I just happened to watch about 7 minutes of the television show (Survivor) last night. I was flipping channels, and saw that the contestants had loved ones visit them on the island. The contestants were tired, hungry, worn down, and a visitation from a loved one was truly overwhelming for some of them. They were so overcome with emotion.
One of the contestants was a 50 something year old man, who obviously had a very strong connection with his children. His son was the one who went to visit him on the island, and when they came face to face, they were both incredibly emotional, and the son (approximately 25) could not stop hugging and kissing his father. It was a beautiful thing to witness. The host of the show, (Jeff) said, "This is a very impressive display of affection, I'm pleasantly surprised." The son replied, "This is my dad." He then kissed his father a few more times.
This caused me to remember a time when my dad told me that his "old school" Danish father never showed any type of affection towards him, and never told him that he loved him. I was amazed by this. Although my dad had his share of problems, he broke free of that mold - of not being affectionate. He hugged and kissed me every day of my life, and I do the same with my own son.
How are some men programmed to behave a certain way with their sons, and react to certain circumstances in such a macho manner? Where did that all come from?
This morning, a dear friend of mine sent me a link to a talk by Tony Porter - about breaking out of the "man box." It is a brilliant talk - regarding how this macho mentality, drummed into so many men and boys, can lead men to disrespect, mistreat and abuse women and each other. His solution: Break free of the "man box." It is very refreshing to hear a man speak this way.
http://www.ted.com/talks/tony_porter_a_call_to_men.html
As we move into the age of Aquarius, I will be very glad to see the "old school, macho man" tendencies dissolve. Good riddance. The time is now for kinder / gentler men to walk this planet.
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Another wonderful post, and such great thoughtful replies. Indeed it's high time for the right use of nurturing masculine energy to come forward, so we can have better connection with both our sisters and our brothers, our daughters and our sons :) Thank You again!!!
good for u and all those who practice such compassion
"....maybe there will be a shift in consciousness (..12)--.....me like it( but hoping sooner)
".....energy of Aquarius--.....me (2) if u know what "eye~mean"
my hugs came to me just 4 yrs ago. After many, many yrs of living in back "woods of US" and Chicago before that, I re-entered society and settled in No. California ; met incredible bunch of pagans and their secret drum circles mixed with seasonal gatherings.Its always hugs around, no matter what creed or skin we are.
Peace, Love and Light should be embraced all around us
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I honestly cannot remember if my dad and i have ever kissed; the next time i see him i am for sure gonna give him a big smack!!!! haha thank you for sharing this wonderful truth with us peekay!
I wish I could get my father get out of that box. He always treated me like understudy, toy, property and I should always worship him becouse he's my father. I said no yrs ago, after just as many yrs being, or trying to be his friend, or better yet the only son. He always pushed me, always used cold man approach and I blame his upbringing from his father as the only reason for treating me like that. From birth I was different , unlike my father ; craving Love and compassion that we both lacked. From earliest days together with him I understood that he was cold and uncaring : I got used to that. As yrs progressed our relationship got thinner and thinner. Up until my marriage and bearing a granddoughter for him, we had ok interactions together, but after Viktorias birth he was so upset that its not son as it is revered ultimate in our family line, our interactions took sour turn. I beged him to try, he always scorned everything I am and my kids ; I have also addopted son that he never accepted.
I tried to kiss him, embrace him, hug him, talk some fucking sense into him, explain realities and deceptions and with no success.Its been 13 yrs since.
I tried, or am tired of trying and let go this situation.I do everything in my power to embrace my adopted son, my blood doughter and feel fullfiled, not only for meself but feel like I am picking up the slack from my father.
Today I shake no one's hand, it's hugs now becouse no one ever hugged me..................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................
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Now only LOVE
everyone~everything
LOVE only