To all my beloved male readers (if, indeed, there are any?)—will you please help me out?
Next week, our women’s joy circle is opening to men. This is scary for me.
I believe that at the holy core of masculine experience is a deep faith and desire to serve that is staggering in its strength and purity. I believe this because I have seen it again and again, and it leaves me breathless.
So why is it that when women gather to talk about men, the traits that we most often complain about are the faithlessness, the egocentrism of our partners and lovers?
The work I have done with women—with myself—is to slowly regain the inner equilibrium of the divine feminine. This equilibrium expresses itself as a beautiful self-sufficiency and joyful caretaking. I cannot do this work with men, because I do not know what it is to be a man.
But I can open our circle to men, with love, and show them what we have done. And we can share our self-sufficiency, our joyful caretaking, our carefully tended well of divine femininity, in hopes of inspiring an emergence of that soaring, sacred masculine that weakens the knees and staggers the breath.
Or maybe there will be a lot of awkward silences and giggling. This is why I need your help.
In the comments below, will you do the human race a solid and answer the following questions? (And female readers, will you pass these on to the men in your lives? I really, really, desire some answers before next Monday!)
1. What makes you feel comfortable and safe around women?
2. What do you most fear/dislike about women?
3. If you could ask a woman any question without fear of offending her, what would it be?
4. What is your deepest wish for the women in your life?
5. What do you most appreciate about women?
If you don’t want to answer these questions in the comments, you can also answer them anonymously by taking this survey: PLEASE TAKE THIS SURVEY!
Thank you, so much, for your honesty and bravery! Next week I’ll write how it all went, and spill some juicy secrets, and hopefully answer some of your questions. In closing, the sexiest appreciation of men I’ve ever heard.