t even come together and stop fighting with each other instead of fighting towards a fair, respectful, equal and dignified world. Stop thinking that there’s already too many of us fighting for the cause and that you’re not needed, there aren’t enough people. We need every single woman helping, giving advice, letting people know of this injustice that we’re living, that not only because you’re comfortable and everyone accepts you as you are, does it mean that somewhere else in the world there aren’t girls who are not even allowed to dream. We stop being free when we give up our control. We stop being free when we remain quiet. We stop being free when we stand by and watch others live what you should or want to be living. We stop being free when we let comfort and tranquility seduce us into a life of nothingness. Be released.

Posted:Mar 19, 2017 12:11 pm
Last Updated:Mar 20, 2017 1:35 pm

Be careful what you ask me for,” Life once said, touching me lightly on the nose with the tip of her finger.
“I’ll give you exactly what you truly want, but remember that I can’t hear false, flimsy requests. I feel what is behind them. What’s real and true and what cries out from your deepest places. I’ll give you that, but most stop short because having it all–having what’s possible–means going all the way with me, and most are afraid of what it might mean to fall without limits into my arms. What do you want and how far are you willing to go with me?

Jacob Nordb
Fall In Love..
Posted:Mar 19, 2017 6:17 am
Last Updated:Mar 19, 2017 5:45 pm
Fall In Love..

What you are in love with, what seizes your imagination will affect everything. It will decide what will get you out of bed in the mornings, what you will do with your evenings, how you spend your weekends, what you read, who you know, what breaks your heart, and what amazes you with joy and gratitude. Fall in love, stay in love, and it will decide everything

~Pedro Arrupe
Posted:Mar 18, 2017 11:58 am
Last Updated:Mar 18, 2017 12:01 pm

You tried to change didn’t you?
closed your mouth more
tried to be softer
less volatile, less awake
but even when sleeping you could feel
him travelling away from you in his dreams
so what did you want to do, love
split his head open?
you can’t make homes out of human beings
someone should have already told you that
and if he wants to leave
then let him leave
you are terrifying
and strange and beautiful
something not everyone knows how to love.
The Struggle...
Posted:Mar 18, 2017 11:36 am
Last Updated:Mar 18, 2017 11:39 am
The Struggle...

Breathe. It’s okay. You’re going to be okay. Just breathe. Breathe, and remind yourself of all the times in the past you felt this scared. All of the times you felt this anxious and this overwhelmed. All of the times you felt this level of pain. And remind yourself how each time, you made it through. Life has thrown so much at you, and despite how difficult things have been, you’ve survived. Breathe and trust that you can survive this too. Trust that this struggle is part of the process. And trust that as long as you don’t give up and keep pushing forward, no matter how hopeless things seem, you will make it.
How To Be Submissive For Love ....
Posted:Mar 16, 2017 1:45 pm
Last Updated:Mar 23, 2017 3:11 am
How To Be Submissive For Love ...

