Our habitual ways of relating to others, our self-identity as sexual women... are all up for a profound shift as woman enters the cocoon of the menopause.
I’ve been peeping my head out just to see if the world is sorta, kinda prepared for me, then retreating again... the truth is that I haven’t been ready.
The battle is as old as Arjuna’s,
Who thought he was fighting his cousins
And their lust for power
But was really up against
The evil
Of his own apathy
I have accepted that my mother has released me. She paid for my flight and wanted me to come so she could do just that. Today I see I need to release her.
A man will be conscious and present to the same degree that you are actively radiating your love and allowing life force itself to roll through your being.