I want to see more sisters celebrating the masculine in his heart and in his truth. I long for the feminine to be so joyous in her rapturous ecstasy claiming that He too is love. I pray for women to feel so safe and secure around our brothers that the pain of our ancestors can finally be laid to rest.
When will we all see that we need each other? Realise that the barbaric programming of the enslavement forefathers is not the person who stands before us, or next to us, or in our beds but simply an inherited memory that still haunts.
I want to see more brothers actively defending women in all places, it's not that we cant do it on our own but if we joined forces we would be unstoppable, a team you and I becoming; we. We know that not all of you are our murderers and our rapists but you hold that guilt in your psyche and it weighs you down. I know that you grimace when a sister crosses the road or avoids your eye contact.
It's not fair, it's not. Now that that's been said I hold my hands open and say 'I too am sorry' for we are also responsible for forgetting who we are, for making you think you are our source when in doing so made all of us incomplete. We created this together, no matter who is to blame I say let's create something better.
You see we are at the end of a long road, chosen now to pave another. We have wept many thousands of years and wish only for your truth to be told. No brothers and fathers should have to break under this heavy load, it's not a war against 'them' but it's been a war within, against the feminine aspect of you. Taught to deny and shut down, but the truth is boiling over with no return.
Please brother, reach for your gold.