The reason I’m talking about being submissive is because it can bring more passion, strength, and life to a relationship, and awaken the most masculine yet tender character in a man. Submission is almost never about admitting you’re ‘wrong’, ‘incapable’ or ‘weaker’ than a man. Being submissive just allows for a man to feel more like a man around you, and – as a result, have that extra bit of love for you.
And, part of being in touch with your femininity is understanding what true femininity is, and how to ‘go there’ when you need to. Submission is a part of learning to become more feminine as well.
So, the question of how to be submissive leads me to bring up some things that you will need to understand and therefore be able to be submissive at times. The ‘how’ will come to you through an understanding of the reason behind it.
Our feminist society has encouraged women to keep their guard up, wear masks (instead of being comfortable in their feminine core/essence), be ‘right’ all the time, chase ‘success’, put their men after their ‘careers’, and be like steel in the face of conflict.
Opening up
I’ve mentioned it before and I’ll mention it again – that a man really wants his woman to be open to him, and to let him in (emotionally, mentally, sexually, spiritually). The problem with modern education is that it’s turned a lot of women into these intensely dominating creatures that completely emasculate the men around them.
The problem with this is that, in the face of conflict in a relationship (there always IS conflict and always will be, it’s natural and good) women use these steel masks to cover up their vulnerabilities and argue at the same level with their men.
Women are the MOST vulnerable. As a result, they have to use masks more than anything. This is where we get bitches who push and shove and have no qualms about destroying their sisters and upsetting them. A result of using these masks to cover up our natural feminine essence is that women become indifferent and emotionless, blunt and nasty.
Men hate this. By all means, there’s a bitch in all of us, and all men want a woman to be a bit of a challenge to them (but in a feminine way). The kind of bitch I’m talking about is the one who doesn’t respect a man’s opinion, walks all over his ego, criticizes him, blames him, points the finger, demands things that are unreasonable, acts manipulative and deceiving, uses sex to get what she wants, etc.
Instead, in the face of conflict, a woman can decide to open up to her man and remove the mask. Decisions shape your future, and it’s as simple as making a decision, and focusing on the positives of doing this rather than the comfort of doing things the same way you always have.
Let him in and let him be the protector and the leader. Men are becoming more feminine, and part of this is because they no longer have as much of a masculine role anymore. Women don’t seem to even need a man at all anymore. (think of the famous songs by The Pussycat dolls or Destiny’s child: ‘I don’t need a man’ and ‘Independent woman’).
The truth is, men are built naturally stronger than women. And, they operate differently to women mentally too (think about a woman’s handbag, and how she magically fits in the contents of an entire HOUSE in it; versus a man who only carries a wallet with a few cards and some money; men are much simpler and women are much more complex and thoughtful creatures). Deep down, all women have vulnerabilities and deep fears and feelings of uncertainty, especially in the face of violence.
A man wants you to show him this!! Show him he is your man, and you are his woman!
The trends in our society have also lead women to become less trusting of men; one feminist even claiming that ‘all men are ’. *raises eyebrows*. Every day there are men being heroic and standing up for what is right, and protecting and taking care of people.
Being submissive is also about trusting your man enough to let him show you the way sometimes. And, asking him for help. Or asking him for his opinion, or asking him for solutions. Most men who are in touch with their masculinity at their core would jump at the chance to help a woman with something – really! It makes him feel needed and useful. Not to mention manly.
So, ask him for help even with the smallest things like bringing the shopping in, opening a jar, carrying something heavy, undoing a knot, etc. Give him trust where you know it is deserved, and do it without question.
The masculine energy wants to be trusted. If you doubt your man all the time, he could do something to hurt you, but if you’re more innocent and trusting (now, not completely innocent) he will want to hurt you less. Lots of women actually subconsciously push their men to do terrible things to them because this is the man’s subconscious retaliation or expression of frustration and feeling trapped.
Have you seen men with their little girls/daughters? They don’t want to let ANYTHING hurt their little girl! The same goes with their wife or girlfriend if only she could show a little innocence and submission like a child might – looking up to him as the leader. No masculine man wants to fail at leadership.
This is where being submissive is especially powerful and strong, on the woman’s part. To be submissive, a woman has to be ok with being uncertain. She has to let her guard down, peel off the mask and look of ‘steel’ and be free. Just look to your man as a possible source of strength for you when you might need it. Like he is the rock to your ‘ocean of emotion’
This is incredibly strong from a woman’s part. A lot of people think that by not trusting people, they are being strong, independent and smart. But, where does a lack of trust get us, really? It gets us a whole world of pain, that’s what it does. We walk around, holding ourselves back, not able to be free and to let go, and to fully enjoy what life has to offer, and not able to give people a chance to show their better side (often if you trust someone, they want to please MORE, as I was saying above about not trusting a man and how this can sometimes push him to betrayal).
The happiness and freedom you are able to experience in your life now, and in the future is in DIRECT PROPORTION to the level of UNCERTAINTY you can comfortably handle.
The same goes with your intimate relationship! The quality of your relationship with your man is in direct proportion to the level of uncertainty that you can handle.
Part of knowing how to be submissive, and knowing that it doesn’t mean you are inferior is understanding that by surrendering to a man’s leadership and strength at times, you allow your relationship to flow, be real and just be free. Without so much pent up anger and negative association that plagues many modern marriages and relationships.
