Happy Friday! What a wonderful time it is. It’s Father’s Day weekend and I feel like that’s a wonderful time to celebrate men. I love men. I can admit that I haven’t always been able to say that. However, I’m so grateful that I can say that now. I think Father’s Day is a wonderful time for us to examine and begin to take the steps to heal our relationship with the masculine because for many of us, the wounds we have in our relationship with the masculine are rooted with our relationship with our fathers. That’s why I’m not speaking today of the absent dads–the ones who couldn’t (for whatever reason) be the men we needed. The story is told so much. I think it’s time for a new narrative. Although, I will sidebar right now and wish love and joy to all of those whose dad was absent. I’m sorry he wasn’t there. I’m sorry he wasn’t what you needed. I hope you are at peace now, and if not, I hope you are on your way to finding peace.
So , as I was saying, dad’s (and men in general) have gotten a bad rep over the years, and it’s time to release those old ideas that no longer serve. Men are great. Men are vital. After all, women may make the world go round, but men are the axis upon which it spins. Happy Father’s Day to all the dads!