For an Empath there’s an intimacy in wanting to give ourselves without being asked. The way our body relaxes at the thought of being guided, our breath slows, our brain goes quiet and the world shrinks when we imagine not having to decide what comes next. It’s Desire, closeness, a feeling of complete weightlessness, of safety.

Submission feels like jumping instead of fear. Like trusting someone enough to stop thinking and simply be allowed to only respond. To offer yourself without walls up, without hesitancy that is deeply intimate. This kind of desire doesn’t need to be said out loud, it doesn’t need a title or name. It lives in private moments or conversations, it lives within the amount of trust, and respect you offer that person to allow them that amount of yourself, of that much trust. It’s safety of knowing you are allowed to soften and remain intact. To be present without having to lead, for many we see leaders everywhere else, it’s the one place we can set that down.

Submission, when it is given out of real love, trust, respect for the one you allow to have it, feels like home.

And in that truly special place desire doesn’t rush it allows you to truly feel it. Allows everything buzzing around you, the things you hold to pause only permitting you to focus on what you feel there nothing more. It is rare to experience that moment without anything else existing unless you are one of us.

We are not incapable of leading but tired of always having to. Submission is how we find relief, it’s our reset button. Allows calmer thoughts, more clear thinking, better decision making, lower stress. It is how we ground ourselves again to be able to tackle the world on steadier feet.