Tag: relationships

Change the world – Love a man

If you want to change the world love a man; really love him

Choose the one whose soul calls to yours clearly who sees you; who is brave enough to be afraid

Accept his hand and guide him gently to your hearts blood

Where he can feel your warmth upon him and rest there

And burn his heavy load in your fires

Look into his eyes, look deep within and see what lies dormant or awake or shy or expectant there

Look into his eyes and see there his fathers and grandfathers and all the wars and madness their spirits fought in some distant land, some distant time

Look upon their pains and struggles and torments and guilt; without judgment

And let it all go

Feel into his ancestral burden

And know that what he seeks is safe refuge in you

Let him melt in your steady gaze

And know that you need not mirror that rage

Because you have a womb, a sweet, deep gateway to wash and renew old wounds

If you want to change the world love a man, really love him

Sit before him, in the full majesty of your woman in the breath of your vulnerability

In the play of your child innocence in the depths of your death

Flowering invitation, softly yielding, allowing his power as a man

To step forward towards you…and swim in the Earth’s womb, in silent knowing, together

And when he retreats…because he will…flees in fear to his cave…

Gather your grandmothers around you…envelope in their wisdoms

Hear their gentle shusshhhed whispers, calm your frightened girls’ heart

Urging you to be still…and wait patiently for his return

Sit and sing by his door, a song of remembrance, that he may be soothed, once more

If you want to change the world, love a man, really love him

Do not coax out his little boy

With guiles and wiles and seduction and trickery

Only to lure him…to a web of destruction

To a place of chaos and hatred

More terrible than any war fought by his brothers

This is not feminine, this is revenge

This is the poison of the twisted lines

Of the abuse of the ages, the rape of our world

And this gives no power to woman, it reduces her as she cuts off his balls

And it kills us all

And whether his mother held him or could not

Show him the true mother now

Hold him and guide him in your grace and your depth

Smoldering in the center of the Earth’s core

Do not punish him for his wounds that you think don’t meet your needs or criteria

Cry for him sweet rivers

Bleed it all back home

If you want to change the world love a man, really love him

Love him enough to be naked and free

Love him enough to open your body and soul to the cycle of birth and of death

And thank him for the opportunity

As you dance together through the raging winds and silent woods

Be brave enough to be fragile and let him drink in the soft, heady petals of your being

Let him know he can hold you, stand up and protect you

Fall back into his arms and trust him to catch you

Even if you’ve been dropped a thousand times before

Teach him how to surrender by surrendering yourself

And merge into the sweet nothing, of this worlds’ heart

If you want to change the world, love a man, really love him

Encourage him, feed him, allow him, hear him, hold him, heal him

And you, in turn, will be nourished and supported and protected

By strong arms and clear thoughts and focused arrows

Because he can, if you let him, be all that you dream

If you want to love a man,

love yourself, love your father, love your brother, your son, your ex-partner;

from the first boy you kissed, to the last one you wept over

Give thanks for the gifts; of your unraveling to this meeting

Of the one who stands before you now

And find in him the seed to all that’s new and solar

A seed that you can feed to help direct the planting

To grow a new world, together

~by Lauren Wilce

Art: Instagram

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When a man leaves; everyone pays the price

The absence of a father is a child’s greatest disaster, not poverty or divorce. Emotionally, spiritually, and structurally, it fractures their foundation.

1. Cheating Breaks More Than Marriage

A man’s betrayal teaches his son loyalty is optional and his daughter love is unreliable, shattering their identity.

2. Women, Stop Pushing Men Out

Turning homes into battlefields and using courts to take kids isn’t motherhood—it’s manipulation backed by legal weapons.

3. Courts Enable Generational Damage

Faithful men lose everything, while emotional sabotage is rewarded with custody and praise, leaving kids fatherless.

4. Science Says Fathers Matter

Children thrive with two parents, but fathers uniquely provide structure, discipline, and identity. Only men raise men.

5. Men, Lead or Don’t Start

If you can’t commit to monogamy, don’t create a family. One moment of lust can fracture decades of lineage.

6. Kids Don’t Heal from Absence

Children don’t understand “irreconcilable differences.” They just know Dad’s gone, carrying unanswered questions into adulthood.

Final Word: Stay Revolutionary

To men tempted to leave: fight harder. To women weaponizing courts: stop.

To fathers who stay: thank you. When a father leaves, he takes the structure with him.

Much Love Ramxo ❤️

There are men who come in to repair

And then they make their early diagnosis.

They look at you and detect you.

They land in your little world like Columbus in America. But they don’t conquer you. They don’t plunder you. They don’t even deceive you.

They only bring love in pots. And they do what they have to do for you. For your soul. For your pain.

Because you wanted to find something else in life. Some men know. I still don’t know. I haven’t suspected it yet.

Even without being fully aware of their importance. They know with a different wisdom. They smile with different smiles.

They speak in different words. They work magic. There are men like that. I swear to you. I’ve seen them. I know them. I watch them play.

From afar or up close. I admire them. Sometimes I let myself be excited by them. Because they hold art in their hands. They open you up. And you don’t suspect anything for a second.

Because they are friends. But they are not ordinary friends. They are strange friends. They are friends from elsewhere. They are companions of stars.

They arrive. They do. They say. Look. Come. They won’t always love you. They won’t always love you the way you want them to love you.

You won’t always love them the way they want you to love them. It’s something else. Something else. They will arrive to fulfill their destiny.

They will arrive to improve your life for a while. To do you a favor for a while. To make a pact. Because they are something else.

Deeper. Stranger. More capable of staying inside you. Because these men will live in those places where you let no one in. Because you will remain in them like a girl gazing at the sea on the beach at night.

There are men who come to repair the women who repair. Because they were born for that. To heal those who heal.

To heal those who heal. Because we are partners. Beloved. Lovers. In love.

And when two such lovely companions cross paths, meet, entwine, love each other in their own way, the universe celebrates.

The universe thanks you, and so do you.