escort diary® of Kaliheartholistic: What Happens When Men Stop Performing
Today reminded me of something I see in men again and again… and it still touches me every time.
So many of them were raised to measure their worth by output.
Do more.
Hold more.
Be unshakeable.
Never need anything.
Never falter.
And eventually their bodies forget how to soften because they’re always bracing for the next demand. Their hearts stop speaking not because they don’t feel, but because no one ever taught them it was safe to listen.
When they walk into my space, that armour arrives with them. Tight shoulders. Shallow breath. Eyes that look confident but carry a quiet ache. And the moment I slow the room… the moment I meet them with tenderness instead of expectation… something inside begins to exhale. The truth is that the body doesn’t open through performance. It opens when it is met, not managed.
I watched one man today touch his chest and belly with both hands. Just that. Such a simple gesture, but his whole system changed. He asked himself what he needed. Not what he should do. Not what would impress me. Just… what do I need right now. You could feel his nervous system soften in real time. D3sire returned in a way that had nothing to do with technique and everything to do with presence.
Men were never meant to live as machines. When they remember that their worth is in their breath, their being, their tenderness… they become extraordinary to witness.
And honestly, it is one of my favourite parts of this work.
