This is a subject bound to induce
pain. It pains me to write for what you may feel; for what I feel.
There is a great crisis afoot.
It’s been this way for decades, generations. It is the Great Father
Crisis—missing as consistent teachers for sons. Perhaps the same could be said
for mothers and daughters. Everyone, it seems, is implicated. There’s nothing
to feel guilty about. It’s just how things are. It’s a key to our
self-discovery and healing.
My present text is Robert Bly’s, Iron John: a Book About Men.
God has called me to it, for my
own good, and for the good of the work still ahead for me.
This article should go on for
several thousand words, days, months... but it won’t at this stage.
Something is brooding.
***
Father is no longer really an
admired role, but it is nonetheless fundamental for sons, as are mothers for
daughters, supposedly. Rather than father’s temper it is his teaching the son
needs. Little really needs to be said. They just be together, so son can learn to be man.
© 2012 S. J. Wickham.
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