Daily Meditation, Inspirations, and Practices for the Sacred Masculine, November 20


Hans Peter Meyer

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This may be all that I know. It is certainly the greatest thing I know: Her mystery is the source of all that I experience as beauty & love. My heart aches to hold it, tenderly, the treasure that deepens in this silence.

We are born to speak. Encouraged, from that first slap on the ass, that first encounter with the coldness of the world, to voice our complaint. And, perhaps, always perhaps, our wonder.

Too often this is my pattern: first to complain; then, maybe, if I’m taking the breath I so often encourage others to take, there is wonder. Maybe awe. Surprise that these things are not as I imagine.

“You are always surprised,” she said to me. Yes, surprised that my complaint was baseless, was the reason for my discomfort.

What does it take to, as one writer put it, “re-enchant this world?”

Practice. Surrender. Humility. Anything to break my momentum.

I am now a “wedding celebrant.” More on that in a minute.

She wears the ring of my promise. I am committed. Yet the only thing I know about marriage is that her mystery is the most important thing —and that I must honour it, must celebrate it (softly), must allow it.

We are born to complain and taught to understand and to rectify all that is wrong and to use our voices to sing hymns to love and beauty and wonder and awe —and most of all it seams, to examine and interrogate, to somehow penetrate and know the mystery.

So much of this seems wrong now.

I’m not sure I want anything so much as to hold her.

But I’ve had that. Apparently, I wanted more. And so, have less.

I see and hear this same lament: “the one I loved, they are not what they were, not what I wanted; or, they are not enough.

This too I know:

We are always alone;

We are always together;

Yea are never enough for each other, or for ourselves;

And so, we are always enough.

The birthing into marriage —because every passage is a birthing into something— seems so profoundly happy. Hopeful. And rightly so. But in the focus on “together” I know I’ve missed the guardianship of solitude that Rilke writes about. Missed it? Or dismissed it, because I so wanted the “together” more than the solitude?

But that is inevitable, the birthing into solitude after the delightful illusion of the “together.” Sometimes this is a relief —Thank God I don’t have to do *that* anymore! But always, and again, inevitably, the painful chill: loneliness, so much colder after the hot illusion of together. How long —is it really forever?— before loneliness becomes the love that solitude holds at its heart? Yes, sometimes forever, because most of us cling with sharpened claws and years of fear to the illusion of “together.” Maybe not for all of us. But for many, many of us.

It’s not allowed for her to live alone in the cottage at the edge of the wilderness. Removed from conventions of marriage, of how a civilized woman should —must— behave. She is a witch. Yes. She is a witch. A wyrd woman who knows one thing: that her solitude is preferable to her indentured servitude to the conventions. That her solitude is precious beyond reasonable measure. Perhaps only a rare husbandman is worthy to guard this solitude.

To remember this, in my moments of chilly loneliness, that my promise still lingers on her finger. A reminder to her, perhaps? She says not. But that too I know: she remembers, that of all those who would tie her to the loneliness of convention, and I was one —perhaps still am one?— I am alone: I see her; I hear her; I know her.

I practice to remember, to remember that I know.

I practice to remember that I am patient.

I practice to remember that all of this is a gift to me, and that I need only enjoy it!


🌀 ...a good marriage is one in which each partner appoints the other to be the guardian of his solitude, and thus they show each other the greatest possible trust.... ( Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet)

🌀 When marrying, ask yourself this question: Do you believe that you will be able to converse well with this person into your old age? Everything else in marriage is transitory. (Nietzsche)

🌀 …when you consistently practice and deepen your meditative skills, the brain-mind connection develops higher sensitivities that begin to expose the faint edges of these cosmic whispers.

This is the purpose of a daily practice of meditation, conscious breathing, and stretching into your yogic body-glove. Stretching, breathing, and meditating inspire you to fully occupy the life you've been gifted. This allows you to eventually navigate this spacetime of subtleties, with accuracy and confidence. The additional alchemy of this reality is -- whenever awareness takes place in one -- it's then available to everyone. (Guru Singh & Guruperkarma Kaur)

🌀The Conscious Warrior is committed to developing strength of the mind, physical body, and nervous system through dedicated physical, yogic, and meditative practice. (John Wineland, Precept 6)

🌀I see you doing it. (My beloved, my Oracle & Siren)


Day 20 of this month's practice, take 1 minute today to sit and listen to, or chant, the deep Aum (Om) mantra... The “universal sound”…

Please read through first, then ...

• Today, sit (or stand) in stillness as you listen and chant, or simply listen to this mantra, let this question stir within you…. How am I making time for solitude in my days? Do I have the patience and the nerve to let loneliness become love?

• Begin by closing your eyes and aligning your body into its truest, most elegant posture, tucking your chin to lift your heart, tilting your pelvis to straighten your spine. Become still, more still than you've ever been. Your alignment is the physical training for trustworthiness. Bring your hands to your heart, right (masculine) over left (feminine).

• Focus on feeling the vibration. That is all.

• Set your timer for 1 minutes or listen to the mantra sung by Sad Guru here: (I recommend setting your timer for 11 minutes and having this on repeat).

• As the timer signals or the mantra ends allow your eyes to slowly open. Take three, relaxed breath cycles, no pressing, no effort, and feel yourself full, without thoughts, open. Safe to receive. Then, step into your day, letting the mantra echo as a nourishing vibration whenever you become still. You don't need to DO anything. Let the world come to you with its demands, its complaints, and yes, its endless tide of gifts and blessings.✨