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TEXT FOR WOMEN’S ATTENTION … an interesting reminder … worth reading

Machine translation.

Women are the initiators of men

  • Is being a woman a blessing for you, or do you ever regret it?
    I have always found it magnificent to be a woman. Not that being a man is a catastrophe, or an inferiority… […] Depending on whether one is a man or a woman, our mission differs, and it seems to me more and more that the woman's mission is to be the guardian of the Eternal through the path of love. The woman is a conduit of love and she embodies, or at least can, at her best, embody that verticality that connects the human being to God.

  • What makes you say that this is his mission?
    It cannot be explained rationally, biologically, or even psychologically. It is a matter of intuition and experience. Yet it is unsettling to see that all the great myths bequeathed by the oldest traditions—those of Egyptian civilization and even earlier, six thousand years ago, of Sumerian civilization, or of ancient China—converge to describe woman as the “Gate of Heaven” or the intermediary between heaven and earth. She is the keeper of celestial secrets, through whom the human being can trace the path back to the divine…

  • Where do you think this mission of his comes from?
    By its very nature. Today, many women feel shattered, fragmented. They wonder how to reconcile their lives as mothers, wives, and working women, but it seems to me that this discomfort stems from a confusion between social, family, and professional roles and the woman’s deep self. By scattering herself across all her functions, the woman has somewhat lost touch with herself, with her feminine nature. Early feminists would fiercely contest this notion of a feminine nature… But for me, what forms the very foundation of the eternal feminine is the woman’s capacity to love, her ability to transfigure the visible world and to show that it can take on another dimension through the love she embodies.

  • Apparently, you give the word "love" a very strong meaning that not everyone necessarily shares…
    We too often reduce love to its psychological dimension. If our era is unhappy, it is perhaps precisely because it errs by constantly reducing love to the level of psychology.
    Love is of this order, as are jealousy, possession, or that form of love that we oppose to hatred... Each of these feelings belongs to the mental and the psyche, a dark, complicated domain, always subject to turmoil and torment... But the love I speak of is synonymous with the sacred, and when we experience it, we enter a dimension of eternity, of pure offering and pure praise. This is not a formula, but an experience that all mystics bear witness to and that man and woman can know in the act of love: in the moments of rapture of love, we become aware that our true nature is joy and that we are, by essence, beings of delight.

  • Are you not afraid of causing offense by placing the physical relationship between a man and a woman on the same level as spirituality or mystical experience?
    If I offend some, it is because we see everything in antinomic terms: we have tried to separate body and mind as if spirituality were of a mental order. As if it entailed renouncing sensations, emotions, and the most beautiful thing in this world: desire. That would be a eunuch’s spirituality. If we are alive, we are in this body that has been given to us, and love, then, passes through it. Now, perhaps because a woman has the possibility of harboring a child within her, she is less inclined than a man to dissociate body and soul. She has retained more than he has the memory that the body is sacred and infinitely precious. She remains the memory of that place of fullness and light that is paradise…

  • But wasn’t it a woman, Eve, on the contrary, who caused man to be cast out of paradise?
    Eve has been greatly slandered and unfairly judged, for in reality, Eve means “the living one.” Now, if there is one feminine characteristic par excellence, it is precisely this quality of being alive. It is to her that Woman, within the women we are, owes her dimension as initiator toward man. An initiation that has nothing to do with the Kamasutra or sexual games… It is Shakti dancing on Shiva’s body in the Hindu tradition, the woman dancing on the man’s body in ancient traditions… In the amorous act, the woman gives the man his own body as a gift; she gives him the meaning of his own body. Indeed, it is rare for a man to have a proper and friendly contact with his body. Even an athlete or a very active man is not truly in his body. He feels no gratitude toward it. But in the embrace, the man becomes aware that his body is infinitely more than just a body. He awakens to this dimension of eternity where everything meets: body, mind, and soul; heaven and earth; here and there…

  • In the face of this eternal woman you evoke, capable of awakening man to life and to himself, how do you see women today?
    Most women are unaware of the power of love they carry. They seek to be desired, loved, and pampered—things that are very pleasant and extremely important on the human level, but which do not engage their deepest nature... They should rediscover the role played by the courtly lady in the twelfth century with regard to the troubadour, the role embodied by the Lady and the Unicorn that we see at the Cluny Museum in Paris: it is not the woman who asks the man to stay by her side, to form a couple, and to have children with him. It is the one who holds up a mirror to the man and invites him to rise to the most beautiful, the rarest part of himself; the one who whispers to him that he must come into the world and discover within himself that being of light that he fundamentally is. It is a role that is both painful and exhilarating: she must constantly remind the man that he must not be content with being a good father, a good husband, and a businessman—which goes without saying, after all—but that he is also a pilgrim of wisdom and must not forget his soul...

