True Love Nurtures

Man can never know the loneliness a woman knows. Man lies in the woman’s womb only to gather strength, he nourishes himself from this fusion, and then he rises and goes into the world, into his work, into battle, into art. He is not lonely. He is busy. The memory of the swim in amniotic fluid gives him energy, completion. Woman may be busy too, but she feels empty. Sensuality for her is not only a wave of pleasure in which she is bathed, and a charge of electric joy at contact with another. When man lies in her womb, she is fulfilled, each act of love a taking of man within her, an act of birth and rebirth, of child rearing and man bearing. Man lies in her womb and is reborn each time anew with a desire to act, to be. But for woman, the climax is not in the birth, but in the moment man rests inside of her.
~Anaïs Nin, The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Vol. 1: 1931-1934

“..In the moment man rests inside of her” says so much. There is fulfilment in holding what you love, in looking on with unconditional love. In witnesssing  ‘degnimo’/peace & contentment enevelope.

Life is consistent with opportunities that provide growth. It happens most whilst you’re busy making other plans. I think that is why the aspect of nurture accompanying love, is most profound.

To nurture is to cherish, to cherish is to value the worth of another.

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