Every man I encounter has the templating within him for masculine service and devotion to the Feminine. If it wasn’t there, he and I wouldn’t cross paths. That I am sure of. This does not mean, however, that he is oriented to it fully. It does not mean, he moves through the world that way. Every single one, in fact, has his own patterns and aspects that are in the way. And each one mirrors my own patterns that are not oriented fully in devotion to Her. Extraction. Transaction. Control. Domination. It is a sometimes painful chasm to hold. I know it well. It feels like a dissonance. A lack of full alignment. A contorting or twisting and trying that comes out funky. The beauty is that She does not judge. She is the most loving and neutral reflection of what is. And it is precisely in Her reflection that we can truly see 👀 This is not about men and women. Although those layers also weave their way into the dynamic. It is about order, in the truest sense of the word. Because order with Her looks nothing like we thought. It is much, much more rich, fruitful, exciting, nourishing and generous than we could have ever imagined. It is Beyond. Which is why we seek it so deeply.