Wednesday, November 7, 2012

Loving A Man Can Change The World.



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…flee in fear to his cave…
 Gather your grandmothers around you…envelope in their wisdoms
 Hear their gentle shushed 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 castrates him
 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
 Smouldering 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 unravelling 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
  By:  Stellar
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