They think their body or presence is enough to purchase a man's whole spirit and devotion. But a real man with inner communion does not offer it unless she moves toward him, giving her true self, her real spirit. Until then, all she'll get is simps and heal-hearted men reflecting her own half-heartedness. It's not about 'ordinary' women and 'outlier women'. What inspires real lvoe and devotion is two people choosing each other. You get what you give. The women sit back waiting, demanding, but do not move towards the men they desire. We have the roles reversed—she is not the prize, his devotion is, which is unlocked when she actually chooses and gives herself to him.
I gasped when I read your comment Tinkerbell. Those were exactly my thoughts - she must possess a vagabond spirit.
It’s a solitary pilgrimage - the journey of capturing a man’s heart, which in my case, has been one of the most difficult and lonely undertakings.
Without such a soul, she collapses from the force of self-doubt, the loneliness of being untethered, and the seduction of ego-protecting delusions. May God help us all.
Conquest, surrender, transformation… perhaps the real courage is daring to be vulnerable enough to earn what you desire.
They think their body or presence is enough to purchase a man's whole spirit and devotion. But a real man with inner communion does not offer it unless she moves toward him, giving her true self, her real spirit. Until then, all she'll get is simps and heal-hearted men reflecting her own half-heartedness. It's not about 'ordinary' women and 'outlier women'. What inspires real lvoe and devotion is two people choosing each other. You get what you give. The women sit back waiting, demanding, but do not move towards the men they desire. We have the roles reversed—she is not the prize, his devotion is, which is unlocked when she actually chooses and gives herself to him.
The rod of Asclepius
The observation that he is invisible to other men is very eloquent. It's the echo dance
This was quite a fascinating read. I believe it requires a woman to have a "vagabond spirit", since capturing a man's heart is no small feat.
I gasped when I read your comment Tinkerbell. Those were exactly my thoughts - she must possess a vagabond spirit.
It’s a solitary pilgrimage - the journey of capturing a man’s heart, which in my case, has been one of the most difficult and lonely undertakings.
Without such a soul, she collapses from the force of self-doubt, the loneliness of being untethered, and the seduction of ego-protecting delusions. May God help us all.
Yes it really is. The more we love and appreciate ourselves, the easier it will be I guess. 😊