Dialogue Between Male and Female
The Female to the Male
I know you're busy with important things, with scary things that frighten you. I know our living hangs on what you do or fail to do. You focus fiercely on those things, and as you do, you get them done but leave large parts of you dying on the battlefield, when there is an easier way to win without being so depleted. You think that focus and fierceness are what wins the day, but they are not. They may win a short skirmish that develops unexpectedly and ends just as quickly, but they are not strategic tools.
You need to re-acquaint yourself with joys of home, and pleasures of female sensuality. intuition, creativity, joy, nourishment, and spirituality. These give you vision and the easier path, the lighter load, the fearless joy at walking the path, and even seeing the beauty of battle. The female trusts God and loves God for his beauty and his love; she has a physical craving for His love and fears not, as the visions always command. Fearing not, is her natural condition. Believing everything is the spirit of her life. She is earth and dwells therein. She knows God, not as an abstract vision in the sky, but as a friend and lover here on mortal soil.
Nothing alive is alien to her. Her only fury is reserved for those who, by not being fully alive, do harm to her and hers. She loves you passionately, but gets sad and angry when you neglect her or abuse her, or forget her in the heat of battle. She knows she can be a kind of warm radiance that goes with you if you will take her with you. She will give peace and unspeakable beauty to your days.
The Male and Female Talk
Male: It's easy for you to say, "Don't focus on the battlefield, remember me," while you sit at home in safety and I risk life and limb.
Female: I'm always with you, a breath away, forgotten, but there.
Male: You want attention when I can barely breathe for the pain of my wounds.
Female: I have the salve for your wounds. I can keep you safe from wounds.
Male: In the heat of battle, there is no time to think of you.
Female: It's not thinking that's needed. You can feel my love and my love has its own language. This language has vision, and this vision will show you the safe way in the chaos of battle. It will tell you when to strike, and more important, when to stand still. It will teach you patience and comfort in the midst of woeful strife.
Male: But I must see the way ahead, I must plan for it, every contingency. Without fear I will not act when I need to act, and will not obey when I need to obey.
Female: Then look at me only. I am the way, I see everything, I love and follow the Spirit like a fine white bird effortlessly riding the wind.
The Male Reflects
You say you are as close as breath, then I must breathe. You are my valiant heart, you are my inspiration. You are my love. You have all the vision that I need, all hope, all care for every living thing. So I will say forget me not my heart, if I forget remembering you. Always be whispering in my ear and call me back to you.
Copyright 2006 by M. David Orr
I know you're busy with important things, with scary things that frighten you. I know our living hangs on what you do or fail to do. You focus fiercely on those things, and as you do, you get them done but leave large parts of you dying on the battlefield, when there is an easier way to win without being so depleted. You think that focus and fierceness are what wins the day, but they are not. They may win a short skirmish that develops unexpectedly and ends just as quickly, but they are not strategic tools.
You need to re-acquaint yourself with joys of home, and pleasures of female sensuality. intuition, creativity, joy, nourishment, and spirituality. These give you vision and the easier path, the lighter load, the fearless joy at walking the path, and even seeing the beauty of battle. The female trusts God and loves God for his beauty and his love; she has a physical craving for His love and fears not, as the visions always command. Fearing not, is her natural condition. Believing everything is the spirit of her life. She is earth and dwells therein. She knows God, not as an abstract vision in the sky, but as a friend and lover here on mortal soil.
Nothing alive is alien to her. Her only fury is reserved for those who, by not being fully alive, do harm to her and hers. She loves you passionately, but gets sad and angry when you neglect her or abuse her, or forget her in the heat of battle. She knows she can be a kind of warm radiance that goes with you if you will take her with you. She will give peace and unspeakable beauty to your days.
The Male and Female Talk
Male: It's easy for you to say, "Don't focus on the battlefield, remember me," while you sit at home in safety and I risk life and limb.
Female: I'm always with you, a breath away, forgotten, but there.
Male: You want attention when I can barely breathe for the pain of my wounds.
Female: I have the salve for your wounds. I can keep you safe from wounds.
Male: In the heat of battle, there is no time to think of you.
Female: It's not thinking that's needed. You can feel my love and my love has its own language. This language has vision, and this vision will show you the safe way in the chaos of battle. It will tell you when to strike, and more important, when to stand still. It will teach you patience and comfort in the midst of woeful strife.
Male: But I must see the way ahead, I must plan for it, every contingency. Without fear I will not act when I need to act, and will not obey when I need to obey.
Female: Then look at me only. I am the way, I see everything, I love and follow the Spirit like a fine white bird effortlessly riding the wind.
The Male Reflects
You say you are as close as breath, then I must breathe. You are my valiant heart, you are my inspiration. You are my love. You have all the vision that I need, all hope, all care for every living thing. So I will say forget me not my heart, if I forget remembering you. Always be whispering in my ear and call me back to you.
Copyright 2006 by M. David Orr
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