If you want to change the world… love a woman by Lisa Citore

by Lisa Citore


This is what Lisa writes on her website about her poem:


“When a fairly spiritual male friend of mine who had finally found and was deepening into committed relationship with his soul mate confided in me he was thinking of being single again, and in the next breath expressed his latest idea for raising consciousness worldwide, I wrote this poem.”

If you want to change the world… love a woman-really love her.
Find the one who calls to your soul, who doesn’t make sense.
Throw away your check list and put your ear to her heart and listen.
Hear the names, the prayers, the songs of every living thing-
every winged one, every furry and scaled one,
every underground and underwater one, every green and flowering one,
every not yet born and dying one…
Hear their melancholy praises back to the One who gave them life.
If you haven’t heard your own name yet, you haven’t listened long enough.
If your eyes aren’t filled with tears, if you aren’t bowing at her feet,
you haven’t ever grieved having almost lost her.


If you want to change the world… love a woman-one woman
beyond yourself, beyond desire and reason,
beyond your male preferences for youth, beauty and variety
and all your superficial concepts of freedom.
We have given ourselves so many choices
we have forgotten that true liberation
comes from standing in the middle of the soul’s fire
and burning through our resistance to Love.
There is only one Goddess.
Look into Her eyes and see-really see
if she is the one to bring the axe to your head.
If not, walk away. Right now.
Don’t waste time “trying.”
Know that your decision has nothing to do with her
because ultimately it’s not with who,
but when we choose to surrender.


If you want to change the world… love a woman.
Love her for life-beyond your fear of death,
beyond your fear of being manipulated
by the Mother inside your head.
Don’t tell her you’re willing to die for her.
Say you’re willing to LIVE with her,
plant trees with her and watch them grow.
Be her hero by telling her how beautiful she is in her vulnerable majesty,
by helping her to remember every day that she IS Goddess
through your adoration and devotion.


If you want to change the world… love a woman
in all her faces, through all her seasons
and she will heal you of your schizophrenia-
your double-mindedness and half-heartedness
which keeps your Spirit and body separate-
which keeps you alone and always looking outside your Self
for something to make your life worth living.
There will always be another woman.
Soon the new shiny one will become the old dull one
and you’ll grow restless again, trading in women like cars,
trading in the Goddess for the latest object of your desire.
Man doesn’t need any more choices.
What man needs is Woman, the Way of the Feminine,
of Patience and Compassion, non-seeking, non-doing,
of breathing in one place and sinking deep intertwining roots
strong enough to hold the Earth together
while she shakes off the cement and steel from her skin.


If you want to change the world… love a woman, just one woman .
Love and protect her as if she is the last holy vessel.
Love her through her fear of abandonment
which she has been holding for all of humanity.
No, the wound is not hers to heal alone.
No, she is not weak in her codependence.


If you want to change the world… love a woman
all the way through
until she believes you,
until her instincts, her visions, her voice, her art, her passion,
her wildness have returned to her-
until she is a force of love more powerful
than all the political media demons who seek to devalue and destroy her.


If you want to change the world,
lay down your causes, your guns and protest signs.
Lay down your inner war, your righteous anger
and love a woman…
beyond all of your striving for greatness,
beyond your tenacious quest for enlightenment.
The holy grail stands before you
if you would only take her in your arms
and let go of searching for something beyond this intimacy.


What if peace is a dream which can only be re-membered
through the heart of Woman?
What if a man’s love for Woman, the Way of the Feminine
is the key to opening Her heart?


If you want to change the world…love a woman
to the depths of your shadow,
to the highest reaches of your Being,
back to the Garden where you first met her,
to the gateway of the rainbow realm
where you walk through together as Light as One,
to the point of no return,
to the ends and the beginning of a new Earth.

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Comment by Steven M. on February 17, 2011 at 5:06pm

To You, that may be reading this:

An Ode to Woman and to Man
Poem of You, Whoever You Are.

WHOEVER you are,
I fear you are walking the walks of dreams,

I fear these supposed realities are to melt
from under your feet and hands:

Even now your features, joys, speech, house,
trade, manners, troubles, follies, costume, crimes,
dissipate away from you,

Your true soul and body appear before me.

