A Winter’s Gift
The more you give, the more your cup runeth over.
As the season of gifts approaches, memories of a crackling fireplace, the click-clack of mechanical ornaments on the Christmas Tree, cinnamon popouri wafting through the air. My roots were meager by most, and some years, having enough for the holidays was measured meant that we had both turkey and ham on the dining room table.
This year, I spent the holidays in solitude. Alone, but not lonely. I suppose that is because I do not wish to impose myself into the lives of others, but only enrich theirs. So, I don’t go where I’m not explicitly invited, and in the current climate where the problems seem overwhelmingly large, we retreat into our smaller worlds, places and spaces we can more readily influence outcomes. And, in that process, the big problems become bigger, and our own means contracts and adjusts to dealing with ever-smaller problems.
Much like exercise, how much we expose ourselves to things determines what we can best handle. It was once said, “Problems in life are a feature, not a bug. All we can give in this life is our time and our attention.” This rings true for me, and in my practice as a companion, that is all I truly offer. It’s my gift to others, perhaps you.
True to the verse, the more I give, the more my cup overflows. Ultimately, while my clients pay for my time, they are ultimately enriched for it beyond the utility of what they paid. Some derive significant pleasure in knowing they help maintain my lifestyle, ensure I live a self-actualized life by covering for parts of my gender-affirming care, and use their financial power to ensure I am safe and comfortable. They do so without concern for exactly what I give in return, beyond my time and attention.
My clients are blessed by my ability to be present, intuit their emotions, and give them a place and space to say yes to themselves without judgment. As a domme, they find comfort in care and attention, the freedom of surrender, and the joy of service. They know I don’t come with baggage or drama, that I’m here to curate an experience for them and them alone.
They come to me because they’re tired of the negotiations, the whole rigamarole of dating, and the rejection that comes with putting yourself out there. Women (my personal specialty), enjoy playing with gender incongruence, learning to feel empowered themselves and speak their desires, and to enjoy the company of someone who appreciates their own prowess, skills, and desire to learn. Moreover, they love the emotionality of acceptance and connection without judgment and the absence of resistance that comes with being a woman in power and wealth.
And so, my time with clients becomes a virtuous cycle of giving that fills me up and them up beyond what we came to bring. It builds, bolsters, and enhances both lives.
Contrary to the stigma, no one I spend my time with gets exploited. It’s two people who know what they want, feel free to express it, and enjoy each other without concern for the outside world, in whatever activity they choose to engage in.
That’s the magick within my practice- the ability to build abundance, not from nothing, but to multiply what is present into a volume that overflows both heart, mind, and soul within all who give themselves over to me.
