by Greg Hall, Brisbane, Australia
Dear David, Michael, Steve and Steele,
Gentlemen, I refer you to an article in the Courier Mail (and subsidiaries in SA & WA) on 8 September 2012 entitled: “New age ‘medicine’ of Serge Benhayon leaves trail of broken families” by Josh Robertson and Liam Walsh.
I posted a response through your web site on Saturday but thankfully have obtained your direct email addresses and therefore feel to address you directly; men are best with face-to-face communication (happy to meet up with you guys, any time).
Being a fellow, of male standing in this Australian society you gentlemen represent, I submit in all honesty, that this article appalls not only the female gender that has been so senselessly stripped of all its worth, but equally so and along with them, the true gentle-men of the 21st Century.
I am a 40 year old man, father to three sons and manager of a construction company. I know a bit about men – but I simply do not fathom the depths to which you have sunk to fish out such drivel (no offense, it simply is what it is) in a largely lemming-like ‘following’ of your (male) counterparts of other news media outfits before you.
C’mon guys, what on Earth is going on here?
My father, at age 66 is still twice my size and physical strength, his body as solid as a rock (apart from the vodka and coke waist band), but there are clear, fleeting moments in my life where I remember him to be truly loving, cuddly, tender and playful.
His father (died when my dad was in his twenties) is remembered by a portrait that hung in my Grandmother’s dining room. As a young boy I was terrified by the look of that man – a bank manager in his day and I sincerely doubt my dad has recollections of any true moments of love from him.
His father, in turn, well I don’t profess to have studied the family tree, but no doubt he was raised by a man who had been raised by a man who ‘had the balls’ to pack in his life at home and sail to unknown distant shores to start a new life over for himself; not an easy task and boy, I bet you needed a bit of metal in your ‘armour’ to make it through those times.
My point here is that men are bred by society to be tough, impenetrable, solid, reliable etc etc; yet, I dare you to challenge this within yourselves; the greatest tragedy is that we are, from birth, already so much more than we are beaten into submission to strive and to become.
So too, had the first 38 years of my life been built around the recognition of that which I do, but the euphoria of obtaining a newer car, bigger house, better paying job never lasted that long and a feeling of worthlessness or emptiness would return – even the elation of a nation, when their sporting heroes take down the opposition only lasts till the next game is lost. Why is this so in men (particularly) that we may never ‘fill our cup’ – what’s that hole in the bottom where life leaks from?
Well, two and half years ago I met Serge Benhayon; a man whose love for all of mankind exactly equals his love for himself. A man now of unquestionable integrity (though up to a point in his life he lived exactly as the rest of us – no doubt ‘skeletons in the closet’ and all – I have them, and haven’t we all!). A man who now holds unwavering his example, for all men and women to feel for themselves, that there is an immeasurable quantum of love in each of us that, when felt for the first time, instantly fits a tap to the hole at the bottom of the cup and gives us each the freedom to hold it open or closed. Choose to close the tap (plug the hole) and life takes on a whole new expression, we fill our cup instead with self-love and it soon overflows unto those around us. There is nothing more to be, than to be who you truly are in everything that you feel to do.
Since I began attending Universal Medicine presentations, lectures and courses, I enjoy more and more moments of connecting to my inner-self to be truly loving, cuddly, tender and playful with myself and my sons (how joy-full would humanity be if we could have enjoyed that constantly from our role-models growing up?) and I openly admit that to feel open, fragile, tender, honest and love-filled for my-self beats all the societal expectations of how a man ought to be, hands down!
The male relationships I enjoy with friends, colleagues, employees and fellow students of the Way of the Livingness over these past two odd years stand out for me as being ‘worlds apart’ to those relationships previously defined through actions and role-play of pretending to be something in order to fit in or make out that ‘the castle I built was better than theirs’.
I am a free-thinking man, I constantly challenge prescribed practices in both life and business arenas that do not feel right for me or for the betterment of those around me and I call on you to take a careful look at the prescribed guidelines of your trade that drove you all into following, so ‘religiously’, a certain path which resulted in you not offering your readership the TRUTH.
I am privy to many of the letters you have received in similar response and dare say, you have a responsibility to yourselves to feel your way forward from here – be a true gentleman, listen to your heart, the world awaits…