Feminine Rising
She is stirring… waking from a long slumber. She is hearing the call, piercing through the layers of static and muffled sounds that have surrounded her essence and kept it hidden. You might feel her - be it rage, creative surges, passion, bursts of nurture, a call to softness, being suddenly drawn to feminine things. Please listen, and give her space to rise. She will lead you home.
We are deep in the birth pains of birthing something new in this world. A new way of life, based in love and wholeness, reverence and grace. I have talked about this before. Now I am being asked to speak about the feminine.
In the beginning there was the ONE. The one became divided into two. The purpose was never about the dividing. The purpose was to bring more fullness to life and to witness the expansion and healing as these two parts came back together as one. These were male and female. Each carried their own divine codes. These codes were part of what made the whole. Male carried the codes of protection, stability, power, outward electric make-it-happen energy. Female carried the codes of nurture, compassion, creativity, deep inner wisdom and intuition, receiving and drawing in. These two were meant to live and work together in perfect harmony. They were meant to be the stewards of creation and to use their union to create more to contribute to God’s beautiful universe. As the fall continued (after the initial fall from oneness with God), these two archetypes became more and more distorted. Stories were spun of what they should and shouldn’t be, which roles they were to fill. The lines and differentiations between the two became blurred and completely undetectable at times. Demands were placed upon them, and privileges were removed from them, until both were overworked and unfulfilled, living in a world of stress, overwhelmed and quite disconnected from their true Divine essence.
Still they kept coming together. They kept merging in search of love and oneness. They created and multiplied, building lives together. Sometimes they could make it work, sometimes it was a dream come true, other times it ended in broken dreams. They made the best of it, and really many times it was beautiful. The resilience was powerful. The memory of what was lay deep within their bones.
Let’s talk about the feminine. She became smaller and smaller. She held a wisdom and fire so powerful it could not be embodied in its fullness in the fall from divine consciousness. She became the fixer, the peace keeper, the giver, often emptying her light long before she took time to fill it up again. She felt everything and grieved deeply. She watched others hurting and knew the way to carry everything through was to take on some of that hurt and help carry it. On some level she knew the power she carried inside - to heal and nurture back to love. This power was sought after, usurped, forced into servitude instead of held in honor. Many times she offered it and gave it up, not knowing the true sacred gift it was that she had been given. She learned to scan and watch and notice danger at its first sign. She felt like her place, her way of loving, was to give and give and give. And so she did. She carried much pain - her own and others’.
Over time she began to feel the emptiness and wondered - “is there more?” Rage began to build up inside because she knew something wasn’t right. She felt unseen, unnoticed, taken for granted, expected to be something that didn’t feel real to her. And so she began to try to reach what looked like the answer to her longing. She saw the male, and perceived him as a threat and challenge. She said, “Let me be like that. Maybe that will feel better. And maybe that will protect me and help me rise.” And it fit, because in a way, society was asking for her to be masculine - no emotion, work hard, perform, be quiet and do your thing, all output and minimal input. She was being drained of her essence, because society was starved for the real true divine feminine essence. But alas, this becoming masculine did not bring relief. It only exhausted her further and disconnected her from the deep and nourishing well of feminine energy within her.
This was a reach for the wholeness of ONEness, but the distortions in the field prevented the real thing from landing. The masculine was under a spell of distortion as well, and so the balance was off.
This is NOT the end of the story!! I will continue it in the next post, and you will not be disappointed!
A point to consider - each of us - male and female, carry both the masculine and feminine within us. We will be dominantly one or the other, and ideally we will be in touch with both aspects within ourselves. So just because you are female, don’t assume you don’t carry any masculine energy, because you do, and you should. And likewise for the male - you do and should carry feminine energy as well.
Till next time…
RCY
