The Night I Awoke: Healing the Wounds of the Divine Masculine

PART TWO

One day in May, I was walking in Dublin city centre when suddenly something started to feel very different. I was in the middle of a shop in a busy part of town. The hustle and bustle of Dublin city centre makes it difficult to focus, but this time, I needed to be thinking. I was helping my beloved find something he needed. I was present from him. Suddenly, I looked around me and saw the Divine Masculine in all His beautiful forms. I saw with my heart, not with eyes. I felt His energy, His Divinity and His Humanity, and I felt great Compassion for this Energy that is often misunderstood and manipulated.

And while everything around me moved so fast, I could see them all! I started to feel in my heart this energy and how often I have distrusted him and denied Him, love… But now I could feel His True nature hidden behind faces, bodies, ages, projections, trauma and pain.

Women often feel and see male energy as the energy that has abused and manipulated women and caused them pain. But today, Divine Masculine, I see your True Nature and bow to your Strength, Courage, and Love.

Men have always been seen as warriors and protectors, providers, defenders, knights,  performers, and ones who must always stand tall and strong. They have also been labelled abusers, egotistical and misogynistic. These energies are heavy to carry and must often feel like a heavy burden on a man's shoulders. I am sorry. It must be difficult to block your connection to your deepest feelings because you have to live up to our expectations and preconceived ideas.

But now, I look at you and see you, Sacred Masculine. You are so close to me. And I look at God beside me, the one who still holds my hand (after so many years together) when we walk and talk, the one who sacrifices himself so I can walk my path.

To the Divine Masculine in all his forms, I extend and stretch my arms to you to hug you and keep you close to my womb heart to nurture you back to life.

I apologise for giving you so little while expecting so much of you.

Michela

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