Healing the Wounded Masculine: Breaking the "Capacity Cap" on Love

People come into our lives for a reason. You might have felt this before, the boyfriend who showed you love, the stranger on the street who made you feel heard, even the sibling who taught you to share. They each played an important role to help you learn the lessons to evolve in this “Game of Life”.

They show up as a catalyst that catapults you into a healing spiral that expands your awareness. It opens you up to new viewpoints, new directions - thoughts and ideas that you wouldn't normally entertain. Whether you like it or not, you’re forced into parts of yourself that you didn’t know existed. 

From there, you have a choice: turn a blind eye and return to the old habits that kept you “safe” until the pattern cycle back to teach you the lesson… or, embrace the catalyst with open arms and free yourself from the cycles.

Either choice is not easy and whichever one you choose will be the best option for the moment in time. Even if you don’t choose, indecision is also a choice. You get to dictate how the “Game of Life” runs - if you want, you can always choose the path of least resistance.

Sometimes, that can look like repeating the same pattern over and over again. Same story, Different narrative.

Finding love is one of these stories with different narratives. With every relationship, we find ourselves repeating the same wound over and over again. It may look different by the way of different boyfriends, one night stands, friends with benefits, marriage. We move onto new and (hopefully) more loving relationships, but we still attract the wounds that we are familiar with. 

The father who abandoned you. Your crush who didn’t see your worth. The lover who didn’t see you. The ex who abused you. 

They are all signs that your wounded masculine is appearing. It’s the same mask, just a different face.

And so you set yourselves to heal the masculine traits. You learn to master your emotional stability and empower yourself to set stronger boundaries. To break out of that cycle, you protect your worth and your values. You streamline your world to reduce the noise, creating a container that is finally strong enough to hold your feminine flow. That is your creativity, your intuition, and your heart.

You then parent your inner child with the ideal mother and father you wish you had: the one who protects (Masculine) and the one who nurtures (Feminine).

Slowly, you become balanced. Your nervous system thanks you for it. 

Yet you still follow the same patterns and self sabotaging ways. 

What the spiritual teachings infer underneath the proverbs and metaphors, is that healing comes as layers. Just like the layers of an onion, we are gradually stripped layer by layer until we reach the core. 

And that’s not to say that all the inner healing done on our wounded masculine is for naught. I have to acknowledge that living the healing journey is no easy feat. You are a soul with immense bravery and courage to address the deepest part of yourselves. There is power in choosing yourself. Never discredit yourself for the progress that you have made. Every layer you release strengthens your capacity to receive.

I am trying to say that sometimes, one person can surprise you by reopening the wounded masculine. When it hits, it leaves you sobbing, hyperventilating while the warm waters of your shower comfort you. It’s the hard tiles and the rhythm of your own rocking that holds you while the inner walls crumble down. 

Its a part of healing the masculine that the spiritual community (that I’ve heard)  doesn’t talk about.

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