Safety

We have been frozen in old roles of pain and separation. Now the snow melts, the ice departs and our true beauty blossoms.

We have been frozen in old roles of pain and separation. Now the snow melts, the ice departs and our true beauty blossoms.

This word has been playing in my mind since a conversation with a friend. She told me of her experience seeing a father hug his young daughter at the grocery store. She could feel how safe that girl felt in her father’s arms. For so many of us, that was not the case. It is something that I have not experienced from a father, a husband, nor a lover. Instead, I had to learn to carry my own safety within. Not a bad thing and yet it meant that my masculine side was dominant as it had to be in charge, making sure that all was well.

We are now in the time of balancing our masculine and feminine energies within so that we may manifest divine union partnerships in the outer world of form. I can feel them coming and it sends chills through me. The masculine’s main role is as protector of the feminine, the floor beneath her feet. For the feminine to truly open to the masculine, she needs to feel that floor, solid and strong under her. Only then, can she fully open her rosebud of love to bloom in its full beauty.

I do not know the artist but give credit to their creativity. The feminine bringing her gift of flowing water in the chalice of love.

I do not know the artist but give credit to her creativity. The feminine bringing her gift of flowing water in the chalice of love.

The feminine is the receiver, the tuner in to the wisdom of the cosmos. She flows with the tides, the earth’s magic. When she is embraced and held by the masculine, she can let down and allow herself the freedom of this flow. Oh my, typing these words brings tears as I can imagine the relief of such freedom to truly be present with all that is. Not having to watch the boundaries, navigate the banks of the river, instead to simply flow with the energies. To be the mother of the babe and know that she can be fully present for her child as her partner has her back. He holds the container around the her and the child, allowing them full play within.

I witness this with my youngest son and his wife and children. There is such ease, deep honoring on both sides. The joy is palpable as their family flows in its rhythms together. These are the new holy families. The Christ child born within each one.

My knowing is that there is a large group of women, who have been on their own for years or decades, like myself. We have spent our time doing our inner work, clearing and healing the shadow within as well as within the earth herself. This has helped to free the feminine energies as balance is restored on the earth. The patriarchy is in its last gasps as it surrenders to its true role as the masculine protector of the feminine rather than as her overlord.

Now we stand as equals, looking through the eyes of love.

Now we stand as equals, looking through the eyes of love.

Now we women are ready. We are done with our work of healing wounded warriors. The masculine has been wounded by the age of patriarchy as much as the feminine has. It is time to heal on both sides. There is no blame nor shame, It is time for each to come into our hearts and find and live our joy. To care for ourselves, first and foremost. The feminine has had the strength and support of one another on this healing journey. Society has made that more difficult for men to access. Yet, the young men are seeking it and finding their own way to mastery, despite not having role models in front of them.

May the men open to their healing work and have the courage to offer their strength and protection to the women in their lives. May the women, open our hearts to allow this protection in. To let down our walls and trust that we will be held. There are lifetimes of pain to surmount to come to this place. Our feminine wisdom has not been received in ages past. The men’s strength has been used against women and themselves as they used their power to hold down women. Men have been barred from receiving the tenderness that their hearts yearn for.

Coloring a new path between the old broken male and female. A joining of color and light.

Coloring a new path between the old broken male and female. A joining of color and light.

In truth, we seek that balance. I see these pillars of divine love as these unions come together. This love will light up the world and create new life, new frequencies to walk in. Magic is afoot. We are asked to hasten its arrival by caring deeply for ourselves. Loving ourselves, filling ourselves with love and following the path of joy, will liberate us all. No longer doing for others in ways that do not light our hearts. It is time for all to claim their sovereignty and walk in their own Christ light.

What a time to be alive. I can feel the celebration as these unions come into being. We are ready. May we allow the joy to wash through us, after lifetimes of living sorrow. Joy is now the password and the way. Let us light this world on fire with our love!

 

 

2 thoughts on “Safety

  1. Wow, Beautiful and in these words I have never imagined a protector in a union. I have always thought in a union we would each protect our selves through our faith. My husband of 51 years has never been or stood to be my protector. Nor my father or any male relationships I’ve had. I always thought when we are all balanced there would be no need for protection. This will be a new avenue for me to study. I have wished for protection but never experienced it from my love. In 69 1/2 years The Lord has been my protector and I stood behind him for my strength to support myself. I like your idea♥️.
    Thank you Linda Marie

    • Dear Bev,
      I understand The Lord being your protector. I feel that we can have that here on earth…..that daily support around us. Jesus is the example with his beloved Mary Magdelene. That is my understanding. Wishing it for all who desire the divine union.
      I love you,
      Linda

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