Greetings from the Bishop's Chair
(Salutem ab Episcopis sella)
I realize it has been many moons since I have posted a blog and it has been too long in coming. Things have been a roller coaster since my last post but I will strive to bring you all up to speed.
( the seal, vacant- Latin term used to show a vacant bishop's chair or position)
(I could only wish i owned a bishop's mitre like this one... so Beautiful)
After taking a brief, but much needed sabbatical after the last incident, which was desperately needed, i returned to find myself working with another sub, a long story which honestly, i can not bring myself to speak of here. Perhaps in the near future I might mention the nightmare that became. But once again, the Bishop patiently waits for a sub.
Most of you are aware of the last sub I trained mentioned in a previous blog, lies deceit and farewell... there have been 2 since then to enter my training and guidance, one chose to hide the fact she had been married and planned to leave her family after she had been trained.. that ended abruptly ...
THE last sub had more issues than Bufford Pusser had stitches and worked and worried herself into a knot... out of respect and honesty I will simply say no more on that.
In the 14 years time, i never thought it would be this difficult to find a faithful submissive, yet, it has not happened. I have proceeded in finding however, a new collar, which patiently awaits a sub who can prove herself worthy of the right to wear the collar. I pride myself in being a patient Dominant, and wait for a submissive to prove she has what it takes to earn the right to kneel and have the collar locked in place around her neck. It will bear with it a pendant bearing my mark a wolf's paw with a human hand print in the large pad, and engraved on the back " My Sir's Property" and the date she will be collared.
In all matters Human, we must keep in mind we are human and have hearts and souls about us. Some choose to ignore this issue and struggle in an eternal fight trying to be balanced. Others wear their hearts on their sleeves and trample the earth paying never-mind. Those who choose to let their hearts and minds rule their lives find inner peace and guidance when all else fails. No matter the station in life-- vanilla, submissive or Dominant, we are who we are and what life chooses us to be- live your life, walk the path you are given and never choose the same path that everyone else has walked...
Two Roads Diverged in a yellow wood, and I , I took the one less traveled by, and that has made all the difference,,,,
( forgive me, I should know the author of this poem... Robert Frost I think ??)
( and for those of you who know me I post a funny at the end of my blog... )
until my next post comes forth, peace to you all from the chair of the Bishop, all comments are welcomed....
