Good gravy. I just know whatever you’re about to say is going to hurt like crazy.
And if you’re treating me gently, I just know you’re keeping the truth from me.
Such is my relationship with Honest and Gentle.
I do it in my head and in my practice. Either I get all Dominatrix Discipline with whip harshness, or I go all Gooey Gentle and fall asleep.
Rather than either/or, it’s the space between them, the both/and of Honest and Gentle where awake and alive reside.