Activated Inner Energies Could End This Cultural Crisis

Cellular Families and the Emasculation of Men

The past two years have only strengthened my resolve in teaching the principles of inner masculine and feminine energies. Now I am even more curious about them, especially how they relate to the family. My research and background in this topic led to my podcast Something Better . I had taken a break from it and as soon as I was ready to get back into it, March 2020’s “just for two weeks” phenomenon had begun. My life began to radically change, like it did for so many of us. As a result, I hunkered down and went deeper into my obsession with inner energies, the power of respect for men in a culture that wants to emasculate them, and how it affects the family.

Now I’m back to teaching again.

The Family: Nuclear and Cellular

According to Jungian thought there are two types of families: nuclear and cellular. Nuclear is derived from the latin word nucleus, a form of the original word, nux. Nux literally means ‘a nut’, but was also figuratively used to signify ‘the core of something’. In the case of this example, nuclear doesn’t just refer to the original family but rather how an extended family functions. To briefly decipher the two, a nuclear family centers around the oldest living matriarch and patriarch. Family parties and group communication is consistent. Codependency is permitted and possibly encouraged, and unity and loyalty toward bonds of affection come above all else-compromise on individual needs is frequent. Members are encouraged to get over their petty conflicts in order to join and fewer stand out from the whole. This type of family is old world and usually produces at least two generations living under the same roof, nearby, or on the same property. Nuclear families are just, together. Regardless of what’s going on. Observance of religious holidays and attendance at religious institutions often feature in nuclear families. It’s pretty black and white. Join, have something to eat, lean in or not. There is not a lot of grey.

Cellular families are different, and modern times have encouraged their dominance. Individual will, thought and action is encouraged. The oldest matriarch and patriarch nucleus either unconsciously or deliberately encourage the immediate generation to spread their wings. What follows is a less traditional, liberated standard for family bonds of affection. Smaller groups of the family break off for functions. Communication and camaraderie in large groups where everyone honors unspoken mandatory attendance is not encouraged. Family functions may be spontaneous, they may not include everyone, and whoever isn’t there is encouraged to rise above personal offense. Often times high achievers who have been liberated to prioritize self become materially successful and set the tone for the rest of the family, becoming the new “nux” or nucleus. The family may all get together at a function, but it is a rare and treasured event, possibly not even on a holiday. Spiritual growth takes precedence over religious commitment. Cellular families encourage therapy and openly talk about personal growth more than in a nuclear family, where members are more likely to be told to get over and on with it.

Many families are hybrids of these two, but you can decipher which qualities are fixed in your family to realize the dominant type of experience.

My experience is with both, because I come from one and married into another. Not only that, but I had one parent who transmitted nuclear values and another who transmitted cellular. There is nothing wrong with either one, however one (cellular) became prominent as MTV started raising teenagers and the 90s turned into the new millennium. Cellular families evolving at a slow and natural pace could have been a good thing, but they have been hijacked into becoming brittle shreds of family bonds. Cellular families were extremely advantageous for ushering in this now-obvious sham, a “new world order”. If you don’t believe a “NWO” could work on some level, let me remind you that in the State of California it may become legal for a 12 year old to give consent for a medical intervention for himself, while we are all being trained to focus on the pronoun I used instead of that tragic violation of a child’s life. The state wants your cellular family to be even more divided, so they can enter. It’s also legal in California for a woman to give birth to her child and allow it to die on a table somewhere in the hospital because she just doesn’t want it after all. That is how disgusting and gruesome this State has become. That is how much the evolution of the cellular family became the ultimate quest, the endangered species for the government to poach, infiltrate, capture. Single women live out the feminist dream with the State expected to be the aging patriarch and/or supportive spouse. People are inclined to cry out for a government program where there is spiritual need. Children hypnotically recant slogans about inclusion that they heard from the electronic babysitter, the closest screen.

Cellular families, and the emasculation of men, in my opinion, were the two strongholds that have assisted in the current cultural crisis.

The Emasculation of Men

Disrespect for men is an epidemic and it is destroying women, the family, and the culture. The dark side of the feminist movement prior to my own marriage was personal misery disguised as professional progress, which I explain here , but it turns out that dark side was even darker than I thought. It has led to an absolute disintegration of healthy masculine leadership, common sense, and soulful, steadfast safety in relationships and community. I am married to a masculine man who has a remarkable father and had an incredible grandfather. I respect him, and the contrast is high in a growing community of emasculated men. I sense many men in my neighborhood are visibly afraid of their humorless wives. They walk around as though they are ashamed to produce testosterone, and their wives seem proud to be enhancing their own, all the way down to their snarky tone of voice and their all-weather sandals. There is very little joi de vive where I live. No healthy flirtation, no robust appreciation for feminine energy, yin and yang, contrast, the birds and the bees, and the truth of life. It’s a dystopian contest among neutral, politically correct emotional orphans. Led by a City Council that is too heavily invested in “unhoused” addicted criminals to stop blatantly ignoring its boring-old married, committed, nuclear-family taxpaying citizens.

The Stakes are High

It just doesn’t get any more obvious that God has placed me in a town where it is hard to ignore how high the stakes really are when you emasculate men and destroy the family. Our teenager recently had a lesson on WWII at our local public high school. It involved writing a photo essay on a photo of same sex soldiers, making out. That was the WWII lesson. I wonder if the School Board and staff might take a break from almost-constant grooming and indoctrination to listen to a person who transitioned and returned to their God -given gender. You can, here.

I’m a musician, friends. I was humorlessly politically correct and disrespectful myself, for decades. While my kids sometimes see someone who doesn’t “get it”, all I see is the eternal girl I was. I lived in a van. I got ready for work in a Starbucks bathroom. I bought art from homeless people that lived on the street in Santa Monica- who I considered friends. I had a buzz cut, wore Doc Martens and ripped skirts and a beaded choker. I fought for the values currently destroying my town, until I realized it was a losing game and we were all the pawns in it. I woke up to see I was fighting for my own loss of personal fulfillment. I’m not a fundamentalist or conservative person, and yet I feel like one now. Because I see the utter destruction of the family, of the simple beauty of life. I see how it started in my own life. I hear my Dad in an echo. How he fought for my life, my time, my fertility, while I fought him, and told him he didn’t “get it.”

And I’m not even going into another major aspect of this crisis that is truly toxic. But Bill Maher did recently, and I strongly suggest you watch it (here).

When I stopped regularly recording the podcast Something Better I saw it as a project that I put on pause, and not a calling. But the last two years have caused me to realize I can’t not teach this stuff. I recently had a friend in marketing listen through those two seasons and assure me it’s all in there. Not just my interpretation of Dr. Pat Allen’s ageless teachings and research, but the seeds of ending the crisis we are now experiencing.

And I am determined to be a part of ending this crisis, so I’m teaching women again.

The situation is critical, but it’s not serious

Now that I’m starting to sound humorless myself, allow me to restore the moment with one of my favorite sayings. Because we must keep a sense of humor.

I’m going to help end this crisis by teaching inner energies. I’ve discovered I’m much too emotional to approach the City Council and School Board. I’m truly a terrible political activist. Diplomacy is just not something I have time for when the short years of a child’s life are on the chopping block.

But there are things I can do. I can encourage singles to partner, and couples to stay together. I have skills sets to teach.

And your personal fulfillment is the single most powerful form of activism that you could accomplish today. 

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