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Thursday, August 8, 2013

For a limited time only

It took me 45 years and some months to realize that we only have a limited time here on earth. I now understand those persons who say that they live like their last day like there is no tomorrow.  Meaning they live life and try and have a little regret as possible. 
We are not guaranteed any amount of time in this beautiful earth. I was in the hospital for the second time Ths last week, once for my friend Domina who has been suffering brain bleeds and blood stoppage to the brain,  for some time now and she had a really bad episode and then yesterday for me as I had a procedure that was unsuccessful, both of these really made me think and as I was sitting there in the hospital my friend Chad who is a pretty friggin awesome dude came to visit me pre and post op. He reminded to pray and sat there holding my hand while I prayed. I said a quick prayer and then the boys came and got me, chad said to pray and that I would be ok, and I nodded ,winked and blew a kiss to him as I left. 
All this made me realize that I only have a short time on this earth and if I am living in regret or unhappiness then I am not living my life as it should be. I am using this a catalyst to change my life, for I have been doing just that...living in a life that I don't think I'm supposed to be in.

So it has taken me several months to write this blog, and since my last entry I've made some decisions that really improved my life.

I realized I was not living in my integrity and that things in my life didn't feel right, and the only way that this was going to change, is if I changed it. So in doing so, I had to make some really difficult decisions, two of them being getting out of relationships that I should never been in the first place, or second trying to make the relationships that I did have count.
Since. Since making these extremely difficult decisions my life has really turned around for the better, it is amazing what can happen when you Live completely in your integrity. All I can say is it took me 40 or so years of people pleasing to come to this conclusion that I truly deserve to be as happy as I was trying to make those around me. I am here today to say that I am no longer one of those individuals that needs to be validated my others solely.  I love my life and the man that I have become.

Thursday, July 11, 2013

Serving Ma'am a Anniversary present for You.

i wear my label very proudly "Boy Loren" it has a certain ring to it. Well, the reason why i am writing this today is that my Ma'am and i have been on quite a journey together this past year. Let me start from the beginning.

Bound by Loyalty
     It is 2012 Gay Pride in San Diego and i am wondering around the grounds going from one booth to the next seeing if i just had to have whatever they were selling. All the while making my way to my favorite place in the whole festival...The Leather Realm...As i approach the entrance it is draped in dark black plastic as to hide whatever debauchery was going on inside. The line to get in was not long but it was always long enough for me to day dream of what MIGHT be going on and what toys would be for sale. Now i'm not sure why this is but every year as i approach the gate i wonder if  they will let me in, i go back to my days of being too young or too pure and naive, i was never let in...but every year they check my ID and flag me in.
     The excitement as i go through the black plastic shroud is finally realized as i enter, half expecting to see fire shooting from someone’s face or screams to be heard that the black plastic magically muffles to the outside world. i get goose bumps as i wonder around from table to table booth to booth with wide eyes looking and all the wonderful toys., as i walk my eye catches sight of a woman dressed head to toe in Pony gear pulling what seems to be two first time joy rides laughing and giggling as the pony pulls them around one lap around the Realm. They halt her and she whinnies like a good pony would after a successful yet annoying pull carrying normies who really don't truly understand, but are there to only gawk and giggle. her Handler comes and pets her main and she settles.
     As i moved on i come across a tent with chairs filled with onlookers some squirming with fear, others squirming with delight, as a Domme plays with a sub that has been tied down and She is tickling him, but not with a feather but with electricity. i quickly take my place in the audience and i can feel the energy from the sub ebb and flow as She touches his skin...oh i forgot to tell you I'm also an em-path or energy exchange.
As I sit watching, I'm wishing i was him, so i could feel the sting and exchange of electricity and the smell of the Ozone that is created by the Violet Wand that is being used. If you have ever used or had a violet wand used on you, you would never forget the smell that this amazing piece sends out. he squirms with every jolt and finally the Domm asks if anyone wants to come up and play and my hand shoots up so fast, i'm even surprised. Due to my diligence, She calls on me and i go up, She asks if i have ever played with the wand and i eagerly state it is one of my favorite toys to play with. She hands me the wand and i selfishly test it out on myself acting as if I need to TEST it to be sure the strength. Getting a little of my electric fix i start tickling the sub all over, my playing only last briefly as there are other audience members that want their turn, so i try and hit all the spots that i know i like and it is obvious that the sub and i have the same spots. i finish up and the sub thanks me for my part and i walk on.
Kept by Love
     As i walk on i notice a booth with two of the most beautiful woman in the place, standing behind the table. i try not to stare but i can’t help myself, they stand behind their table with grace and power, i edge my way to the table acting as if i am only slightly interested. i pick up a brochure or pamphlet they have and i study it for a bit, sneaking peaks at these two powerhouses, my intrigue building until i could not hold it in any more and i introduced myself. Awkwardly i felt as if i was back in school in front of the class giving a speech or biography or something i asked what they were about and who they were. The little short black Diva known as Domina, explained about the dungeon and what they were about as Mistress Shae the tall light skinned Domme stood excitedly beside Domina and added comments to Her answers. i stated that i had been in the Gay Leather community since i was 22 years old and that i was Mr. Palm Springs Leather in 2005 and since then i have wanted to give back to my community and just have not known how to do it, and i thought maybe i could give back to my community through service to them. Little did i know that by these words it would start an effect that has lasted to today. We ended our niceties and i left my number with them. As i walked away i felt as if i may have just started something that would grow into something REALLY big. i went home thinking how beautiful these two women were and how strong and majestically they held themselves. i had hoped that i would be able to work for them and be of service to my community.

