She will also mirror back his shadow...he will be triggered beyond measure, and either rise up to the occasion or run into the familiar.
In this moment he will choose to make her a gift or a lesson.
We have free will.
Discussion
But at the end in every description the feminine never have any responsibility for what she is of how she behave. She is... And is not expected to adapt or moderate how.
This is not a constructive teaching for young females that learn to expect all the actions and reactions from someone else.
Everyone has responsibility for the part they take in and their role in it. There is no such thing as a person doing everything and the other doing nothing.
Where 2 people are involved, there is responsibilities at both ends
I don't know if I understand what you are trying to say.
I am trying to say that the current teaching to females is that they are not responsible for the effects of their actions. Current culture reverberate any negative effects on the male counterpart actions or inactions.
I am a woman and I do have values. Whenever I do something I am aware of the consequences of my actions.
I was teached not to lie, not to be harmful to others and to be kind. For a long time I misplaced my kindness onto people that in return would run all over me. What I have learned? That I can be kind to everyone but must be aware that some people should not be allowed in my table.
Everyone in this life, learn by experience, that actions do have consequences. No one gets away with being harmful without consequences. Male or female.
But you would not be punished by society for your actions no matter what you do. Even the worst action against someone will be seen as an inevitable reaction where you were not fully responsible. That is what I have learned about today society. This is why for many women life is a nightmare today.
hmmm
i agree that the wounded masculine does look to his Feminine partner as a mother figure. he places Her above him out of neediness, immaturity, and validation—i was there.
however, i firmly believe that the masculine becomes divine only through service to others—specifically the Feminine. he places Her above him by choice through devotion. he acts as a stable, uplifting force. his devotion is the anchor that keeps Her safe and together.
in Her i see more than a mirror, i see realignment, the greatness of my higher self. and through surrender i become someone who is able to love with integrity. i find peace in belonging to something greater than myself.
the energies become complimentary.
You know more than me hence I never experienced a healthy bond. I was no able to make a connection that lasts, with no one, till today. 🫶
I found your feedback so welcome to understand males perspective.
ty, Cristalina...
i think your point still stands, powerfully even. the bond i share with my Wife wasn't always as healthy. it was, and in some ways still is, messy. we've grown a lot, but we are still deeply human.
through my Wife i saw my insecurities, my selfishness, my own pain. i began to recognize how i was hurting Her—and it was unbearable. the choice was just as you described: to own my actions and rise to meet Her in love, or retreat into ego and continue framing myself as a victim...
you are a beautiful soul, Cristalina. and the things you write and share have helped me understand and grow as well. so thank you. <3
Sophia says it beautifully 🫂
Thank you Puurs for "seeing" me 🫶
I "see" you also, and very grateful to be of help and also to learn from you, where I can be more open and understanding.f
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"Don’t blame love. That’s the easy way out. Because maybe what hurt us was actually the recycled trauma bonds we called love. Or the desperate need to be chosen. And maybe seeing that clearly would require us to actually make a change beyond our conditioning. So instead we call it love ! But most often it was that deep longing to belong… the one that sometimes drives us to mistake control for care and confuse comfort with connection. Until we wrap ourselves too tightly around another’s wounds and blisters and then wonder why it causes bleeding…. Love didn’t hurt us. It was the illusions it asked us to release. It was the fear we clung to and the masks we refused to remove. The deeper we go into experiencing it tangibly, the more false layers get ripped away. Because love doesn’t hand us safety. It removes what isn’t real and pulls us from the arms of what coddled but never nourished. It reveals where we were still willing to starve ourselves for crumbs and where we are finally ready to meet ourselves in fullness. Sometimes it renews our dedication to our own path, even if that means walking away from another one that resembled it. Love can be brutal like that (and humorous!) It isn’t here to protect our comfort or preserve our dreams of safety. it’s here to strip us bare enough to actually see who we are. And I find that to be the most terrifying and beautifully breathtaking grace of it all. So raw, so ugly, so wonderful and absurd and gloriously designed to bring us to wholeness, again and again. (With love), Sophia"
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