Woman and man lay together becoming mother and father
She offered the fertile deep space,
He the seed
From this YOU were born and nourished
The loving or otherwise
embrace of woman and man
Brought forth You!
A most sacred creation.
I recently took part in a beautiful ceremony, for which I was required to set an intention. As the first vague threads of that intention began to weave together I sensed there was a deep yearning to bring my inner masculine and feminine aspects together in harmony; I also sensed there was more to it than putting them in a room together and stating “Play nicely or I’ll take your toys away”. Like two warring children my inner boy and girl have over the years developed into inner man and woman sharing a deep if subtle dislike and distrust of one another.
Earlier in the day I had received a wonderful body-work treatment with an intuitive therapist who had asked me if I was lingering in a relationship that wasn’t honouring me. I explained I had recently left a relationship, one in which I had felt honoured more so than in any previous ones, and yet, maybe not fully. Sanjula shared with me the difficulty men have in truly honouring women, saying that before they can do this they have to learn how to bow down with reverence and gratitude to their mothers for the life they gave them – regardless of the wounding, conditioning and limited beliefs their mother may have inflicted on them during their childhood and in later years. A quick mental scan of the dynamics I had witnessed between my ex-partners and their mothers resulted in my concurring with the initial statement – that men do have great difficulty in truly honouring their mothers and therefore also the woman they are with.
Then Sanjula gave a little shrug and said “Of course, the same is true for women, they can’t truly honour any man without first learning how to honour their father”. Whoah! This blew me away as the realisation whacked me across my head (in a similar way in which my dad used to) and woke me up to the fact I have never honoured my father. I have loved him, gradually learnt to trust him, began to recognise his love for me and his commitment to me and his family… But honour? I hadn’t managed that so far. I then thought of all of the men I had loved, truly loved… But hadn’t truly honoured, I hadn’t fully acknowledged the power inherent in each of them to seed life, to make life happen.
Tears flowed as the intention wove into something more substantial and clear. I intended that the ceremony brought about a harmonised integration of masculine and feminine energies, both within and those experienced in the outer realms in my relationships with men; and a deepening appreciation of the first step – my willingness to bow down and gently kiss the feet of my father. Of course, to do so literally may freak my dad out a little and so the actual expression, when I next see him, will be a heartfelt hug, a thank you, and an ‘I love you’. That will be enough for him to become concerned for my sanity and emotional well-being so I will leave it there!
As the ceremony progressed with meditative dance and a shared sensuality heightened by breath-work, I found myself looking into the eyes of the men present and seeing clearly their inherent power, the power to seed and facilitate creation on multiple levels. As I acknowledged their power, my heart opened and a deep desire to honour all men for the gift of life they have the ability to bring forth surged forward. The feeling was of ecstasy and in that moment the reverence and devotion, the love and desire I used to feel for the divine principle of masculine consciousness (known to some as God) came flooding back.
“Why do we call God the Father? Father does not have a creative nature - father can only seed. We are a soul and part of that whole great soul which is the seed in you. Creativity of sustenance and deliverance is from the mother, and that is why the Earth is called mother.” Yogi Bhajan 7/10/1975
The Infinite consciousness holds the store of potentiality; the Finite earth the organic matter from which all life is made and maintained. We each hold within the divine masculine and feminine aspects of Source. Regardless of gender we have the power to seed, create and sustain life. However, our physiologies dictate that the physical/mundane expression of these principles lie distinctly within the bodies of man and woman. Man has the power to seed, woman the power to deliver and sustain the creation (with her milk).
Women, your father, regardless of the wounding he has caused, his absence, criticism, aloofness, or other forms of pain, your father provided the seed that gave you your life. Men, your mother, regardless of the wounding she caused, her smothering, coldness, manipulation, or other forms of pain, your mother provided the fertile earth from which you emerged.
Honour thy parents and may we behold the deep healing of all relationships between men and women, between inner masculine and feminine aspects, between heaven and earth. Sat nam.
She offered the fertile deep space,
He the seed
From this YOU were born and nourished
The loving or otherwise
embrace of woman and man
Brought forth You!
A most sacred creation.
I recently took part in a beautiful ceremony, for which I was required to set an intention. As the first vague threads of that intention began to weave together I sensed there was a deep yearning to bring my inner masculine and feminine aspects together in harmony; I also sensed there was more to it than putting them in a room together and stating “Play nicely or I’ll take your toys away”. Like two warring children my inner boy and girl have over the years developed into inner man and woman sharing a deep if subtle dislike and distrust of one another.