  • Do you think women will one day reconnect with their spiritual mission?
    Yes, because they continue to embody love nonetheless. Even today, it remains the central concern of their lives, as it has been throughout time and in all societies. In the name of love, a woman is willing to burn all her boats and take all the risks, whereas a man holds back. Men are very strong at debating ideas, politics, economics, or technology, but they are reluctant to get involved. They have a terrible time talking about their emotions and cling to concepts. The modern man, efficient, profitable, and materialistic, takes refuge in a cerebral world, which many women also fall into, for that matter. Yet, even if they do not always perceive its sacred nature, you will notice that it is always women who speak of love, just as it is always they who bear witness to the body. I constantly observe this in conferences and symposia: even on scientific topics, women have a much more embodied voice. They speak from the place of their body and their heart. Their words are at once sensual, carnal, and perhaps violent, but always vibrant with emotion and life.

  • Do you see in the fact that we now place greater value on feminine values a hope for our society?
    Hope, I see it rather in that power capable of transfiguring everything, which is love. The mystics have never ceased to say it: love is everything. It is what creates the worlds. It is what brought us into being and made us emerge. Without it, we crumble to dust. It is not a relationship between two beings, between a man and a woman or a woman and a child; it is what makes any relationship possible. Love is the very purpose of the universe. And if we were more aware that love circulates in us like blood in our veins, I think we would be infinitely more respectful of ourselves, of our bodies, and of others. We would also have more gratitude toward life, for life is a gift of love.

Words by Jacqueline Kelen, recorded by Anik Doussau.

I can't help but add a little more.

In my view, everything is right there… so simple, so close to the woman’s touch…

If I hadn't met you, I would have missed you a lot.
If I hadn't met you, I would have loved you all the same.

Love does not require reciprocity.
Expecting nothing in return is not the pinnacle of love; it is the very essence of love. A sublime offering.

In these troubled times when money is the watchword of the world,

As long as I desire, I feel magnificently alive.
As long as I desire you, you are wonderfully unique.”

Jacqueline Kelen

Hello Princess!

Fortunately, loving is not about waiting to be loved!
Besides, waiting for a return to our love isn't love, it's possessiveness!
Being jealous or expecting something in return for our love is merely cultivating one's ego, but it has absolutely nothing to do with the essence of Love.
When you love, it is unconditionally.
And loving is not limited to romantic love alone, even if many think only of that when conjugating this verb.
Love begins with loving yourself, and then there is our mother earth, who needs all our love, our children, our parents, our friends.
We all have so much love to give!

Becs…

lol we have love within ourselves

Otherwise, many of our fellow countrymen would be suffering in vain.

hihihi hi hi

Alright Lolly, stop swimming in love, it’s making you float.

Hey mom, you know I love you!

lollipop

Hello girls,

Love is the art of knowing how to love, and love is also the only dream that is lived while awake.

Kisses
The magician.

Heh, I’ve never been jealous… why would I be?
Yes, of course, so many women love unconditionally... at times it seems as if they do so without thinking or reflecting, just to live the passion 'body and soul,' and then they regret it with a sense of remorse... that too is typically feminine.
Fortunately, some women have no pride, otherwise many men would go hungry. :wink:

I don't want to be a killjoy, just to offer a different perspective on the matter :wink:

I invite you to dissect the text and select a passage that moves you, touches you, or simply informs you of a new dimension that had not previously appeared to you, or one that you were simply expressing within yourself at your own expense.

The end I choose is this one:

It is the one that holds up a mirror to man and invites him to rise to the most beautiful, the rarest part of himself; the one that whispers to him that he must come into the world and discover within himself that being of light that he fundamentally is. It is a role that is both painful and exhilarating: he must constantly remind man that he must not be content with being a good father, a good husband, and a businessman—which is, after all, a given—but that he is also a pilgrim of wisdom and must not forget his soul…

And you?

I'm here to serve you

lolly

Hello Lolly, full of life!

