The erroneous focus of recent media on the high percentage of women attending Universal Medicine has been so eloquently dispelled in previous posts but it does beg the question, “So where are all the Men?”.
As a man who has chosen to test the teachings of Universal Medicine for himself, rather than relying on the second hand views of others, I found one thing incredibly confronting… Love as I knew it, was totally back to front.
I grew up being shown that men were the providers, the fathers with all the answers, the handymen, the compliant husbands, the ‘blokey’ mates, the wine appreciators and so it went on.
Meeting Serge Benhayon turned this on its head. I was asked to explore the possibility that there was more to me than being the provider, the father, the husband, the good son, the mate. I was shown ways to build a relationship with myself (not my hurts, but myself). I saw other men (including Serge) building a relationship with themselves that did not rely on ‘warrior painting’ or ‘drum beating’.
The most confronting part about exploring what true love could feel like in my body, was acknowledging (and feeling) the possibility that under all the bravado, alcohol, DIY mania was a deeper part of me that was tender, gentle and lovely.
I had spent years covering up that tenderness for fear of what society could and has done. While I had convinced myself that to feel tender was a sign of weakness, the truth was it was something I craved more than anything else. I wanted it from my father, my wife, the world… but no one else could give it to me. I had to give myself permission to feel it, because it lives within me.
I am still exploring all of this and my relationships at work, with my family, my wife and myself are changing but only for the better. I don’t live that tenderness all the time and I still slip into some of the roles… but I live with deep appreciation for what has been presented by Universal Medicine – but also completely understand why it’s easier for some ‘blokes’ to throw stones rather than explore the amazing beings that they are.
By Joel Levin
Men in Livingness