A Woman's Plight, Athena, Male Bonding, Myths & Legends

Embodiment

This is why the Goddess Herself
Had not married god nor mortal

For she had loved and lost
Bearing griefs of betrayal

But she did not become cynical
Although men have felt her Ire

No – instead she searched in scriptures
Heard in winds the Holy Ghost singing

Planted seeds for Trees of Tomorrow
Helping others find North in sorrow

She resigned her heart to solitary solace
Delighting in life’s colours and textures

Spun interwoven silk stories with spiders
Cajoled with Fates to ease human troubles

Only dreaming in innermost sanctum
Somehow a pure heart would awaken

Who’d be strong and wise enough to see
How the world was made for our eternity

And would love her as she would love He
While the Earth traveled peaceful galaxies

A Woman's Plight, Male Bonding

Given

One of the suitors approached her gently and asked her to re-engage with him.

“I can’t. I’m sorry,” she replied immediately.

“But how can you know that he’ll come back for you? Don’t you think that’s too big of a risk to take while you are left here alone without answers, just waiting?”

“I know, I know the wayt this can go – but I can’t do anything other than to do what I’m doing, now that he lives inside of me.”

A Woman's Plight, Male Bonding, Reclamation

Counting Losses

“Part of healing retraining today has involved working on TMJ muscles and related energetic and myofascial tension associations.

I had not realized that my jaw held the intense grief from my fiance breaking up with me, and that this tension further suspended down through the front of my neck and into my sternum causing central diaghragmatic breath constriction.

The whole anteriority of external self expression if one were to authentically expel breath, cry, yell, protest, and/or scream at such a loss had been frozen.

I had just taken the blows and absorbed that energy because I knew that the situation was extreme – and I refused to add to the negativity that he’d experienced from others which had pushed him to his decision.

This suppression of my own tormented reactions also kept me from experiencing further humiliation because keeping myself composed prevented their projections from being validated as reality.

The remnants of this incredibly complex and intense situation have haunted and kept me cautious in being directly forward about my deep feelings for another man.

I think that the entire situation imparted a sense of shame upon me for having believed in my fiance, and for risking to try with him.”

A Woman's Plight, Male Bonding, Myths & Legends

The King’s Blessing

There had been too many tragedies
As a result of decisions made past

Too many losses experienced
When no one can ever go back

The weight of the world had always
Been his burden of responsibility

Generations of corrupt collusions
Cast doubt upon worth of fealty

He had not supported their actions
Yet still carried the onus of ancestry

And Fate can become unkind when
Forces of Chaos manipulate destiny

But somewhere beneath crushed pride
Remained an embered memory of love

It burned too much to touch it so
He’d gripped it with leather glove

Once released if it were possible
He’d have fallen to beg upon knees

As remembered their flights together when
Sacred winds had whispered through trees

And wished with all of his heart that
She could again love wild and free