Earlier in the day I had received a wonderful body-work treatment with an intuitive therapist who had asked me if I was lingering in a relationship that wasn’t honouring me. I explained I had recently left a relationship, one in which I had felt honoured more so than in any previous ones, and yet, maybe not fully. Sanjula shared with me the difficulty men have in truly honouring women, saying that before they can do this they have to learn how to bow down with reverence and gratitude to their mothers for the life they gave them – regardless of the wounding, conditioning and limited beliefs their mother may have inflicted on them during their childhood and in later years. A quick mental scan of the dynamics I had witnessed between my ex-partners and their mothers resulted in my concurring with the initial statement – that men do have great difficulty in truly honouring their mothers and therefore also the woman they are with.
Then Sanjula gave a little shrug and said “Of course, the same is true for women, they can’t truly honour any man without first learning how to honour their father”. Whoah! This blew me away as the realisation whacked me across my head (in a similar way in which my dad used to) and woke me up to the fact I have never honoured my father. I have loved him, gradually learnt to trust him, began to recognise his love for me and his commitment to me and his family… But honour? I hadn’t managed that so far. I then thought of all of the men I had loved, truly loved… But hadn’t truly honoured, I hadn’t fully acknowledged the power inherent in each of them to seed life, to make life happen.
Tears flowed as the intention wove into something more substantial and clear. I intended that the ceremony brought about a harmonised integration of masculine and feminine energies, both within and those experienced in the outer realms in my relationships with men; and a deepening appreciation of the first step – my willingness to bow down and gently kiss the feet of my father. Of course, to do so literally may freak my dad out a little and so the actual expression, when I next see him, will be a heartfelt hug, a thank you, and an ‘I love you’. That will be enough for him to become concerned for my sanity and emotional well-being so I will leave it there!
As the ceremony progressed with meditative dance and a shared sensuality heightened by breath-work, I found myself looking into the eyes of the men present and seeing clearly their inherent power, the power to seed and facilitate creation on multiple levels. As I acknowledged their power, my heart opened and a deep desire to honour all men for the gift of life they have the ability to bring forth surged forward. The feeling was of ecstasy and in that moment the reverence and devotion, the love and desire I used to feel for the divine principle of masculine consciousness (known to some as God) came flooding back.
“Why do we call God the Father? Father does not have a creative nature - father can only seed. We are a soul and part of that whole great soul which is the seed in you. Creativity of sustenance and deliverance is from the mother, and that is why the Earth is called mother.” Yogi Bhajan 7/10/1975
The Infinite consciousness holds the store of potentiality; the Finite earth the organic matter from which all life is made and maintained. We each hold within the divine masculine and feminine aspects of Source. Regardless of gender we have the power to seed, create and sustain life. However, our physiologies dictate that the physical/mundane expression of these principles lie distinctly within the bodies of man and woman. Man has the power to seed, woman the power to deliver and sustain the creation (with her milk).
Women, your father, regardless of the wounding he has caused, his absence, criticism, aloofness, or other forms of pain, your father provided the seed that gave you your life. Men, your mother, regardless of the wounding she caused, her smothering, coldness, manipulation, or other forms of pain, your mother provided the fertile earth from which you emerged.
Honour thy parents and may we behold the deep healing of all relationships between men and women, between inner masculine and feminine aspects, between heaven and earth. Sat nam.
In the great alchemical fire of sex and sensuality Marriage occurs….
The twisting licking furling flames of desire
Heating loins, quickening hearts to the point
of expansion
Within this great expansiveness is awakened all potential union of hitherto
torturously divergent parts
Body and mind, soul and spirit, human yearning
and divine compassion
By the grace of outer expression
The inner masculine and feminine become
entwined and unified
Harmony within bestows upon the world the same blessed outer harmony
So mote it be and be it so
The twisting licking furling flames of desire
Heating loins, quickening hearts to the point
of expansion
Within this great expansiveness is awakened all potential union of hitherto
torturously divergent parts
Body and mind, soul and spirit, human yearning
and divine compassion
By the grace of outer expression
The inner masculine and feminine become
entwined and unified
Harmony within bestows upon the world the same blessed outer harmony
So mote it be and be it so
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