The Masculine Sword
Feb 14, 2023
In your feminine initiation to love and union, the masculine sword is your greatest teacher.
You believe by resisting his sword and the triggers and sensations that come with it, you’ll avoid pain.
Except, you’re simply feeding your addictions to pain. You are attempting to protect those parts of you that were wounded by your father and men in the past. The parts that desperately want your attention. The parts that NEED to be penetrated, cut loose, and exposed - by his sword.
In your insisting, “No, don’t tell me what to do. This isn’t how I want you to lead. I am a strong independent high performing woman who can provide for myself. I do all this personal development work and I know better,” etc. You are castrating him, and depriving yourself the ecstasy of being cracked open.
The path of the feminine ego is destructive to you both. In your attachment to your pain, you rob YOU of what you desire the most.
Closing off to, and putting up walls to reject his sword is like a flower that is resisting her natural urge to open and receive the intense rays of the summer sun. Out of a desperate need for self preservation, she is denying herself the nourishment that is essential for her blossoming.
Sooner or later, your nectar loses its sweet fragrance. Your eros dries up. And you become hardened, brittle, and bitter.
The masculine energy is directional and penetrative.
His field of consciousness is meant to strip you down to your bare nakedness, while his sword of truth leaves you feminine ego wounded and aching.
In the rawest essence of who you are, with disruptions, delusions, and defenses cut away, you are left throbbing in your deep vulnerability - tender, open, and ready to receive MORE of him.
There is a layer of your feminine awakening and maturation, that can only be provided by, and accessed through him.
Tears. Screams. Fights. Finger pointing. Ego spilling. Rebellion. Rage. Grief. Death. Rebirth. Softening. Sweet abandon. Orgasmic ravaging love. Innocence. Placing all parts of you and your naked feminine soul on the altar as an offering to God. Holding the full range of all sensations and then some. And bursting with your fullness.
This is the primordial masculine force you have been deeply yearning for your whole life. This is what pulls you into the depth, and pulsing truth of your receptive nature.