Men can grow to resent a woman who is always fighting to be more like men. As my reports ‘What Men Think’ reveal, most men who took part in the survey indicated that they most respected and admired a woman who was comfortable with her femininity and able to let her guard down, thereby letting him in: being open to him. Making a man’s role real and worthy.
Also, being able to surrender shows that you have plenty of self-confidence, esteem as a woman (not having to prove yourself and be in CONTROL all the time) and that you’re relaxed and able to just allow a man to take the spotlight. If your man isn’t being made to feel like a man around you, he’ll be attracted to some other woman who DOES make him feel that way.
I am what can best be described as a consensual slave. I wasn’t abducted, tricked, or brainwashed into it. I consented, once, to become someone’s slave, knowing full well what it would entail, as I was experienced and he took great pains to spell out the details, big and small. Since that moment my life, as I fully expected, has had nothing to do with consent. I am kept by a very strict but admirably fair Master whom I regard as a god. I consciously chose this life for myself because I have needed and craved it since my earliest memories.
By “slave” I don’t mean to invoke the usual icons the mainstream and “alt” culture tends to forward when the word is used. My life as a slave is just that: the life of a slave. It is not easy. It is, in fact, replete with pain, struggle, and hard work and, I expect, will always be so. There is no saying “no” to him. There is no pleading to do something later, for whatever reason. When given a command I must drop everything to perform it. I am worked constantly and the products and benefits of my labor are never my own—they are all his.
I must abide by a complex code of deeply respectful behavior designed to show my awareness of my status as his property as well as my appreciation and love for his presence in my life. If I slip up in any way, I am disciplined with both the belt and the more terrible lash of his tongue. I am new to being disciplined and I am imperfect in my servitude. When corrected, I often sob from remorse, fear, and pain, but nevertheless, I consider it to be the greatest gift my Master gives me.
Why would someone consciously choose to live in this way? The answer to such a question is complex; there really is no simple (or single) answer. Instead of covering all the possibilities, this writing approaches that question from just one angle: the need that some females have to transform themselves or their lives, to change into something more refined than what they started out as. Such a change, if you choose the life of a consensual slave and desire to become a better one, is greatly facilitated by discipline. Many people, including many who claim to be of such types of relationships, do not include discipline within their lives.
Some feel it’s something appropriate only for immature children, not responsible adults. Others think the negativity of painful punishment outweighs any good it might bring about, but those who have studied the effects of discipline in-depth or experienced them first hand usually have a different tale to tell.
A simple analogy from Nature might help to illustrate the beneficial effects of discipline from a transformative point of view. Rocks in the natural world come in all sorts of shapes, colors, sizes, and materials: pumice, shale, sandstone, basalt, mica, and quartz are just a few of the many varieties. Only a few types of rocks have the potential to become polished, beautiful gems if the right treatments are applied.
Human beings have something similar to a malleable stone inside them: the soul. Souls are far more delicate and complex than simple stone, but they, too, can be shaped, polished, faceted, and even placed in a setting that perfectly offsets their beauty—but, like stones, they will not really glow or shine unless they are of the right raw material.
For example, you can polish basalt all you wish, and it will still remain…a slightly shiny basalt which, while good enough for the bottom of an aquarium, has none of the luminous or translucent qualities we associate with gemstones. Sandstone, while it often has nice patterns that can be brought out by additional cutting and grinding, patterns ideal for flagstones or other building elements, will never glow with its own inner light. When you explore the class of rocks known as minerals, however, and, in particular, gemstones, you find that rocks which often don’t look like much in their raw state have the potential, through cutting, polishing, and correct placement, to become gorgeous works of art.
Human beings have something similar to a malleable stone inside them: the soul. Souls are far more delicate and complex than simple stone, but they, too, can be shaped, polished, faceted, and even placed in a setting that perfectly offsets their beauty—but, like stones, they will not really glow or shine unless they are of the right raw material. Most human souls with this potential are like common beach agates: randomly and haphazardly polished on the shores of life. The results are uneven and unpredictable, even hidden until placed into the right element. For agates, that element is water: they glow when wet and their semi-precious nature is revealed. Their nature becomes even clearer if these agates are then tumbled hard for many days in a lapidary.
To bring out a soul’s greatest beauty often requires far more than random blows from life that teach randomly and unevenly. For a soul fit to be a perfect servant, the finishing process requires two conscious wills: The first and strongest will is that of the “polisher” or Master. This person has a creative vision of what the end product will look like and the ability to recognize good raw material when he sees it. He also has a deep understanding of the processes that bring about the required transformation and an unwavering intention to follow these process through to the end, no matter how painful or difficult that might be. This determination, this steadfastness, is one of the rarest qualities to find in a would-be Master, for many self-proclaimed Masters who would polish the souls of their slaves are not up to the enormity of the task–particularly when things get difficult for the slaves.
The second conscious will is that belonging to the soul being polished. It must be the type of will that can patiently endure a long and painful process. The slave’s soul has to have a clear vision of the final result, believe it to be the highest ideal to strive for and understand the connection between the pain of the process and the glowing end result. This, and her desire to please another makes her receptive to being polished. She must be perceptive enough to recognize a skilled polisher when she sees one. She must not have the common flaws that cause people to quit a process halfway through or give up when things get a bit rough. Her devotion toward her polisher must be solid and steadfast as this will carry her through those times when even a strong intent and perseverance aren’t enough. The slave also has to understand that, unlike a gemstone, this process is never fully completed and that due to its malleability, her soul would degrade, turn dull, even sink below its original state if the polishing wasn’t kept up constantly. She must be willing to accept that pain on some level as her lot. A part of her, in fact, needs to crave the searing guidance.
