The Discipline of Devotion: A Submissive’s Prayer for Active Love
Today, I return to the truth I keep tucked deep inside. Submission is not a weakness, it is devotion made visible. Not a gesture for show, not a scene played out for applause. But labor. Perseverance. The quiet science of active love. Love in dreams is easy. It's dramatic, noble, and performed for a crowd. But love in real life, submission in real life, is far more demanding. It asks me not for a single sacrifice but for a thousand small ones, silently, daily. And still, I choose it. I choose Her. To love another is perhaps the most difficult task of all. But that difficulty becomes my calling. My purpose. I find peace in the labor, even when it's hard. I find myself in the serving. Sometimes, I ache with longing, not for pleasure, but for proximity to the Divine Feminine, to Her will. Love, if it finds me worthy, it will direct my course. So I surrender. I stop trying to control it. I let myself be directed. It is said that true love is consenting to distance. And sometime...