Sole/Soul: The Conscious Art of Leather

The following essay is from my upcoming book “Sacred Kink: The Eightfold Paths of Alternative Sex and BDSM” and is unedited. But it stared at me and said it could not wait in here, in me, until Halloween… so it goes out, raw, beautiful, uncut into the world for you. Sole/Soul: The Conscious Art of Leather by Lee Harrington http://www.PassionAndSoul.com With special thanks to Jim Deuder and Hunter Demonachello for putting me on a path towards understanding They asked me what I got out of boot blacking. What is it about leather. My gut reaction had always been that I’m…

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Relationship Mourning

At ShibariCon, I did a version of my class “Sacred Ropes.” Each time I do that class, different truths come out of my mouth, and this time, it seems the one everyone needed to hear, or at least the one that has gotten a LOT of response, was my concept of an “un-handfasting.” I told the tale of how my former Husband ErosWind and I went to the place he proposed to me, with our handfasting cords and the well-wishes from our wedding, and we read the well wishes and untied our cords. It has spurred a FetLife group: http://fetlife.com/groups/7413…

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Objectification, Animism, and for the love of Things

It comes again. The discussion that keeps mulling around in my head, that has come up twice in under 24 hours. The issue of animism, the belief that things have souls, and where it intersects with humans who are things, and things that we have relationships with. The video above is about a few women who are considered OS- Object Sexuals. They have not only sexual relationships with objects, but emotional ones as well, and do not have relationships with humans. The documentary does not judge, except insomuch as by providing opinions of people around them as well as from…

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A dude with glitter in his beard

When I decided at the age of 26 that I was going to finally gender transition, I was lovingly informed that I had to hang up my heels and become a real guy. One photographer friend of mine offered to give me “dude lessons” (sadly, not a euphemism for having sex with him). Another old friend informed me that transguys don’t do drag, or wear makeup. A small army of FtM folks and their allies I knew said that for the first few years after transition you have to stay a mans man in some way… its hard enough for…

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Receiving Puja

I started this essay on the flight home from Denver, but was unable to complete it until today. I think because i had to authentically read it again today and thank the universe and myself again today. Today has been hard, but I am so blessed. So blessed. Receiving Puja Its not often in my life that I have an opportunity to view myself in full power, grace and vulnerability, and yet I have been told I have had more of these moments than others do. I am told of people who walk through life blind. I meet souls who…

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Listening to our Masturbations

I’m trying to listen to my masturbations again. For me masturbation can be a lot of things: mechanical release sexual connection with a partner a way to relax connection with self feels good meditation sensory experience trance opening up to the divine to receive messages magical tool for putting desires out to the universe (or other magical stuff) checking in with self and more… But I was recently attending Spirit of the Islands, an amazing event in Hawaii, and was able to do tech work for Femcar’s Humiliation and Objectification class. She has a brain I drool over, love, adore.…

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A Pony Away

Published in Kink-E Magazine, Summer 2007 ©2004, 2007 Lee Harrington A Pony Away A true story of Human Equine Play By Lee “Bridgett” Harrington When I arrived at Leather Retreat on Thursday afternoon, unloading roller bags of rope and toys, I eyed the ponies being dressed into their tack.  Beautiful mares and stallions, young and old, some in corsets and heels, others in jeans and tank tops, leather straps crossing their faces, harnesses pulled around their torsos, the occasional whiney or grunt.  I eyed them and shook my head, and continued pulling bags into the cabin, trying to put the…

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It Only Hurts When I Try

It Only Hurts When I Try By Lee “Bridgett” Harrington Originally appeared in TransOhio March 2007 So today I didn’t try. Today I just put on a bra and tank top and tried not to care at all. I discouraged myself from looking in the mirror and made lots of jokes at the bazaar along the lines of “Why do they assume that if I own breast I want silver jewelry?” I bought myself a pair of brass knuckles and avoided going near toilets anywhere in public. Today I went body numb, but at least I didn’t go violent again.…

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Opening Up the Well: A Recording from Oral History

Ride a cock horse to Banbury Cross To see a fine lady upon a white horse With rings on her fingers and bells on her toes She shall have music wherever she goes He’d grown up in Hawai’i, but his mother’s family was gathering in England for the yearly family get together. A bit reluctant he left his slippers behind and strapped his young teen feet into brown leather and laces after pulling on trousers, shirt, tie and blazer. It was an uncomfortable gathering, formal of formal and his bones cried out to be in the sun again, to let…

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Xara Photo essay – Finding a place of peace

The following is a step by step guide to finding a place of peace beyond the land of Xara. This was where I haiked to on Friday morning of Xara… and I hope the photos share part of my journey with you. Get to Xara, and dress to impress yourself. These two steps may be the trickiest for some of you, and for others like breathing in a breath of fresh air. For some of you it will be both and neither. Beyond Pangea, where Drew Barrymore is the Devil, before reaching the sweat lodges, dodge left here the bedoiun…

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