you and me
My inner masculine needs to see my inner feminine's treasure. And she needs to value and trust his too. He has been absent on many levels, not standing up in his power and being there to consistently hold and catch my inner feminine when she falls.
I have heard many times in breakups with lovers, or fights with friends, that they have felt I had not been genuine. I was being genuine, but I was more interested in creating conversation about change rather than inspiring action for change.
Where you live is like a relationship with a partner. You have to be ready for the connection, unblinkered to the other’s imperfections, and draw only the good from them.
That is the magic of our lives -- we have the choice to 'course correct' at any moment. It's simple, yet we make it so hard because of what we make things mean. What we decide we can’t do or have or be. The idea we’re too old, too young, not smart enough, or 'just a mom' as I had often said ...
A key reason the masculine in me is so wounded that he can't step up and catch my feminine when she falls is because he was not allowed to do his job when he most needed to in my life. Instead of being my inner hero, he became my wounded critic. He was castrated.