   
Controlled by Passion
    A day went by and then i received an email from Domina asking me to meet them at a local bar called "The Local". Anxiously i went to the appointment not know what to expect. We spoke and chatted and laughed and came to the conclusion that we were going to be a fit. Mistress Shae immediately started the training by instructing me on proper walking protocol with Ma'am as She came to be known."One step to the side and two steps behind", she instructed me and I followed to the letter as we left. We said our goodbyes and i was to wait to hear from them. i did not have to wait long as Domina called to set up an appointment with me to go over things. From very early on it was apparent that i was chosen. As time went on Mistress Shae dropped back and Domina took the reins. i soon came to know how amazing this woman REALLY was, The Head Patriarch of an international Family of about 85 individuals, with talents that have no limitations, She rules the family with strength, love, loyalty & compassion. In the past year i have met some amazing people that would enrich anyone's life. Talented, brave, eclectic, passionate and some that are just downright crazy but the one that stands out the most is Domina Angelina.
Held by Strength
     She has Poise, She emanates Power, She has Beauty, Grace, Empathy and most of all, a sense of Strong Vulnerability about  Her the has enabled Her and i to become best friends. my life has become so rich with Her in it. Wwe have gifted each other things that only true friends share. Wwe have walked through many good and difficult things since Wwe met, always coming out on the other side wiser and closer than before. 
      Ma'am has allowed me to become Her Boy, Protector & Daddy, She has gifted me Her trust and love and Her vulnerable little girl Angel. i could not imagine my life without Her in it. She has brought out the Boy, Brat, Daddy and most of all the Man out in me. Her and i connect on such a level that i thought impossible with a woman. For I am pretty much a card carrying, or should I say crown carrying gay man....lol The thing about Domina and i is that Wwe are fluid, Wwe are not bound by our traditional BSDM lifestyle, although Wwe are heavy into protocol, She being who She is can pave Her own way.
     One thing i forgot to mention that i never expected and still have a hard time wrapping my head around, is that because i am Her boy, i hold a lot of responsibility for Her and the Family, this is an honor i never in a million years would have thought i would have. i am one of the luckiest guys i know to have a beautiful and talented Ma'am and be Her sidekick to help and love this family. WOW
Lead by Integrity

     i'm writing this today as it is Oour 1 year anniversary and i am not one to write my feelings down , but She has impacted my life so much that i am honoring Her with this beautiful tale of love and devotion.

Thank You  Ma'am

Happy Anniversary


In Love and Devotion Your Boy Loren 

Thursday, June 6, 2013

Morgan McMichaels and I at Urban Mo's



Logo’s Drag Race Tour featuring ABSOLUT Vodka: Cocktails Perfected at Urban Mo's- The Greatest Gay Bar In The World!  

Michelle Visage and Chad Michaels, and featuring Jinkx Monsoon, Alaska Thunderfuck, Roxxxy Andrews, Morgan McMichaels (Season 2) & Delta Work (Season 3) & One Of RuPaul's Pit Crew member, "Jason Carter."


Wednesday, April 10, 2013

Beautiful words for a beautiful moment.

Thoughts of bringing your flesh joy; consumed My every move; my desires. You were My desire last night. your laughter, your pain, your raw passion … to endure to please Me. Watching you clutch at every exploration of pain … made Me even want you more. Fuck! Your thirst as you took My face into your hands; drawing our lips to touch, to taste one another.

Powerful. Beautiful. Passion. Lust. Desire. Kneeling in front of each other as we connected as never before. Tears of understanding. Tears of acceptance. How can I ever thank you? I wanted to feel Myself within you (must fuck My pussy). I felt so much raw passion between us?

The candles, the music; your scent. Did I imagine your desire for Me? Perhaps? Maybe? you have lit a fire within Me that is ignited even more when your submission is near. When your Dominance is present. When all of you is willing.

your gifts. I still find Myself speechless. Why do I feel save with them? Priceless<3

We shared. Oh! How we explored. All of last night felt so right … so natural. Loved!!! Shaving our hole; our pussy. Watching you pee. Let’s not forget the joy that was precum!!

Enjoying My wickedly sexy toy. I don’t think you know how incredibly beautiful you truly are.
MORE!

I am still in aww of our night! So forgive these words for not expressing what is truly in My heart. Do know there is a lot.
Ps. I feel beautiful when I’m with you. Rare.

Friday, April 5, 2013

How damaged must one be....

How damaged must someone be to fake his own death.

