Today is the second Sunday in a row that I have come across tears streaming from men in the street. Last Sunday me and my Sister were walking when a man in the park took a break from riding his bike to sob. We met him with love and held space for him to let out his pain and be witnessed by the Divine Feminine. He spoke of his Beloved and the yearning for a family. He then spoke of his Mother and sisters. This man was grieving and yearning for feminine love. His tears streamed and his eyes were bright like stars.
Tonight I was met in the street by a man who was in need. He too cried as I met his eyes with love. He clenched his fists and told me how angry he was. That he had served 20 years for this country and they treated him like a roach. I listened with hand over heart and let him know that I saw him and his pain. My message to him was undo what they have done to you and stay in your heart. A new way is here.. Choose love!
Poem for our Brother’s – Sit by me
Come now, Come sit by me. Bring to me all your heartache. Release yourself from this metal armor and find your way back. I can not do it for you but I can shine my light. As you grieve your life, I hold you in love with a silent prayer. As you clench your fists in rage, shaking your hands I pray for your self control. The rivers in your eyes reflects generations of men, broken and abused. I don’t know how to ease your anger or nurse your bloody wounds. I see the desperation and I ache for you. I love you.
Come sit by me.. I see you
The world is created through our juicy bodies. Our breasts feed and nurture life. We are exquisite beings! I marvel in the depths of my soul as I witness Life within us all.