By way of a first post to these forums, I hope it's OK to use this space to share my experience of being big - what I love about it and why. I hope this might provide some insight into why this daddy loves to be one, and what he is getting out of his side of the relationship.
So here goes
I love to teach you things. I've devoted so much of my life to learning and it makes that effort feel extra worthwhile when I can pass it on to you, in love. Knowledge hoarded is stale. In teaching you, the things I have learned take on fresh meaning and new life.
I love to show you an experience for the first time. I've seen so much in life, but you let me experience the newness of things again. In experiencing them together with you, I get to experience them for the first time again too. Plus now I'm experiencing them *with you*.
I love being silly with you. I spend so much of my life in a very grown up job surrounded by very grown up and serious people and you are a gateway into a very light hearted kingdom. You're the gatekeeper of so much joy for me like that.
I love protecting you. It makes me feel capable. It reminds me how secure I am in the world. And to give you, you who are so innocent and small, some measure of my power in your service makes that power feel sanctified and pure.
I love to make love with you. I've been some very exciting places and done some very exciting things, but this is emotionally as bright and burning as anything I've ever experienced. You are with me, and so little, and you are wanting to please. Your littleness, and the innocence and vulnerability and openness of that makes me feel ravenous. It brings out this fierce fierce yearning to consume you that is raw and aggressive. I want to overwhelm you. To take you far our beyond yourself. In your experience of that, I get to taste it vicariously through you. The surrender and freedom and honesty of it. And at the very same time I am awed and humbled by your openness and vulnerability. Your littleness makes me feel big. That's how it goes. And I want to wrap my arms around you and not just possess but protect, to celebrate that you are one of the very very rare ones that is capable of going there, in trust. I want to use you, and to celebrate you. Look at this gift you have. Look at how wanted and how pleasing you can be. The pleasure you allow yourself and in that, the pleasure you can give! There is a doorway in you that most people cannot walk through, but in you it is wide open. There is the element of the divine to this. I feel big. I feel indescribable gratitude that you complete an energetic circuit I cannot make on my own, for this is a place it takes two to reach. You are so, so special to me. A jewel far beyond price.
I love it when our souls celebrate together. In so many mystic traditions it requires a masculine and a feminine energy to come together into a oneness that contains yet transcends them both. Like many polar energies, the masculine and feminine call each other out, call each other into greater being, as they spiral-dance together. And yes, masculine and feminine are powerful energies to bring together like this - but daddy and girl, there is some extra mystery to this, some greater power again.
I love your trust in me. It makes me want to be the very best man I can be. Do you know that? You want to be my good girl. And because you are I want to be the very best person I can be too.
I love how affectionate you are. I need affection as much as you do. I may be big, and in many ways I may be strong, but without love it all feels so empty. I love it when you climb all over me, laughing. When you grab and wont let go. When you make me little gifts. And you are so open to love where so many bigs have closed that down in themselves. You are so good at loving!
I love that you teach me too. You are capable of things I am not. I learn them just by being around you. You change me for the better. You help me be more fully who I am.
Here's the thing:
Your ability to be little makes a space for me to be big. That's how our gifts balance.
From the bottom of my soul, thank you for giving me the gift of this experience.