Masculinity is the sacred container of being fully held. It’s held in the same way the great mother holds you, seen in the way the sky gods support you. When you look up at the clouds, the stars, the galaxy, you see a vast and unknown world. This is how I feel masculinity is at its core: multifaceted, interdimensional, and often placed into a box we think we can comprehend.

Masculinity, to me, represents ultimate truth. It has danced with the feminine energy within so deeply that they can touch into all aspects of the feminine nature. Masculinity is what holds this planet together, and not in a toxic container. When we wipe away all of the feminism and come back to the core of the soul, we realize the balance of both and erase the stories we are told.

When we tap into masculinity as an essence, we remember the father, the brother, the lover, shedding the trauma stories that broke one another. Without divine masculinity, femininity can only hold itself together for so long. Even with cultivation within, these pillars are essential for looking deep within.

Masculinity is the warrior, the one who holds the fire and walks in oneness, surrendering to the feminine and allowing emotions to flow in a way that lets the intelligence of it truly see and choose to stay. Masculinity listens, not to respond, but to make it known that you are heard. It doesn’t step away from a challenge; it looks at everything as a lesson. It doesn’t overpower you; it stands with you as an equal.

Masculinity wants to look you in the eyes and remind you that you are important on this planet, that you are respected, loved, and cared for. Masculinity is the ultimate love for the feminine. It’s the sunrise in the morning, glowing on your face, bringing you into your open heart, and ensuring you always know you are safe.