To Love a man ~my new journey begins

To Love a man

To Love a man ♥

If you want to change the world Love a man; really love him Choose the one whose Soul calls to yours clearly who sees you; who is brave enough to be afraid  Accept his hand and guide him gently to your hearts blood Where he can feel your warmth upon him and rest there And burn his heavy load in your fires Look into his eyes look deep within and see what lies dormant or awake or shy or expectant there Look into his eyes and see there his fathers and grandfathers and all the wars and madness their spirits fought in some distant land, some distant time Look upon their pains and struggles and torments and guilt; without judgment And let it all go Feel into his ancestral burden And know that what he seeks is safe refuge in you Let him melt in your steady gaze And know that you need not mirror that rage Because you have a womb, a sweet, deep gateway to wash and renew old wounds

If you want to change the world Love a man, really love him Sit before him, in the full majesty of your woman in the breath of your vulnerability In the play of your child innocence in the depths of your death Flowering invitation, softly yielding, allowing his power as a man To step forward towards you…and swim in the Earth’s womb, in silent knowing, together And when he retreats…because he will…flees in fear to his cave…  Gather your grandmothers around you…envelope in their wisdoms  Hear their gentle shusshhhed whispers, calm your frightened girls’ heart Urging you to be still…and wait patiently for his return Sit and sing by his door, a song of remembrance, that he may be soothed, once more

If you want to change the world, love a man, really love him Do not coax out his little boy  With guiles and wiles and seduction and trickery Only to lure him…to a web of destruction To a place of chaos and hatred More terrible than any war fought by his brothers This is not feminine this is revenge This is the poison of the twisted lines Of the abuse of the ages, the rape of our world And this gives no power to woman it reduces her as she cuts off his balls And it kills us all And whether his mother held him or could not Show him the true mother now Hold him and guide him in your grace and your depth Smoldering in the center of the Earth’s core Do not punish him for his wounds that you think don’t meet your needs or criteria Cry for him sweet rivers Bleed it all back home If you want to change the world love a man, really love him Love him enough to be naked and free Love him enough to open your body and soul to the cycle of birth and of death And thank him for the opportunity As you dance together through the raging winds and silent woods Be brave enough to be fragile and let him drink in the soft, heady petals of your being Let him know he can hold you stand up and protect you Fall back into his arms and trust him to catch you Even if you’ve been dropped a thousand times before Teach him how to surrender by surrendering yourself And merge into the sweet nothing, of this worlds’ heart

If you want to change the world, love a man, really love him Encourage him, feed him, allow him, hear him, hold him, heal him And you, in turn, will be nourished and supported and protected By strong arms and clear thoughts and focused arrows Because he can, if you let him, be all that you dream

~Anonymous~

aspire to inspire

This morning I woke up thinking of this new path I have been taken to, thinking how I now stand on the edge of a new world and wondering where I was to go next.  A Rainbow Twin Flame Journey is like nothing one dreams of when they think of Love embracing them.  In the conventional way of thinking one does not think that “he or she” may need to follow  a path that is for their healing, and they may have to leave to travel somewhere else to go to find their healing..

I am the teacher.  I teach by experiencing, and sharing my experiences.   By sharing we grow, this is what the Earth tells me is the natural order.   So this morning I woke up, standing on the edge of a precipice making a leap of faith and wondering where to go next.

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This is a new world and a new piece of paper has been given me on which to draw, and since the instructions are that I am go visit the Grandmothers I did a search with my search engine and discovered the first place we will be traveling to is Spider Grandmother..

so I leave you with this as our new journey begins:  from Wikipedia

“The Spider Grandmother is creator of the world in Southwestern Native American religions and myths such as that of the Pueblo and Navajo peoples. According to mythology, she was responsible for the stars in the sky, she took a web she had spun, laced it with dew, threw it into the sky and the dew became the stars.”

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(LOL    love and laughter, I do love a journey that sparkles with love, life and sacred dance   xxoxx  )

 

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