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I was watching an episode of Masterchef last week, the UK series. There was a man who had come pretty far in the competition and at one point, having got through to the next round, said that he had ‘Shed one manly tear at the emotion.’
One manly tear!
Fuck One Manly Tear!
Where are our hearts, where are our feelings, where are our voices, where are our tears?
Where are our sobs, gut wrenching, releasing all the pain we need to?
Where is our excitement that makes us jump up and down when the energy is just too big to contain?
Where is our passion, our fire?
It’s not in the stoic bullshit of ‘being a man.’
It’s not in being scared to have a man’s voice that rings out in the world.
It’s not in not expressing our desires, our dreams, our wishes.
It’s not in what the media have given us about being a man, mixed and confused messages.
It’s not in being loud.
It’s not in a tightly clenched jaw that we dare not open too wide for fear of what may come out.
It’s in being clear.
It’s in going within ourselves.
It’s in acknowledging, feeling, becoming intimate with our anger, our frustration, our loneliness, our disconnect.
It’s in not living the conditioned, patterned, expectations of so many others, of a lost society.
It’s in our hearts, in our bodies, in our feelings.
It’s not in one manly tear.
It’s in opening the floodgates when we need to.
And it’s in dancing the joy of that release.
It’s in the silence within us, the stillness of communion with the Divine.
It’s in the strength of suppleness.
The openness of vulnerability.
It’s in dropping pretense and mask.
It is not in one manly tear.
It’s in the deep complexity of this being, this man, searching for himself.
And it’s in knowing that I’ll find myself within.
That’s the only place to go.
That’s where I am, that’s where The Divine waits to meet me, waiting patiently, open.
There, inside.
And the deeper I go inside, the more I can travel out into the world.
I become supple in my strength, supple in my heart, in my vision.
I am in my body, I am in my senses.
In this I am present.
I’m present to live, I’m present to cry, I’m present to love.
I’m present in the joy of being.
I am present in the possibility of each moment.
I am not one manly tear!
Inside I am every tear every man has cried, oceans of tears.
And I am the love every man has loved, a universe of love.
Inside every one of us.
And I offer to you, my heart.
I celebrate, I love, when men come and share, learn, heal, grow.
We join in a brotherhood of the heart.
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