

“Catch her dancing in her feelings. They begin to grow larger and larger. The highest parts of you yearn to know and feel more, however you become disoriented by the apparent chaos. Man needs chaos in order to create order. Yet holding the feminine outside of himself can be daunting, risky and fearful. You desire to be close, but know not how to enter into proximity. She cries. She shares. She darts from here to there. She directs anger towards herself. She crumbles to the unknown. She searches for stability. A quiet consistent compassion. It’s too late. You’ve let the moment pass. You’re now consumed with your pain. You’ve made her natural expression your responsibility. Your fault. Your pain. Now it’s yours. But you can’t hold it. You feel rejected. Blamed. Shamed. You desire to fix and your frustration creeps. She feels you pull away. Create distance and she experiences your little boy weep. Now it’s about you, when it was never about you in the way you thought. …All the “chaos” needed in order to be ordered was your non-judgment. You have “failed”... well you at least believe you have. Now you act from this place. You express from this space. Your nervous system panics, it races, you attempt to force suggestion after suggestion after solution. You’re losing her. She feels isolated. Alone. Not seen. Hurt. Abandoned. She yearns for consistent compassion and safety. You yearn to be appreciated. She yearns for stability through her chaos. She asks you to put your ego to the side. He asks you to love him through his temporary wobble. You both feel an ease. Body to body…heart to heart… Energy rushed rapidly through you both as you reconcile. Healing. Growing. Expanding. Evolving.” - Stefanos Sifandos