I’ve been thinking lately about our years in Colorado; the mid-point of our 7-year odyssey, we bought land there in February of 2006 and remained there (mostly, with lots of travel occurring) until August of 2009. It was a great landing place for us to integrate what we were learning in our quest to be an Aquarian family.
What’s interesting to me right now as I am writing my book about the feminine and masculine energy dynamics is how much I came into the embodiment of the divine feminine while I was there. What I mean by “embodiment” is a felt sense of the feminine energy dynamic in my daily living and breathing, in my body, grounded into the earth. I see a lot of talk these days about the feminine energy, but it feels mostly intellectual to me, with a few rare exceptions. When the feminine is embodied, we can feel it, in our bodies and in others’ presences.
I encountered the embodied divine feminine as a response to the divine masculine quality of the land there. Stunning and rugged, the vastness, the rockiness, the frontier quality, and the BIG presence of the land all contributed to my inner feminine’s joyful emergence. It was as if the land was a giant, handsome, virile dude beckoning me with his horn, and my inner feminine, hearing his call, came running out to play in blissful partnership with him. It was great fun while it lasted!
As a result of my divine feminine embodiment, I noticed several wonderful manifestations. I was drawn to women in a deeper way, wanting to come together to explore our feminine power and support each other with our wisdom. I came into greater acceptance of my body, seeing it as a strong and able temple. And I reveled in my sexuality! This was the newest of the symptoms of my embodiment of the feminine. It was absolutely revelatory to me that I could be magnetic, could desperately want to be chased, to be taken, to surrender in a joyful way to my sexuality.
These experiences are a touchstone for me. As I became more powerful in my embodiment of the feminine, my husband became more masculine in response. We began to play out an age-old dynamic of masculine chasing feminine, a game of hide and seek which resulted in Peter’s wounded inner masculine coming to the forefront.
This began his healing process in earnest, and accelerated mine. The inner masculine in both of us responded to the presence of the divine feminine in me, hurtling forward with all of his wounds and begging to be held, to be healed.
I find this is true of the collective masculine, as well as the masculine within each of us. Given the opportunity to be in the presence of the most wonderful, ideal mother, that the tough, crusty, egoic masculine self will melt into Her arms and grow up into the shining, mature masculine, informed by the Divine.
