Reclaiming my Power through Submission

Dream Weaver
Jun 17
2 min read

Updated: Sep 18

I thought submission came naturally to me for a long time. I understand it differently now. Submission began as a survival response but evolved into the path to reclaiming my power. I led my earliest sexual experiences. I was unafraid of chasing the sensual pleasure of my body. I spoke my desires without fear or hesitation. I reveled in the power my erotic energy game me. Until sexual violence entered my most intimate relationship.

I wasn't a stranger to this type of violence. I just hadn't known it from someone I loved. Somone claiming to care as deeply as I did. Unlike the violent encounters of my past, these were laced with a profound emotional and spiritual betrayal. I buried my power in an attempt to protect this newly vulnerable part of myself. I crafted a mask of submission to hide the truth of my pain and shame. In time, it grew to fit me perfectly. A beautiful, delicate face hiding the uncontrollable monster beneath. When this relationship ended, I had nearly forgotten the powerful force this persona was designed to hide. She had rooted and become part of me.

With my world flipped upside down, I followed the only path I could make out. A familiar and well worn path of submission. I learned the wisdom in surrender. Courage in acceptance. Discernment in choosing who and what I follow. The submissive mask that began as a means of survival was now the guiding light back to myself.

Submission and domoniance now exist in harmony with each other. Switching for me is about embodying both of these forces at once. I am powerful because I know powerlessness. I am strong because of my vulnerability. I can guide others because I have lovingly guided myself first.

Trusting in my submission, no matter its origins, brought me back to my natural dominance. It was the path to reclaiming my personal power. these primal forces take turns leading me through a journey of transformative erotic pleasure.