A Day to Remember - Red & White Bonding Ceremony

There are moments in life that hush all outside noise, creating space for pure presence so that we can witness beauty… like sunsets, symphonies, and sometimes, with the right person at the right moment, sex. Just breathtaking. Humbling. Sacred.

I had one of those moments yesterday afternoon.

This, however, is not an erotic story. It’s one about time-honored tradition, the type that is often lost in the go-fast, got no time, get-it-done world we live in. It’s a story of surrendering to the experience of being taught a craft.

When the student is ready the teacher appears…

Mistress Ellen crossed my path in a way that felt like the stars aligned and the universe was leading the way.

She just appeared to me when I dared to say yes to cultivating a part of me that needed to be expressed.

I like to do things well, with respect to those before me, and with studied knowledge.

A new acquaintance at the time, now a valued friend, pointed me to her… I emailed and then dove in with all of me.

Dove into what? A course? A certificate program? What was I diving into?

At first, I signed up for a class but quickly realized I did not care if there was a class or a certificate. I just knew having the honor of access to someone with 30 years of experience as a noted Pro Domme and long-time board member of DomCon was, and is, priceless.

It started with a class, but we quickly realized that the scope of my hunger for understanding was broad and happening in real time.

With 30 years of professional experience, she may not know everything, but she has more experience than anyone I’ve met so far… I trust her. I let her lead.

The path began with her watching, responding, and providing the next lesson.

A mentorship began. A friendship grew.