HER YEARNING NOURISHES ME
If you're a man, you might wonder at how much the women in your life give of themselves so that men like you and I might feel even a little of how rich this moment, this life, is.
Apprenticeship to Love: The crooked path of marriage (May 13, 2026)
TODAY'S MEDITATION
Sometimes in these spring days strange things emerge from the darkness of the soil. This is one of these days.
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A man sends me a morning message. He asks me to think about him while he goes to court to fight the woman he loves for custody of their child.
Another man is surrounded by rumours and, in stillness and silence, struggles to know if he is needed, valued, seen.
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The blue of the sky is obscured by clouds and a heaviness sits over us. There is a feeling of churn, of change for the sake of change without reason. I'm feeling unsettled.
And then this, these words by a teacher who inspires me. I quote her at length because, if you're a woman, you might feel something that you need. If you're a man, you might wonder at how much the women in your life give of themselves so that men like you and I might feel even a little of how rich this moment, this life, is.
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I need to break my heart open, to feel what the women I love are yearning for. This —whether it comes from my granddaughters, my daughters, my mother or sister, and especially from the woman I love– this is how I am nourished. And all the strangeness of this day is something to be held and felt and known as love. Even when it confuses and unsettles me. Especially when it confuses and unsettles me.
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If you are here, I know you are a woman who feels deeply.
You are attuned to the mystery alive in all things
and you ache to live closer to that power.
and yet sometimes the intensity of that ache…
inside the wild unknown of all that is…
can be so overwhelming
that you find yourself drifting to the surface of things.
where it feels safer. easier. more manageable.
but you were never meant for “manageable”.
You don't want even-keeled!
You don't want safe!
You want poetry.
Meaning.
Feeling.
Aliveness.
You want the kind of love that opens your body,
your heart,
your perceptions.
a love that rearranges your life,
and clears away all that isn't true.
You want to taste every drop of this existence…
the ache and the beauty,
the dark and the holy,
the raw pulse of your erotic, emotional, embodied aliveness.
And somewhere in your being, you know:
Your longing is not a flaw.
It is the doorway.
The very ache you carry…
for depth, intimacy, union…
is not a problem to fix.
It is the pulse of Love moving through you, inviting you deeper in.
~ Nina Lombardo
TODAY'S INSPIRATIONS
🌀The goal of Bhakti yoga (the yoga of devotion) is to know god as the essence within ourselves and our true self always with god. (Anon)
🌀The Conscious Warrior practices the cultivation of wonder and awe. (John Wineland)
🌀You're not like that now. (My beloved, my oracle)