Thanks for this little reminder…

I like myself
you love yourself
He loves himself.

We love each other
and we love to love each other

because in loving us, we love the universe, and the universe loves us, and vice versa…

So I say: I am a woman and I like...

Thank you, life!
Barbie

So Lolly, I’m choosing this passage:

Most women are not aware of the power of love they carry within them. They seek to be desired, loved, and pampered—things that are very pleasant and extremely important on a human level but do not engage their deepest nature... They should rediscover the role played by the courtly lady in the twelfth century in relation to the troubadour, the role embodied by the Lady and the Unicorn that we see at the Cluny Museum in Paris: it is not the woman who asks the man to stay by her side, to form a couple, and to have children with him.

I’m just like that ;D I’ll wait and see…

If you are like that,

So there is no waiting to expect nor profit to be gained, for the text expresses the continuity of letting go, which amplifies this state of infinite fulfillment at the source within oneself…

Either you chose the text poorly, or you are reading it by mentalizing your current approach and revealing it through that choice.

This choice, which weighs heavily on you and which once weighed heavily in an encounter

I'm hugging you

lollipop

Well, I like the whole text, but if I had to pick a part, I would choose this one:

But the love I speak of is synonymous with the sacred, and when we experience it, we enter a dimension of eternity, of pure offering and pure praise. This is not a formula, but an experience attested to by all mystics, which both man and woman can know in the act of love: in the moments of rapture of love, we become aware that our true nature is joy and that we are, by essence, beings of delight.

Love is serenity and fulfillment in the light!

Becs

Barbie is the softest

Yes, it is good to sing the love one carries within.

And inner notes are often an outward extension of listening

so to hear your song in this

Spread my affective wings to your inestimable attention

Thank you for this wonderful song.

I love you, little pearl

Gabi offers you this haiku

on the Mekong River
a water lily is located
Her beauty is radiant.
But yours is sparkling!

lollipop

Hello again!

So here are the excerpts that touched me the most and that I hold dear within myself:

But the love I speak of is synonymous with the sacred, and when we experience it, we enter a dimension of eternity, of pure offering and pure praise. This is not a formula, but an experience attested to by all mystics, which both man and woman can know in the act of love: in the moments of rapture of love, we become aware that our true nature is joy and that we are, by essence, beings of delight.

It is the one that holds up a mirror to man and invites him to rise to the most beautiful, the most rare within himself; the one that whispers to him that he must come into the world and discover within himself that being of light that he fundamentally is.

Love is the very purpose of the universe. And if we were more aware that love flows through us like blood in our veins, I think we would be infinitely more respectful of ourselves, of our bodies, and of others. We would also have greater gratitude for life, for life is a gift of love.

Barbie's choices!

Hello ma'am

wise choice

The hymn to the touch of two beings

That suits you well, and the final sentence you place brings harmony to the inner soil that constitutes you and transcends the gaze of others…

Minerva, wisdom!

bec

lollipop

No, I didn't choose this text badly, and I expect absolutely nothing. :slight_smile:

He who hesitates from the start can expect nothing from an encounter... either he knows what he wants, or he doesn't...

Whoever wants me will say so clearly! :slight_smile:

Barbie

a triptych-like choice as you conceive your being, the little butterfly that contemplates each petal and rolls in the nectar while taking care to leave enough for others and who, in silence, fades away in a final flutter of wings

the discreet Barbie who awakens and breathes out her joy of always being in awe and of hoping deeply for sharing in all things

What a lovely child

lollipop

We want an object
a cake
a candy

not a woman

A WOMAN we desire!

and to spark desire

I would like to be that desire…

Cheers to you

lolly

Against death there is a remedy: “It is to lead an immortal life at every moment.”

The same is true of love.

To immortalize it within oneself is enough to multiply it and make it a permanent VIP guest within.

That remains my personal business and my life choice.
I lived it and no one else, and I have no regrets.

Everyone tells me to move on and stop thinking about the past, and you keep insisting…

Please DM me if you want to keep trying to change my mind.

No, I did not choose this text poorly and I am not expecting anything at all. :slight_smile:

He who hesitates from the start can expect nothing from an encounter... either he knows what he wants, or he doesn't...

Whoever wants me will say so clearly! :slight_smile:

Okay, correction:
French mistake... I'll just stay quiet, it's easier
I'm correcting it: whoever desires me will say so clearly! (oh, this French is really annoying…) ;D

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