It was a session with a man – a successful businessman.
The request was an internal unwillingness to work, build, and expand the business. And we came out – to the image of cotton candy, with which he was completely filled. Cotton candy has been living in him since childhood, when his mother, grandmothers, aunts told him from early childhood to a fairly adult age:
– You are my sweetie! You are my cutie! You are my little pie!…
– thereby realizing their expectations in him and denying his potential masculinity, autonomy, strength.
Moral castration.
And if you look deeper, mothers unconsciously castrate (in this or another hundred ways) their sons because they are afraid of manifestations of male power, which means it is better to make it controlled, weak.
We unloaded this cotton, there were tons of it, it even made me nauseous, returned all the energy spent carrying it inside, after this process I said that I felt firmly grounded, my hands and back filled with strength, I felt like taking action.
What we, women, can do now is to reclaim our femininity and acknowledge the value of masculine strength and courage. To see it in all men, boys, and even infants. To recognize that the idea of controlling male strength, manipulating it, is an illusion.
Only in recognizing the equal worth of male and female can true deep love exist.
Amen 🫶