Too much...?

One is never too much of a man for a woman or too much of a woman for a man. One is just different. Our fear of a specific energy type does not mean the other is imperfect it means we are not ready to face that energy.

Goradana @ Absolute

“I'll be your woman with unwavering eyes

A flame with the spirits and the mysteries of life

The hands of a healer and a samurai

I'll be your woman and you can be mine.

I'll be the gypsy on a path through the trees

The deal maker with front row seats

Who turns from the armchair and the picket line

I'll be your woman and you can be mine.

Not your princess, not your stallion-

an ambiguous complex creature

Not your teacher, not your shivering doll-

But hunkier than your neighbor

Not your mummy, not your daddy-

I'm over being daddy

Not your stallion, don't you lay down-

Get yourself a sailor

I'll be the mirror where you are a queen

Your fellow magician of the waking dream

Hung with a hammer and a glass of wine

I'll be your woman and you can be mine.”

(Chinawoman, lyrics ‘I ll be your woman’)