awaken beloved

DEAR BEAUTIFUL MEN:
If you want to change the world… Love a woman – really Love her. Find the one who calls to your soul, who doesn’t make sense.

Throw away your check list and put your ear to her heart and listen.Hear the names, the prayers, the songs of every living thing-every winged one, every furry and scaled one,every underground and underwater one, every green and flowering one,every not

 yet born and dying one…Hear their melancholy praises back to the One who gave them life.If you haven’t heard your own name yet, you haven’t listened long enough.

If your eyes aren’t filled with tears, if you aren’t bowing at her feet, you haven’t ever grieved having almost lost her.If you want to change the world…

Love a woman – one womanbeyond yourself, beyond desire and reason,beyond your male preferences for youth, beauty and varietyand all your superficial concepts of freedom.

We have given ourselves so many choices we have forgotten that true liberation comes from standing in the middle of the soul’s fire and burning through our resistance to Love.

There is one Goddess in every woman. Look into Her eyes and see-really see if she is the one to bring the axe to your head. If not, walk away. Right now. Don’t waste time “trying.”

Know that your decision has nothing to do with her because ultimately it’s not with who, but when we choose to surrender.

If you want to change the world… Love a woman. Love her for life – beyond your fear of death,beyond your fear of being manipulated by the Mother inside your head.

Don’t tell her you’re willing to die for her. Say you’re willing to LIVE with her, plant trees with her and watch them grow.

Be her hero by telling her how beautiful she is in her vulnerable majesty, by helping her to remember every day that she IS Goddess through your adoration and devotion.

If you want to change the world… Love a woman in all her faces, through all her seasons and she will heal you of your schizophrenia-your double-mindedness and half-heartedness which keeps your Spirit and body separate-which keeps you alone and always looking outside your Selffor something to make your life worth living.

There will always be another woman. Soon the new shiny one will become the old dull one and you’ll grow restless again, trading in women like cars, trading in the Goddess for the latest object of your desire.

Man doesn’t need any more choices. What man needs is a Woman, the Way of the Feminine, of Patience and Compassion, non-seeking, non-doing, of breathing in one place and sinking deep intertwining roots strong enough to hold the Earth together while she shakes off the cement and steel from her skin.

If you want to change the world… Love a woman, just one woman. Love and protect her as if she is the last holy vessel.

Love her through her fear of abandonment which she has been holding for all of humanity.

No, the wound is not hers to heal alone. No, she is not weak in her co-dependence. If you want to change the world…

Love a woman all the way through until she believes you,until her instincts, her visions, her voice, her art, her passion, her wildness have returned to her …

… until she is a force of Love more powerful than all the political media demons who seek to devalue and destroy her.

If you want to change the world, lay down your causes, your guns and protest signs.

Lay down your inner war, righteous anger and Love a woman…beyond all of your striving for greatness, beyond your tenacious quest for enlightenment.

The holy grail stands before you if you would only take her in your arms and let go of searching for something beyond this intimacy.

What if peace is a dream which can only be re-memberedthrough the heart of the feminine, in man or woman?

What if a man’s Love for Woman, the Way of the Feminine is the key to opening Her (and His) heart?

If you want to change the world…Love a woman to the depths of your shadow, to the highest reaches of your Being,back to the Garden where you first met her,to the gateway of the rainbow realmwhere you walk through together as Light as One,to the point of no return,to the ends and the beginning of a new Earth…”

To be a man and love a woman like this, she must be the kind of woman that *could* be loved like this.

♥ A woman leading her body, her life with trust, compassion and willingness. A woman that values, honors and allows her vulnerability to be witnessed, plunged into, ravished … A woman who communicates, stands in her center and opens herself wider, and wider … and wider, again. She sings her song and dances her dance in full confident feminine expression – And she honors him, his dance, his direction – yet ONLY because she honors her feminine and His masculine purpose NATURALLY fulfills her… “Here” – she knows she is home…♥ ♥ Lisa Citore

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3 thoughts on “awaken beloved

  1. lolaorlando says:

    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

    If you want to love a man, love yourself, love your father
    Love your brother, your son, your ex-partner; from the first boy you kissed,
    To the last one you wept over
    Give thanks for the gifts; of your unraveling to this meeting
    Of the one who stands before you now
    And find in him the seed to all that’s new and solar
    A seed that you can feed to help direct the planting
    To grow a new world, together

    ~Anonymous~

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