slave barb's 2 minute speech 7/22/06
i'm
slave barb, property of Sir Larry and i'm not telling you when i was
born. For a long time i had struggled with the labels i gave myself.
i'm a survivor, a punk rocker, a witch, an artist… and i am a slave.
But,
i fell in to the trap of listening to that voice that whispers in the
dark - you're not an artist, you have no talent. you can't do that -
you're not strong enough - you're just a girl. You can't live as a
slave, wake up - it's 2006, you're a feminist! For god's sake, woman,
stand up for yourself, get a back bone……
i thought i had to shed one label before taking on the next one - thinking they were incompatable- not realizing that i could be all of them at the same time. Integrating the different parts of my self has been one of my hardest struggles.
Sir
has taught me the importance of being present with all of those parts
of myself - he owns me, and he wants to own all those parts. Bringing
all those pieces of my self to the table gives Sir a better slave, the
best one that i can be.
i've
been lucky enough to be able to learn from the example of some of the
finest slaves in the community. slaves who taught me, simply by living
their lives and following their dreams - that yes, i can be a slave and a whole person.
Teaching
people that they can have it all would be my joy. You can be a master
who is a musician, who is a student, who is a gourmet cook, who enjoys
doing the laundry. You can be a slave with a high powered job, who has
strong opinions, who is a teacher and who is deeply religious.
i
am slave barb, a feminist, a witch, an artist, a survivor, afraid of
public speaking, a leather girl, a teacher, a punk rocker 'till the day
i die, a slave who is proud to be owned by this Master.