I’ve been deep in structure these last two months.
Cleaning the house.
Organizing systems.
Working with clients.
Planning trips.
Cooking.
Stewarding the details of a life.
The masculine part of me loves that work.
Build the container.
Strengthen the foundation.
Prepare the ground.
But this morning I was reminded of something important.
A container without light inside it is just a box.
What brings it alive is energy.
Radiance.
Emotion.
Movement.
Sunlight on the water.
Laughter.
The presence of a woman whose heart is open and whose energy is flowing.
The masculine builds the structure of life.
The feminine fills it with life.
The stronger the structure becomes, the more light it needs inside it.
This morning I was reminded of that.
And I’m grateful for the light.