They stand forth out of affairs, out of commerce,
shops, law, science, work, farms, clothes,
the house, medicine, print, buying, selling,
eating, drinking, suffering, begetting, dying.

They receive these in their places,
they find these or the like of these, eternal, for reasons,

They find themselves eternal,
they do not find that the water and soil
tend to endure forever — and they not endure.

Whoever you are,
now I place my hand upon you, that you be my poem,
I whisper with my lips close to your ear.
I have loved many women and men,
but I love none better than you.

O I have been dilatory and dumb,
I should have made my way straight to you long ago,
I should have blabb'd nothing but you,
I should have chanted nothing but you.

I will leave all and come and make the hymns of you,
None has understood you,
but I understand you,
None has done justice to you,
you have not done justice to yourself,
None but has found you imperfect,
I only find no imperfection in you,
None but would subordinate you,
I only am he who will never consent
to subordinate you,
I only am he who places over you
no master, owner, better, God,
beyond what waits intrinsically in yourself.

Comment by Steven M. on February 17, 2011 at 5:04pm
Painters have painted their swarming groups
and the centre-figure of all,
From the head of the centre-figure spreading
a nimbus of gold-color'd light,
But I paint myriads of heads,
but paint no head without its nimbus
of gold-color'd light,
From my hand
from the brain of every man and woman
it streams, effulgently flowing forever.

O I could sing such grandeurs and glories about you!
You have not known what you are,
you have slumber'd upon yourself all your life,
Your eyelids have been as much
as closed most of the time,
What you have done returns already in mockeries,
(Your thrift, knowledge, prayers,
if they do not return in mockeries,
what is their return?)

The mockeries are not you,
Underneath them and within them I see you lurk,
I pursue you where none else has pursued you,
Silence, the desk, the flippant expression,
the night, the accustom'd routine,
if these conceal you from others, or from yourself,
they do not conceal you from me,
Comment by Steven M. on February 17, 2011 at 5:01pm
The shaved face, the unsteady eye,
the impure complexion,
if these balk others,
they do not balk me,
The pert apparel, the deform'd attitude,
drunkenness, greed, premature death,
all these I part aside.

I track through your windings and turnings—
I come upon you where you thought
eye should never come upon you.

There is no endowment in man or woman
that is not tallied in you,
There is no virtue, no beauty in man or woman,
but as good is in you,
No pluck, no endurance in others,
but as good is in you,
No pleasure waiting for others,
but an equal pleasure waits for you.

As for me, I give nothing to any one,
except I give the like carefully to you,
I sing the songs of the glory of none,
not God, sooner than I sing
the songs of the glory of you.

Whoever you are! claim your own at any hazard!
These shows of the East and West
are tame compared to you,
These immense meadows,
these interminable rivers,
you are immense
and interminable as they,
These furies, elements, storms, motions of Nature,
throes of apparent dissolution,
you are he or she who is
master or mistress over them,
Master or mistress in your own right
over Nature, elements, pain, passion, dissolution.

The hopples fall from your ankles!
you find an unfailing sufficiency!

Old or young, male or female,
rude, low, rejected by the rest,
whatever you are promulges itself,
Through birth, life, death, burial,
the means are provided,
nothing is scanted,
Through angers, losses, ambition,
ignorance, ennui,
what you are picks its way.

Walt Whitman
Comment by John Wayne Rudolph on February 6, 2011 at 3:17pm
The comment to this could only be made through poetry: the language of the soul. Knowing this soul we can penetrate past reason and find love and beauty every day loving each other.
Comment by Energy Alchemy on February 4, 2011 at 11:24am
I feel so fortunate to have found a love who seems to truly get and embody the essence of what you have written here, so all you women out there, it is very possible and real to find a man who can go there with you, it does take challenging all your own inner stuff though, so be prepared to be equally committed to your own internal process as well :o) but it is surely worth it, I believe so anyways. 
Comment by Energy Alchemy on February 4, 2011 at 11:01am
Bless you. You have captured it so beautiful in words, more than could imaginably be captured in words. Thank you from the depths for this.
Comment by Linda Cotrufello on February 4, 2011 at 10:52am
This is a profound teaching...not for the faint of heart.  I commend those who are doing the sacred work of relationship in the fires of true love.  Thank you Johnny for being there for me and transforming our world together.  May love reign!

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