I hold my breath when I orgasm.
I also hold my breath when I am in pain.
It is an involuntary physical reaction, but I think it may as well be my way of holding the moment, inhabiting it, letting it wash over me while I stay completely still and slowly take in every physical and mental sensation it has to offer.
Often, I need to be reminded to breathe, and as a result, after a long and painful scene or after a series of orgasms (yes, thank god I have those nowadays), my heart starts hurting (I am guessing from oxygen deprivation or something along those lines), and I have to fight to catch my breath.
It dawned on me, as I've been dealing with my recent struggles, that I may be holding my breath in life, as well. When panic strikes me, or I can't see the end to the stress I am in, when every inch of my body can feel the 14.7 pounds of the sky pressing down upon it, I respond by holding my breath.
This, then, is what I have been listening to lately, and it's getting me through, somehow:
In this blog I want to explore issues related to BDSM and non-traditional sexual relationships. I don’t want to judge or teach, just discuss, reflect, bring up my own questions and concerns. This will be a place where I attempt to delve deeper into the psychological underpinnings of desire, to examine different points of view, review books, other websites, movies and events. I will try to do this with as much of an open mind as possible, analyzing my own reactions and questioning my assumptions.
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Wednesday, November 28, 2012
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