Awakening The Sacred Masculine

When I first began writing this book, I wanted to express myself from the rarefied heights of great personal achievement and obvious, Spiritual success. I wanted you, the reader, to know how remarkable I am, worthy of your well-deserved respect and praise. But alas, this really isn’t the case.

As I began sinking into this material many years ago, I soon realized my viewpoint wasn’t from high atop the learning curve - like a gorgeous surfer dude, riding a huge wave, looking elegant, majestic and oh, so cool. Not even close. It was rather from within the wave itself, down below the smooth rolling crest, deep within the rough and tumble of the undertow.

From this perspective, my awakening journey, much like seeing a wave from the inside out, may look very different than anything you’d associate with the ‘Sacred.’ In arriving to this, I've come to know the qualities of my awakening from my own full tilt, living-on-a-prayer, Life School education. Here, I’ve encountered the lessons of my Soul’s curriculum on the more visceral, gut level understandings, of what the Sacred Masculine is ... not.

Since a boy, I’ve learned what I wanted to do in life from having done things I never wanted to do again. This approach is really, Life School 101. Much like a sculptor removing the immaterial overlays, the illusory nature of my ego has been steadily stripped away, reveling my Sacred’s essence, underneath.

Awakening my Sacred Masculine has been quite the alchemical, if not shamanic journey - of burning away the dross of my personality, from my core, Sacred Self. This is true for anyone who chooses to dig deeply enough, to look beneath the floorboards in their own, emotional underground.

Please know, my Sacred isn’t a fancy, ascension concept, a new technique or even a magical, Divine Being. It’s not that complicated. It’s a feeling of such profound and radiant quintessence, of illumination so sweet, it stops time. And it’s also a feeling I’ve only found in my Heart. It’s true. Throughout my life I’ve witnessed, in and through an open Heartspace flows love + joy + gratitude + compassion, + forgiveness and trust. Faith lives here too, which makes the empowered Heartspace, Spiritual Shangri-La.

In life, my most profound healings, openings and awakenings have all ignited and come alive in my Heartspace. If it didn’t happen here, it really didn’t happen for the rest of me. It’s because, Divine grace alights here, illuminating all it touches. It’s unmistakably real, because it’s totally Sacred.

With ever recurring shedding’s of the chrysalis cocoon and repeated peelings of my ego’s, tough hide, awakening my Sacred Masculine has been a lifelong process of elimination, surrender and release. Whenever, wherever and however possible, this has been required. Needless to say, it’s taken a lifetime to know when and how to do this, certainly as struggle free as possible and most important, how to act accordingly.

For anyone who’s consciously walked this particular path, this has happened in every way possible and apparently, every way necessary. Honestly, it’s rarely been easy and hardly ever convenient. This too is not unique or hardly, the point. This is my Hero’s Quest, where the letting go of what no longer serves me, on every and all levels possible, has been the ongoing ticket of admission to this Sacred space, within myself.

This solitary, act of surrender and release has ignited the Divine in me because in letting go, I’ve turned away from looking outside, to make my Sacred connections, within. This has engendered a most essential awareness I’ve come to call living in my Verticality, held within my Soul Stream, that’s become an indispensable Life School skill, to know and employ.

As a Soul in human form, over a great many lifetimes, I’ve played through my ego’s, enormous bag of mischievous tricks. I’ve exhausted my personal self-interests and eventually, run out of road to end up here. Again, a steady practice of surrender and release has been required. In keeping with the saying, an old Soul is a slow learner, it’s taken near continuous scrubbings of my personality, over a very long period of time, to reveal my Sacred Masculine.

It’s been a process of revealment, demanding a greater self-honestly, that’s been more like a pain in the butt than a blessing. The shamanic effects of this journey, accurately foretold in my astrological birth chart, have appropriately played out most dynamically in my intimate relationships. Yikes. This has been the arena where the deep trench and drudge work of awakening my Sacred Masculine, has taken place. That, and in the lonely aftermath of these relationships.

It’s been obvious, transforming my sense of emotional unworth, insecurity and neediness has been my primary, course curriculum, here in Earth School. As with most growing up, these painful imprints were set early in life. No fault or blame, mind you, I just didn’t get the conscious support or emotional nurturance that would have set a very different tone in me. Like most, I’ve had to make it up on the go and find the answers, as I went. This again, isn’t unusual. Hey, we all had parents.

Like what’s new. Whether this is an expression of learning to fly while falling or simply stumbling along through life, awakening my Sacred Masculine has exacted I accurately read the tell-tale signs, along the way. In retrospect, I’ve spent my adulthood healing the wounds of my childhood, all to become free of the chaos my woundedness and neediness, created. However most of all, embodiment has demanded I show up to do the work necessary, to bring my awakening about.

What has distilled is this - the grand elixir, very laboriously acquired, is ever found in facing, meeting and embracing all of my fears, angers, reactions and regrets, whenever they arise in me. This I’ve found is nonnegotiable. This has become the immediate and intimate, final frontier of embodiment and is encountered, each and every day.