Then I saw a male figure, with a big staff or walking stick.
He was
crude, overweight, dull and profane, though not intent on evil. He
lacked enough self-awareness to know how he affected others around
him, and he squashed many beautiful flowers without even knowing it.
Wherever he sat, he crushed and smothered the life out of things,
not by malevoent intent, but by total ignorance and oblivion.
He was
very self centered and rather naively viewed things that everything
revolved around him and his selfish desires, without thought or care
about anyone else.
Though I was disgusted by him, we eventually
realized that he was a level of male consciousness that we all
either carry or have passed through at some point, that has wrecked
much havoc on Earth.
We determined that we needed to forgive him, and love him, and have
compassion on ourselves for having created from that level. As we
showered him with this, he shifted, slimmed down, perked up, became
self-aware, an awakened Male, ready for responsibility. And I saw
him join our Sacred Circle, as one of us.
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Then I saw a male figure, with a big staff or walking stick. 
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