Setting the example of Intimacy

Taking the risk of being fully seen is the gateway to love.

🜲 GATE 59 • THE FREQUENCY OF INTIMACY

Today feels significant.
It’s my son’s 17th birthday. A threshold age. A crossing into deeper independence, into his own exploration of life, of love, of intimacy.

Gate 59 has always been alive for me. It sits in my South Node, a place that shows what I’ve lived through, what I’ve grown beyond, and what I still carry as wisdom. Intimacy, truth, transparency; these have been teachers etched into my bones.

When I was younger, intimacy was often confused with performance. With trying to be what others wanted me to be, or withholding what I really felt in order to feel safe. Dishonesty doesn’t always look like lies. Sometimes it is silence. Sometimes it is avoidance. Sometimes it is playing along rather than revealing what’s real.

Over time, I learned that intimacy is not about dissolving into another. It’s about dropping the masks. It’s about letting another see you without armour, and meeting them in the same courage. That is transparency. That is love in its highest form.

And now, I watch my son at 17, on the edge of manhood. He will navigate the same dilemmas of trust, of honesty, of what it means to let someone close and what it means to hold a boundary. He will feel the intensity of connection, the temptation of performance, the ache of wanting to be fully seen.

What I once struggled with, he now begins to encounter. And I know that my role is not to protect him from intimacy, but to embody it. To show him through my own presence that honesty, even when uncomfortable, creates more closeness than pretending ever will.

Gate 59 is the dissolver of walls. It’s the frequency that reminds us we are not meant to live behind barricades. We are meant to be felt, to be met, to be known. Intimacy isn’t always easy; it asks for risk. It asks for vulnerability. It asks us to let go of the control that distance pretends to give us.

For me, it has been a path of growing out of hiding, growing out of the dishonesty of silence, and finding the strength to be transparent. For him, at 17, it is the beginning of discovering what intimacy even means.

I see the symmetry. My South Node holds the past of intimacy, what I have lived, learned, and let go of. His birthday today signals the next generation of that exploration. What was once my path becomes his frontier.

🜲 Gate 59 is alive in the field. It is the reminder that intimacy is never static. It moves through us, across lifetimes and generations. It asks each of us to risk being seen —and in that risk, to find the true depth of love.