Where Can I Find a Conscious Man?

Because some women crave him.

I’m alone again.

At times I feel lost. Other times, I know that I am more found than ever.

Breaking the ties from a longstanding relationship is a contrasting journey I have to trust. I’ve mourned for the life now lost to me and grieved for what it means for my family. I’ve plucked the seams of the past, present, and future and wrestled with blame — toward myself and my husband. Yet, at the same time, I have experienced the exhilarating rush of fresh energy and accepted where I now stand in a place of transition and revival.

It’s about getting in the “conscious clearing” mode.

I’m letting go of things, situations, and people that no longer align with who I am, where I’m going, and who I’m becoming, and in the process, unveiling a path toward liberation.

Liberation from the old to the new.

As in thought patterns that no longer serve, the baneful limitations and expectations imposed by society, and negative energies and people who weigh me down.

Liberation from unreceptive men.

Life has changed. Shit still happens.

But so does the magic.

It helps to realize that no matter how intense, loving, or soulful a connection may be at the beginning, the energy between two people isn’t always everlasting. It can burn out, and I think it’s supposed to be this way.

More to the point, a relationship holding “dead energy” can hold you back in general, from where you’re going and how you experience life. It can also prevent you from reaching your full potential. So quickly do we settle into a stale version of ourselves within a lengthy union, mainly when we’ve outgrown each other.

I believe it is crucial to know when to let go of anything in life — jobs, houses, friendships, habits, outdated hairstyles and unkempt beards, marriage — because hoarding can dwarf your spirit and soul.

I know because I’ve done it.

We are creatures of habit, if not sly on the ashes of love. As such, we tend to select dormancy over making room for something different, fresh, stimulating, and soul-evolving?

Take, a conscious man.

And by “conscious man,” I don’t mean a barefoot shirtless hunk strolling the beach wearing mala beads and beaming light and love from his eyes, or a new age fuck-boy who can stand on his head and meditate for hours at sunrise.

No.

Conscious men can be found in every corner of the earth, wandering their path and looking different from the next of his kind because his embodiment of consciousness comes in the way he carries himself and how he interacts with others — it pours out from within.

He didn’t get where he is because he chose to be stagnant with his personal life choices and skimmed the surface of love. He went the way of shining a light on his shit and sought clarity and more profound meaning — about himself, his habits, feelings, and patterns, and he chooses to develop his senses to make a conscious connection with a woman.

He does the work to get there.

Sit tight. This may take a while.

There’s a reason some women crave a conscious man.

Because in our hearts and souls, we know what’s possible.

Only, like her male counterpart, a woman has to do the work to get there, too. This is no airy-fairy ride you can transcend your way into, and it isn’t for the surface-skimmer.

Dear Goddess, please help us understand.

You can’t dance around the truth of who you are to get there. You have to be willing to face and own yourself, and you’ll probably have to look at your distrust of the masculine square in the eyes and tell it to ‘fuck off.”

It isn’t easy.

I’m not finding it easy.

So, I hope all of this makes sense.

I spent last Sunday evening strolling the beach at midnight after dinner with a friend. We sat and talked and pondered about love and life while the reflection of the moon shimmered across the water’s surface like sheer inspiration.

It was lovely.

We spoke at length about men.

See, our society has a way of advocating emotional numbness as strength. This is particularly true for men who have little support on how to relate with women in a healthy, passionate, and conscious way.

As a result, most men learn to play games with women. This is because so many of them get their kicks out of controlling, abusing, and shitting all over us. Not all men, of course. But at this rate, the odds are in no one’s favor.

Men become reactive and easily explosive. They take a woman’s sweetest parts and reflect their unclear, uncertain, immature, distracted, and dispersive parts. We face a man’s judgment all the time.

So, we learn to distrust and shut down from men.

We figure out how to exist in an energetic cocoon to protect ourselves from hungry men. Horny men. “Hit it and quit it,” men. Immature masculine men too drenched in ego to be receptive to their role with a woman.

What do we do?

I’ll tell you that we build our walls. Big walls around our hearts, wombs, pussy’s, femininity, and every other part of our body. Anything to disassociate from the inner aching to fully unfurl and connect with a man.

Because unreceptive men pose a risk on every level of love and surrender.

I can now see that a man who is not conscious of his role with a woman should never be offered her transparency or receptivity because he cannot understand or appreciate what it means for her to be in a place of deep tenderness.

Think about it.

When a woman opens her body and heart to receive a man, she becomes vulnerable and exposed and grants him complete control of how he moves inside of her in her most receptive parts — physically, heartfully, soulfully.

We ask:

Is he trustworthy?

Will he honor my body, heart, and soul? My vulnerability? Receptiveness? Transparency?

Can I rely on him?

Is he mature enough to be honest with me?

But you know, most women spend their intimate lives being used, pounded, mounted, exploited, and consumed sexually and in such a disconnected way that her place of deep softness is a privilege that eludes most men.

It’s damaging and soul-destroying.

A conscious man is different.

He is the guy who wants to experience a woman’s vulnerability and receptivity, and he’s aware enough of a woman to act like a man without swinging his dick.

He won’t use her transparency against her.

Or judge, disrespect, abuse, and drop her.

How about this for transparency:

We want to be passionately fucked.

We want to be held in our sludge as much as our divine feminine flow, and we yearn to open and take a man deeply — sincerely.

Completely.

We desire to move with him. Push up against him. Test and learn to trust him. Discover, love, and devour him.

Be free with him.

A conscious man will welcome a woman’s challenge and meet her there.

Woman.

It isn’t easy to forgive every man who has ever wronged you in this life.

And it sure as hell isn’t easy to unravel the walls around your heart, womb, pussy, femininity, and every other part of your body to receive a conscious man in your life.

He sounds like an illusion, a dream, I know.

But here’s what’s true:

You always attract and inspire a person as deeply committed to opening to love as you are right now.

Maybe, the lovers we eventually learn to let go of are teaching us how to make room for more conscious, higher love. We love, learn, grow, and get what we need when we’re ready to open more and give as much.

So, I’m currently clearing my life of unreceptive men.

Where can I find a conscious one?

Thanks for your conscious time!

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