A True King

I feel so very blessed to be living my life with a wonderful honest man, a man who knows who he is, where he came from and where he is going. A man who knows his left from his right, light from dark, truth from lies. A man who knows me, who loves me. A man who trusts in the wisdom of my intuition who honours my womb my blood and my cyclical feminine nature.

A man who takes the lead, who seeks to shield and protect the divine feminine at all costs, guarding her and the sacred lands of the mother with all his power.  A man who knows there is no greater gift than to be loved unconditionally by a womban, merging mind body and soul, dancing through life in harmony in balance, creating life consciously together in sacred union. A man who provides the SAFETY, SECURITY and STABILITY the feminine requires in order to relax and soften ever so deeply into the divine feminine way of living and being. A man who supports the deep listening and honouring of the Mother, the embodiment of the mother, the wild womban, the witch, the hag, the triple headed goddess.  A man who loves them all.

“To love a woman, the mate must also love her untamed nature. If she takes a mate who cannot or will not love this other side, she shall surely in some way be dismantled and left to limp about un- repaired.”

“ to love means to stay with. It means to emerge from a fantasy world into a world where sustainable love is possible, face to face, bones to bones. A love of devotion”

“It is an act of deepest love to allow oneself to be stirred by the wildish soul of another. In a world where humans are so afraid of “losing” there are far too many protective walls against being dissolved in the numinosity of another human soul”

Three delicious quotes from the wonderfully wise Clarissa Pinkola

Estés