Kuan Yin, I seek her. I seek her compassion within as my heart races in a startle and my fear becomes the energy of muddy waters. Her compassion, in the absence of the masculine energy to hold that safe space required today. For when the supportive Divine Masculine empowers the Divine Feminine as a cornerstone of balanced energy and creation, he offers protection and provides a steadfast foundation. His role is not to dominate or control, but to support, encourage, and champion her brilliance.

Their energy honors the Feminine by acknowledging her intuition, wisdom, and creativity as invaluable. When he tells her he trusts her, and has unwavering faith in her abilities and choices, it allows her to navigate her path without interference. When she feels unsafe, her heart races sometimes to a complete stop. But once the DM creates a safe and nurturing environment for her to flourish, shielding her from external pressures she blooms. Sometimes this is through providing practical assistance, resources, and encouragement to help her manifest her dreams. Obviously being fully present and engaged, offering a listening ear and a strong shoulder to lean on, she grows through this supportive environment.  

In essence, the Divine Masculine who empowers the Divine Feminine is a mirror reflecting her beauty and strength. Together, they create a harmonious dance of creation and balance. As she blooms, so does this heart and his creation of empires is seen.

In seclusion when she was awakened, she looked to his rough hands, weathered by years of tending to the earth, as someone who could never love her. He, a guardian of nature, a silent observer of life's cycles, was too far distant from her ethereal creation of energy. The DM a canvas upon which he is painted with stories of their soul, the DF a beautiful metamorphosis of a complex transformation of life and empathy. 

Once their eyes met, she was his and he realized she was untouched, and his hands craved to seek her. She was a rare bloom, processing a luminescence that could dispel his darkness. As the feelings grew, life started unfurling with a quiet grace, and then it sparked something that was growing beneath the surface. He tended to it with a gentle reverence, providing the necessary sunlight, water, and protection from the elements.

As the bloom matured, it began to emit a soft, ethereal glow like nothing he had ever seen. Unlike the rose whose thorns drew blood, and created scars, her light shown into the darkness exposing fears and allowance for the healing of wounds. This beauty was captivating, drawing creatures of the night to its light. But it was also fragile, vulnerable to the slightest disturbance. She called to his soul and he became her steadfast protector, warding off predators and creating a safety like she had never known before. 

Sitting for hours, simply observing how his heart brought her profound peace, he felt the same in her presence as a silent acknowledgment of the bloom's journey. He never tried to control its growth, never imposed his will on its nature. Instead, he created the perfect conditions for it to flourish allowing her to do the work a lotus must do to release itself from the muddy spaces of her mind.

When the bloom reached its full splendor, it emitted a light so radiant that it illuminated hurts like nothing either had ever seen. It was a breathtaking spectacle, a testament to the power of nature and the nurturing spirit of the heart. And as their light filled the world, he smiled, knowing that despite all of the painful growth, they were this masterpiece of creation. A creation who's power emitted a new cycle of life that can only come through the process of unraveling what was through death. He embraced the past, and suddenly this caught him and in the middle of a storm that blew the bloom away. In separation, they wept, knowing that this was love.

Do not deny that the Divine Masculine is providing the support and protection necessary for the Divine Feminine to fully express her potential. She knows this. She just wishes that he was there nurturing her with those beautiful hands that started it all. Until he arrives again to gently bring her back to life, she will return to the mud  with her strong root system that anchors her within. Do not worry as from the roots the DM helped her form, a long, sturdy stem emerges that once in union will transform adversity into beauty, and continue to open following his nastic movement with the grace he has gifted to her.

Love when silent blooms slowly. This is a compassionate love that brings the mercy to out individual hearts. In this release I wish that the DM does not ask the DF to honor him with her eyes and arms to brew his potion of healing.  For with her eyes, which represent the inability to see the past, present or future clearly, they may not like what they see. With her arms she releases the capacity and ability to hold the experiences of life, and he craves that experience with her. Better to let the DF see that you are present in their life, and to let them hold you and experience the light of transformation together.

Barbara xx