In the context of a man refining his woman’s soul to his satisfaction, terms like polishing, faceting, and cutting all refer to discipline: physical and emotional pain that teaches her what she must do, how she must feel, and most important of all, who and what she really is.
For many years I participated in a lukewarm Master-slave relationship that was really a front for a romantic connection among equals. There is nothing wrong with this, but I longed for slavery. My Master at that time was in love with me and he was also philosophically disinclined to use corrective discipline. Like many others in such relationships, he didn’t believe it worked or that it was even necessary to me. He treated me with the utmost respect, we talked things out when I had difficulties, he let me clearly and freely express any emotion I felt toward himself and toward others.
As a result, I became a worse slave, not a better one. I was spoiled, indulged, coddled, and over-protected. I knew I could get my own way through manipulating him with my emotions. There were never any consequences for bad behavior. I ran wild on the Internet and was terribly disrespectful of others. I hid things from him and pretty much did whatever I felt like. I felt no obligation, to be honest with him or to try harder to be a better servant because I believed what he told me: that I was perfect for him just as I was. This coarsening of my personality would have continued until the day I died, had not my Master died first.
Losing him was the hardest thing I’d ever experienced. I realized many things during the loneliness and isolation of the ensuing years. Foremost among those realizations was that I still craved only to be a slave to a man I loved and worshiped.
I don’t feel resentment for any of the pain, no matter how harsh. His whip and belt hurt terribly, but I understand their necessity. Without his firm rule, I wouldn’t be able to change.
I also realized how very much I needed the strong guiding control of a Master that would not put up with my spoiled temper tantrums, my whining over how hard a command was, my attempts to wheedle out of my duties, or my inconsiderate and shrewish treatment of others. I finally realized that if I was going to succeed at improving myself in being a slave in more than name only, then the next time around I would need a special sort of man to shape me: the sort who wanted me to improve for him just as much as I wanted to and who knew how to bring about such improvement. I don’t know how I did it, but I managed to find a person who could create such an environment of change around me.
And sure enough, under his discipline, I feel myself changing: I feel the transforming processes upon my soul. I don’t feel resentment for any of the pain, no matter how harsh. His whip and belt hurt terribly, but I understand their necessity. Without his firm rule, I wouldn’t be able to change. I wouldn’t be able to become more loving, more subservient, more obedient to him with each passing day. But with his strong control and guiding discipline, I am becoming exactly what he wants me to become: a functional, useful female capable of sustaining the demands and rigors of total enslavement for a very long time and capable of loving her humble place at his feet.
The pain from discipline accomplishes a number of important goals. First, it improves memory. When a slave is forced to associate a bad behavior with a harsh slap or the strike of a whip or is told to repeat out loud that she will not do such-and-such as each stroke is laid down, she tends to remember the next time that which she once found hard to focus upon. Secondly, pain reminds a slave, intimately and viscerally, of who and what she really is: his possession that can be used in whatever way he desires, no matter how she may feel about it. This realization, which many “slaves” who are treated more as “equals” likely never experience, makes her deeply grateful for her Master’s resolve and willingness to help her to improve. It also makes her thankful for the small mercies he bestows upon her during punishment. A slave’s soul is refined in this manner: she becomes more purely the property of her Master, she thinks more about his will and desires and less about her own, and she strives much harder to please him and not repeat past mistakes. She becomes beautiful in the eyes of those few who value selflessness above all else. Finally, the pain from discipline brings about a level of intimacy that is not achievable in any other way: it deepens the slave’s already profound dependency upon her Master and heightens her awareness of her humble role as his useful tool and plaything.

~Renee Wade
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What Makes You Happy?
Posted:Mar 16, 2017 8:03 am
Last Updated:Mar 21, 2017 7:35 am
What Makes You Happy?

What makes you happy? Think about that for just a moment. Do you have that list in your head? Good. Keep it there.
What makes you sad? I’m sure there’s a collection of thoughts forming in your head now. Keep those there too.
There’s a question that isn’t asked nearly as often as the two questions above. A question that needs to be pondered and discussed.
What makes you feel complete?
What fills the empty void within your soul?
This concept- filling empty spaces, completing the mind and soul, being utterly fulfilled- is a concept that we, as humans, need just as much as feelings of happiness or sadness.
Completion and filling of the soul isn’t exactly something that is easily explained, however. The feeling of being absolutely overcome and serene with life isn’t one that’s easy to be put into words.
Think about what makes you feel complete. Is it a person, an activity, a place? Whatever it is, you need to hold onto it. Hold onto it with your soul. Because completion is one emotion that can immensely save a life.
Feeling whole and having the soul filled is the key to staying alive. Not so much surviving, but living. Being completed keeps the process of living actually enjoyable. The filling of the soul is so incredibly important to life, and holding onto the things that complete the soul will keep the soul living forever.
What completes you? Form that list, and never let go.


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