CAN YOU HEAR HER?

CAN YOU HEAR HER?

I can hear her.

I can hear her.

I can hear her.

This is the sentence I found myself writing repeatedly in my journal this morning.?

Whilst every morning, as a habit, I write mostly the same ideas about who I am and what is, as I write, I’m also listening. I’m listening for what else wants to be written.?

Everything I declare is also an inquiry. My statements are questions and, following each of them, I listen.?

When there is silence, I continue onto my next verse. When other words or statements show up, I allow my pen to break from the plan and follow them instead.?

As I write, sometimes that one thought takes me on a journey to new ideas, sometimes it is complete as written and other times the thought demands to be dwelled upon, which typically shows up as my writing it repeatedly.

I can hear her.

I can hear her.

I can hear her.

As I wrote these words, I saw the woman in the course I attended this past weekend. I saw how she called for something different and how I’d missed it at first. I recalled the nervous bliss of my correcting course by apologizing and bowing my head to the wisdom of her feminine knowing. I saw my wife. I saw the ocean and mountains. I saw the black feminists whose books I’ve been reading. I saw the Great Mother.

As my pen stalled, I found myself shift to speaking the four words aloud, over and over, and each time my voice deepened. They were the words of my King within, speaking to me during the daily dance of my self-cultivation.

I can hear her.?

I can hear her.?

I can hear her.

I can hear her.

The liberation of my King has come in parallel with an increase in my understanding of, and sensitivity to, the women I feared I would oppress should I express my power to impose rule and order.

These words of the King were an affirmation, a claiming of trust that as I rise in my power, as I bestow the blessings of my commands, I will not tread on Her. They were words of faith that I will remain sensitive and that my every speaking will be also an asking.?

As I have delved deeper into the generative and loving King, I have found that his primary task is that of listening.?

In fact, the simple inversion of my long-loved mantra from “I am asking and listening” to “I am listening and asking” has revolutionized my relating, especially with women.?

Typically you will have found me at the front of the class, speaking first in groups, asking questions, and leading with my speaking.?

Now though, I am choosing to let my throat burn as I sit in silence, waiting to speak until spoken to, especially amongst women.?

This burning is the habit of princely ways being alchemized into kingly ways. I come through these experiences sweat-soaked, like from a good workout, but instead of a burn in my abs, my belly is nauseous for not allowing myself to speak, shout, challenge, ask, inquire.

Old habits die hard, especially those that we have long appreciated as our strengths. Yet there is no greater bliss than conquering a habit of being as a surrender into something even greater.

There will be obstacles to you being a King that are absolutely invisible to you.?

These will become obvious not only when you come into contact with the King within you, when you can hear his voice and when he writes or speaks through you, but also, maybe even more surprisingly, when you can hear the Queen within you too.

When you can hear her plight, her worries, her concerns, you will find your spine to straighten.?

As you liberate your King, you will find yourself standing with a hard back and a soft belly, speaking and leading in ways that deep down you know are not only your birthright, but your duty.?

And maybe you will find yourself affirming something similar…

I can hear her.

I can hear her.

I can hear her.

As a good man, it is a radical liberation of power to discover a trust in your capacity to care for and protect women.?

Good men become Kings when they listen to the Queen within.

If you’d like my help in expressing your King in a way that honors and protects not only women, but the feminine in all its forms, then I’d like to invite you to explore joining my 8-month mens-only journey?Circle of Kings.

The first step is for us to speak about what your being a King would mean for you, your family, your community, your clients and employees, and the world at large.

To begin this conversation, reply to this article with the four words “I can hear her” and I will reply to you personally.

Loving you, JP