About a year ago I took on three new sponsees, two of them were totally out there and beyond my capabilities to guide them thru the steps, and the third Frank Haney was very angry but by all standards was in appearance, willing to do the work and for the hope to get relief from his alcoholism. One of the first things he said to me was "Please don't abandon me". I promised him I would never do that. Frank or Pacey as I knew him was a very angry man to the world , but to me he was a very hurt young man who showed me that he had a heart and was vulnerable to me.

Pacey was working really hard but he was getting frustrated, because he just couldn't stay sober. He would get a week or two weeks maybe three and drink or pop pills and then you would get frustrated and get angry again. We walked through each one of these times, and it seemed as if he was learning each time. I requested that he journal and he did, I requested that he call me when he was having a problem and he did, I told him he needed to go to meetings and he did, each time, the request I made Was completed. Or so I thought. Now Pacey told me many times that he was a master manipulator, Little did I know how much of a manipulator he was. We would go to meetings together, we would eat lunch together, we would hang out when he was having a hard time and struggling. For several months we hung together almost every day and I began to love him, and know him. He told me that he drank and drove and i would tell him that one day he was going to kill himself or someone else if he didnt stop. He also told me how lonely he was and that he did not want to live. I would tell him if he killed himself now , he would be killing the wrong person. One day after a particularly hard struggle he began drink, and I stuck by him and said it would be okay. He had gotten so angry that he couldn't get it, that he was struggling and he hated that he was an alcoholic. He finally told me that he didn't want to program and he didn't want me as a sponsor and that I needed to screw off. Of course I was hurt by this, and he was bound and determined to leave the program so I told him when he Changes his mind I will be here waiting for him to support him in his recovery. He contacted me once by texting me a pic of his new tattoo, after not hearing one word from him in weeks and then once on FB stating he was thinking about suicide, I suggested going to a meeting, and getting some professional help. A month or so passed when while I was visiting LA, my sponsor called me on the phone and said, Loren I wanted to tell you this before you saw it on Facebook… Pacey committed suicide. I was crushed, my heart sank, and I couldn't help it feel guilty thinking that I could've been there For him more and somehow stopped him from committing suicide. The rest my weekend went okay and through the days and the weeks that past i mourned him I cried I got angry. About a week after the news I was finally able to get a hold of his family or a response from them through his phone. It was his brother who asked me questions about the program and why he did it or how he did it and I told him I didn't know but I told him that Pacey was a very angry individual. I told him that we loved him and that we miss him and I apologized for his loss. Conversation with his brother went on for several days maybe even a week and his brother said that there wasn't going to be any services because they were bringing the body back to where he was from, I didn't see anything unusual about that but it hurt me that there wasn't going to be a service. So I let it go and I mourn the loss .

Fast-forward several months down the road to yesterday when I was at Pete's coffee coming out of the bathroom and I noticed a very handsome young man with very similar tattoos to Pacey's on his arms and as I got closer I realized that those tattoos on those arms were connected to Pacey. Imagine my surprise and shock when I realized it was him. I went up to him and I said OhMyGod your alive, I've got so many questions what's going on I need to ask you questions and not even looking up, He said as he was typing on his phone I'm too busy and I can't talk right now. I asked him which he text me and he flat out said no… I said so you won't text me he said no. Instant anger and shock and disbelief I said… Fine. And I walked out of Pete's coffee... Completely dismissed

Can't understand and frankly don't care to understand why a person would want to hurt someone like that. I never ever once wished bad on him. I only loved and wanted to see him succeed. I can honestly say that I never want to see or speak with him again. He is such a sad, damaged, heartless individual that it is going to be by the grace of God and only God that he change. I will NEVER trust him again.

Thanks Frank A Haynie

Tuesday, March 26, 2013

ADHD a mixed blessing.

The day that I found out that I had ADHD was a mixed blessing, because for one it answered a lot of my questions about why I am the way I am and two it gave me a reason to better myself. Intellectually I know that because I have this my life is challenged, but emotionally it breaks my heart that everything I do must be a challenge. They say you can't have fear and faith in the same moment but I'm here to tell you that I fear a lot and I have faith it's just for me which is the stronger that day. My life has always been fear-based the matter who I was with, where I was at, or what I was doing my life and decisions are 100% based on my fear of what's going to happen, or what will happen.

Thursday, March 7, 2013

"I Came To Believe"

Song lyrics by Johnny Cash
"I Came To Believe"

I couldn't manage the problems I laid on myself
And it just made it worse when I laid them on somebody else
So I finally surrendered it all brought down in despair
I cried out for help and I felt a warm comforter there

[Chorus:]
And I came to believe in a power much higher than I
I came to believe that I needed help to get by
In childlike faith I gave in and gave him a try
And I came to believe in a power much higher than I

Nothing worked out when I handled it all on my own
And each time I failed it made me feel twice as alone
Then I cried, "Lord there must be a sure and easier way
For it just cannot be that a man should lose hope every day."

[Chorus]

Yes, I came to believe in a power much higher than I


“There will never be a really free and enlightened State until the State comes to recognize the individual as a higher and independent power, from which all its own power and authority are derived, and treats him accordingly”