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I got myself into a club I love in Manhattan this evening, for a kinky dance event hosted by a mighty woman and well-known Domme.

I enjoyed witnessing people be spanked and tied. The headmistress of the evening flogging a man on a spanking bench on stage. A man using a cane and chains on two women’s behinds. A woman in harnesses and pasties working the pole, only to later swing suspended above the crowd.

I have been on a very inward journey recently, but I do appreciate a good spectacle and some music to dance to. And I was surprised and delighted to find that these once entirely titillating things I witnessed felt quite meditative at times to witness this evening.

That quiet space I’ve been cultivating in myself… it’s nice to bring that into a space like this.

The human form is exquisite, and watching the different ways in which different bodies move, express, and emote, is indeed a worthwhile way to spend an evening.

Lovingly and joyfully beholding people who choose to be exposed.

I do know the joy of being on the other side — being witnessed — I’ve been there before.

And don’t we all just want to be witnessed, in some way?

Well. One thing I do know for sure.

There is always a deeper way to look at things — beyond the whips and chains and canes — and I am indeed on an endless quest into those deeper ways.

Some 3am thoughts from the evening.

Sweet dreams and happy full moon.

🌚

xoxo

A.M.

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Strato Man

The outfit, the venue, the experience, your insights - an enlightening note with which to celebrate the full moon and morning. Thank you. 💕